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From Jakarta, Laura went straight to the campus among private drivers.Just arrived at class, Mila first pulled Laura's hand out to a quiet place.
"So really, are you the same as Mr Fiza? by when? where did he shoot Lo? on your phone or in front of you? keep on seeing him immediately meet Bonyok Lo?" cecar Mila held onto both shoulders of enthusiastic Laura.
"Lo mean what the fuck? not clear!" Laura let go of Mila's hands
"Don't pretend you're so sorry, just tell me"
"Lo want me to punch, huh?" Laura raised a fist
"Wait a minute, so you really don't know?" tanya Mila raised both her eyebrows.
"Continue taking photos in the campus group?"
"Group?"
"Yes in the group, Lo's photo of Mr. Fiza again in the park together"
Laura immediately reached for her mobile phone, with her deft hand scrolling chat in a group that indeed from yesterday she had not opened at all. because every return to Jakarta, she went to Jakarta, Laura always turns off message notifications so that the holidays with her family are not disturbed.
Laura's eyes widened perfectly when she saw dozens to dozens of photos that were plastered for real, ranging from them to come to the park, walk, joke, laugh, laugh, and one more moment is when Laura accidentally slipped a banana peel so Fiza caught it. Worse yet, the person to edit their pose with an Indian song.
Kuch To Bata Are Kuch To Bata
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
(more or less gitu😂 lyrics)
"What the Fu*ck!" lora immediately let out a sigh of hearing the song.
"Look at yourself, right? so Lo can't sniff now" said Mila chuckled at Laura who left just like that.
Throughout the campus hallway all the students whispered to each other, but it was not important for Laura. now she would make calculations for people who had dared to take photos and spread to the group without her permission.
BRACKET
The sound of a table shake made the people there shocked by surprise, not least the woman who became the mastermind of the photo spreader himself and Fiza.
"Who's ngizinin Lo posting my photo?" laura asked in a soft, yet intimidating voice.
"Sorry, I'm just—
"What's hm?"
"G-gee was unintentional"
"Ohh, not intentionally? but not intentionally Lo intention really yes, until almost dozens of photos continue to be uploaded to the campus group ckckckck" said Laura leaned face to be closer to the woman who is currently scared, probably almost crying.
"Gue wants you to delete all those photos, next time don't just snap!" after which, Laura turned back to her original cage.
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At 17:00 WIB
"Sorry was a little late" said Laura put the bag without seeing the other person. Mila's? he did not work because he was banned by both parents.
"Hmmm" said the man who was giving change to visitors.
Without wasting any time, Laura started to do the work after previously getting instructions from the manager. Laura serves the visitors with enthusiasm, a sweet smile is always shown, making some men there feel at home, while someone at the cashier table who had noticed Laura, who had noticed, smiling behind a mask and sunglasses.
"You know he works here, ogah I" muttered the man who is none other than Arvin.
Yes, Arvin was forced to work in this restaurant for a while, until he got a job call from three job application letters he sent to a prestigious company in Bandung.Arally, Arvin was reluctant, but the money grip is now getting thinner.than the real flat pocket, mending work ye right? because as hard or blood-soaked as it was, his family would not give him a penny.
To cover up the shame and prestige, Arvin wore a hat, sunglasses, and mask, so that no one recognizes his identity.embarrassed dong, if to friends, scuffles, and, or ex-lover saw it like this.
"How is Laura, still up to it?" ask Widya's mom, the restaurant manager.
"Support dong Buk" Laura replied smiling as she released Appron at the waist, preparing to go home. As the clock was already showing at 23:00 p.m.
"Well, if you're Arvin?"
"Yes able, I say goodbye first" replied Arvin turned away, really the definition of employees do not know themselves.
"Udah justin, maybe it's that way"
Laura also came home to the manager and some employees there, in the parking lot, Laura was surprised by a man who had already left the restaurant sitting on his motorcycle. hearing a voice in the back, Arvin turned around and removed the glasses and mask in front of Laura.
"So it's Lo!" exclaimed Laura looked at Arvin's appearance from above to below.
"Yes why? surprised, if a handsome guy like me works in a place like gini" said Arvin combing hair with fingers.
"Yes I'm surprised even almost hangers! move aside"
"Let me be a bell" prevented Arvin from lifting Laura's body into the backseat.
"What do you mean, huh?" Laura glared in shock as Arvin's hand touched her armpits.
"Go home, say it again"
"Have a son, Lo thought I was a motorcycle taxi" when Laura snatched the key.
"It's me who's shaken, so you don't think the taxi guy"
"Nothing anyway! it's my bike, so I'm off to go home" Laura pushed Arvin away
"This once, please" Arvin's pinta was forced to retire.
"OK, but on one condition" said Laura grinning
GLEGS
Arvin's feeling began to feel bad, especially when Laura took out the clothesline from inside the seat.Right, all the way home to the boarding house, Arvin was made heart gymnastics by the action of Laura's bitch on the highway. As much as possible Arvin offset his body when suddenly Laura stepped on the brake suddenly.
"Oh God! Athaghfirullah! Allahuahaw!" arvin shuddered as he felt the motor driven by this crazy woman wanting to hit the container truck in front.wanted to hug Laura's waist but could not, he said, because now his hands are behind his back in a tied position.
"Finally bye too" murmured Laura after parking the motor.
As powerful as Laura stifled laughter, seeing the condition of Arvin who was still sitting on the motorbike with trembling legs.
"Udah nyampe woi" exclaimed Laura patting Arvin on the shoulder, having previously untied her hand, then turned away with a burst of laughter.
"Psychopathic girl, stress" said Arvin trying to get down, his legs limp like a kale that withered when cooked, finally Arvin arrived at the room and saw the condition of his hair and clothes that had been battered, just like the victims of persecution.
"Who Lo" asked Arvin pointing at his own reflection.
"Aarrrgggghhh crazy chick" Arvin's screams kicked at the wall.
DUGH
"Hahahaha it's good, Laura's in the opponent"
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