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No stranger to Kafka Aefar Keizkara. Whatever is concerned with the young man, it will definitely be the center of attention and the hottest topic for the Lantern Nation students. Examples are like now, this. Kafka's arrival with Alta this morning made some girls stare in envy.
Many new assumptions are created, especially because the state of Kafka's face is still slightly visible some scratches wound. But they were still them, Kafka with his indifference and coldness, while Alta with a sense of barbaric indifference instead walked deliberately holding Kafka's hand while throwing his typical babble from the parking lot leading to the stairs aisle for class. It felt like the world belonged to both of them and the other was just a meaningless shadow or a contract on this earth.
"Nj*r, the same red carpet title grabbing the marching band trumpet in the sausage room" said Ali told his passing underclassman.
"Make what?" ask Cherry who this time also went with Sanz.
"To welcome the prince to his queen Waldemarr. tuh, behind us." said Ali made Cherry look back.
Alta let out a faint sigh when she heard Ali's words and slackened her eyes towards the three classmates. "Diem deh, don't be weird lo, Li."
"Sorry Bang, this is so don't take the trumpet?"
"Ye the gobl*k, I joked about that. Take your responsiveness seriously. Kaga need to, lo walk again dah Sono." flicked his hand expel.
"Well, whoa, bad lo emang. Ngerjain son of aja lo, have been told to continue now in expulsion." Alta.
"Tau lo kaga is in charge." - Timpal Cherry.
As the five of them walked up the steps one by one with Ali who helped Kafka walk up the stairs. Arriving on the third floor they again became the center of attention of 12th grade IPA and other IPS children who they passed because of their class location in the corner area of the school.
"Njir, I feel like an artist." Narcissist Cherry.
"Don't geer lo. They saw Alta who was busy with Kafka's hands, not lo!"
"Oh my God, it could not be Li lo did not destroy just me for a moment."
"Lagian lo can not be different what their center of attention is adoring what natap do not like."
"All I see is that they look at Alta with a look of dislike" replied Cherry.
"Well, that's you know."
"Jeez Al, from now on you have to be ready for mental steel if you become Kafka's girlfriend."
"More, Al. Lo cuekin only those who do not like to see your togetherness with Kafka. Let alone their sneers behind you, consider it a wind ago." Ali said.
"Yes, you will not be able to cover their mouths with both hands, but you can cover both ears using two hands that you have. So stop hearing the words of those who can only envy. Not really Li?"
"Ep,"
"Resiko became the boyfriend of the most wanted mah guy, um that is" said Sanz chimed in.
"My girl already has her own bekel to face those who do not like. Without you telling him also mentally was more than steel." now said Kafka who had just been silent.
"My girl doesn't, Li." nyinyir sanz, make Kafka a little boyish head Sanz slowly.
"Because lo kaf, I agree this time with you. That girl lo is more than mental steel. His mental form is already mental ODGJ, who do not have veins of shame."
CHERRY, BRENGS*K AND CHERR. MOUTH LO JAHAN*M IF YOU HAVE TO TALK." cried Alta echoed loudly, making the ears of three men who were on the deck Alta became a pengang and compactly they immediately closed their eardrums.
Cherry was already laughing out loud, running small first into the classroom.
A few minutes later, Kafka, Alta, Ali and Sanz entered the class.
"Hem, ' '" he answered while sitting down.
"Kaf, I need the same discussion as the core boys "Gaishan and Aleshaqi walk towards the Kafka bench.
Kafka responded to Gaishan's words with a small nod. "Lo schedule it back to school."
"OK to kaf"
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The large motorbike roar, now filled the hearing of Gaishan and several Waldemarr Members who were now gathering in the central room in their headquarters. While the curious Gaishan heard the roar of an unfamiliar motorbike, he now stepped out of the headquarters to see it.
"Withey, who else did you bring?" asked Gaishan who saw Kafka coming down and opened his helmet.
"Marmut" is the name for the Ducati Leggera sport bike that Kafka carries.
"Marmots? That's Lo's motor?"
"Em, that cute Red guy!"
"Anj*ng, his name again. The black lo museumin?"
"No, she's still getting her treatment. There is no way he I museumin, my case is a motorcycle" said Kafka, patting Gaishan on the shoulder. "Come"
Gaishan responded to the kafka's call by nodding, then they walked into the Headquarters.
"Call Ali, Sanz with Aleshaqi, we have a discussion in the meeting room" he said, stepping into the meeting room. It was followed by Gaishan who stepped into the back room of the headquarters to call Ali, Sanz, and Aleshaqi for a discussion.
The first step towards Ali who was playing the billyard with some ordinary members. He then patted Ali on the shoulder and encoded it using his eyes and chin as usual. Ali who saw the Gaishan call code immediately understood and stopped.
"Nextin," cried Ali gave his play cue stick billboard to Earth.
While Gaishan continued to look for the whereabouts of Sanz and Aleshaqi that were not in every corner of the Headquarters room, "Where is Sanz and Aleshaqi, Bang?" ask Bang Flo who was sitting while sipping a cup of black coffee with the Ocean.
"Gue saw Sanz in the same physical training room as Jo if I hadn't seen Gaish!" answer Bang Flo. "Lo see Aleshaqi isn't Sam?"
"Again watching Bang's play on Rooftop rehearsal room."
"Watch the drakor what else is the child? The feeling of all the latest drakor this year he's been watching."
Gaishan nodded in understanding, "Ok Bang, thank you." His legs were now off to the training room to meet Aleshaqi and Sanz. Arriving there he immediately shouted at Aleshaqi. "Alsh, get down lo"
"Why Gaish?"
"Call, to the meeting room don't forget to take Sanz in the practice room. Don't be long, you've been waiting with Kafka."
"Seriously lo? Who's the kid here?"
"ALONE, CEPETAN NJ*NG!" gaishan shouted past leaving Aleshaqi.
"okay!!"
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