Forced to Marry for Debt
69. Raka's Special Girl

"Raka," call someone in the school corridor making Raka who wants to get into her class must stop.

Raka raised her next eyebrow as the person walked before her. That person he knew was his conch junior but why did he suddenly call Raka? What did that junior call Raka?

"What lo?" Said Raka, she glared fiercely at her senior who rolled her lazy eyeballs.

"Yaelah that's so great. Calm down don't want to jump into a fist." The young man said he was Raka's junior.

Raka grunts. He put both his hands in his pants pocket. Staring fiercely at that junior. Whoever wants it senior or junior, Raka will make a fuss with him. Don't know why it feels like Raka just wants to take people noisily maybe because she joined.

"Keep what?" Tanya Raka was impatient.

The young man took a neatly folded letter from his pants pocket and gave it to Raka.

Raka scrunched her forehead staring at the letter and then looked at the young man again. "What's this? Love letter? Wow, secretly you like me? Yes amphunn, but sori ya lo not my type." Raka.

The young man clucked. "Dirty. I also choose times if I want to turn the time yes I demen the same fucking man like lo? Idih's unclean." The young man shuddered his shoulders.

"What is this to say? From whom? I don't have money to read this letter?" Raka snapped the young man's face with the letter he was holding.

Again the young man clucked while rubbing his face. "From someone. Don't know me." Answer the young man.

Both of Raka's eyebrows raised. "Who?" Ask Raka curiously.

"Said I don't know. But I think I once stretched his face. I think he's the one who's been with you a lot." The words of the young man made Raka even more curious.

"His own?"

"Hemmm, the skinny girl with the long hair keeps having a big smile. And he said he was, he's your best friend."

Waitie? Have a big smile? Or maybe it was him? No way, why did he give this letter to her?

Seeing Raka instantly speechless, the young man patted Raka on the shoulder making Raka wake up.

"That's a special girl for you?" Guess the young man and Raka was silent. "Thank you from your face."

"Dissipated! Go there already!" Banish Raka with a fierce face.

The young man looked at Raka annoyed. "Good cake, it's been ushered too. I'll burn the letter." Insinuating the young man.

As soon as the young man carrying the letter, Raka walked to the long chair and sat down while staring at the nanar of the letter he was holding.

Raka slowly opened the letter carefully. He looked at the writing in the letter. The writing of someone very valuable in his heart and then read the letter carefully.

Here is the letter, friends.

For Raka Hermansyah...

Hi, Raka or Raher, you still want that nickname I gave you. Raher, your name was made short but I somehow like to call you that name even though you refused to call it... Raka, you're healthy right? I'm sorry I just got to tell you, but through this letter. Yes, but what else?

Today is your graduation day, right? Congratulations yes! Well, I wish I could come congratulate you directly but I'm too embarrassed to show this face. I'm ashamed of you, Raka. You must hate me now, right?

Raka paused for a moment to read the letter then shook her head. He doesn't hate it at all. Then he read the letter again.

I just wanted to say thank you, I let me be your friend even though you didn't like me very much. And sorry to disappoint you, I'm really sorry... Can you forgive me, Raka? I hope you forgive me this dirty one...

Raka, sorry to tell you about this even if it's completely useless. I'll be away from Jakarta tomorrow. I wish we'd see each other again, but when we meet again I hope you've found the girl you love so much. I want to see you with the girl you love and don't forget her invitation one day.

Haha, sorry yes I wrote a lot, a lot I want to tell you about everything I live but the sheet runs out..

Don't know what else to write. Thank you for everything and sorry...

Fighting for your graduation. Success continues!

Salutations...

Raka rubbed her fallen tears without permission. It was fortunate that no one was corridor right now so no one saw Raka who was crying after reading the letter.

Where are you going? Can we meet for the last time? Raka wanted to see the girl's face just once. But it's not possible.

Raka folded the letter back and put it in the pocket of her uniform and then stood back to her original purpose, entering her class.

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Raka is the real sadboy.

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