KAFKAS
HE THINKS HARVEST THE FRUIT

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A message notification on Kafka's phone read. Kafka immediately pulled his phone out of his pocket.

The Lion🦁 : How about for my invitation this time? Will a big boss from Waldemarr give his eyes directly? Or to retreat?

Kafka held his cell phone very firmly. "Name*t !!!" his murmur was flat.

All of the students in the class looked directly at Kafka's desk as a result of the young man's call.

"Kafka?" call Bu Berta.

"Emm."

"Should you talk?" ask Ms. Berta again.

"No, ma'am." replied Kafka quietly.

"Oh, I thought you were talking. Yes, please continue again and no noise. You gotit?"

"See Mom!!" exclamation all students of class IPS¹.

Chief Zygmunt already raised the war flag first. That means they are ready to accept the consequences themselves, whether winning or losing is a later affair.If Ali said, "ONE OF US YOU ARE PARALYZED, TEN OF YOU WE FLATTEN. WINNING BUSINESS LATELY, THE IMPORTANT THING IS TO MAINTAIN SELF-ESTEEM. BECAUSE OF SELF-ESTEEM, THE PRICE DIED !!"

"Sorry, do you want war? Is it still the season? We are free kaf, why the hell have to war again." whispered Alta.

"Huuff !!" Kafka took his breath slowly. He did not think of the girl next to him. Where there's a seasonal war, he thinks harvest the fruit.

"Sorry, don't you hear me?"

"Emm,"

"Gue can come? I want to watch you fight."

"Lo guess the colonial era, war !!!" kafka said with great emphasis on the word war.

"Can ya??"

"No !!!"

"Can dong kaf? You are a real handsome."

"No !!!"

"Please??" smiling sweetly towards the kafka, though Kafka did not look, even glanced at it.

"No !!!"

"I want to come, I'm boss of Kaf at home. Others will also follow suit." Alta protested annoyed.

"No, you think you want to watch a big screen movie? If you're bosen, you can go for a walk with Jessie to the mall."

"Gue wants to come with you."

"NO, IF I SAY NO, NO !!! YOU THINK I'M GOING TO MAKE A MOVIE??" bentak Kafka's.

Suddenly, all the netra disciples looked back at the table of the two of them.

"Kafka, Alta?? What are you two doing fussing about?"

"Kafka nih Bu, do not want a.." Alta's voice stopped instantly.

"Can I not lo?" kafka's circus while smothering Alta's mouth.

"There's nothing, ma'am. Alta asked me to cheat."

"Bo..bo..boho.." said Alta rusak. He was only able to glare at Kafka without being able to speak because his mouth was still in silence.

"Empp... Empth...!!" alta had to bite Kafka's finger.

"Aauuwwhh," ringis Kafka quietly. "Sickness, Bangs*t.!!"

"Some, not off. I can't breathe stupid." protested Alta.

"Lo yes,"

"If you two are still fussing, you better go out and leave your replicas at your respective desks. I assume you're done." exclaimed Bu Berta up an octave from the previous speech.

"Don't Mom, we're not done yet." Alta.

Tringgg (beep the bell home)

"Done, or unfinished, please clean your equipment and leave the paper on your table. Then you can go home." said Ms. Berta would not be denied.

"Arga and Maurin can help you?"

"Can't Ma'am"

"Please collect your friends' paper and bring the teacher's armour."

"Good Ma'am" cried Maurin and Arga together.

...****************...

Dusk greets, erodes the blue color in the dominating sky and replaces it with an orange color that spoils the eyes.

Kafka parked his favorite iron horse among a special motorcycle line of an old building flying the Waldemarr Flag of Pride.

Yes, that building is the building that Waldemarr made his headquarters.

Since 15 years ago, it bears witness to the early history of generations of Waldemarr leaders formed up to the present Kafka leadership.

Kafka stretched his legs towards the main gate of the base and sat between Sanz and Ali. Raise one leg and then replace the fire to a cigarette and throw the phone to the table.

"Boss's pants are expensive" Ali said.

Gaishan picked up the phone that Kafka threw. Then, immediately read the message from Leo along with other core members.

"Well crazy, find the dead" cried Aleshaqi.

"It's his name, dig his own grave hole." Ali shook his head in an inexhaustible manner.

"But before that. I want to ask you one thing, boss? Why can Leo ask for both eyeballs on the grounds that you have stolen the view of Luna? Didn't you see Luna one full day yesterday?" Sanz was very curious.

Kafka threw away his half-living cigarette.

Kafka did not answer Sanz's words. Just shrugged his shoulders in response.

"Sial*n lo Kaf, I'm serious. Even your answer is so doang." Kesel Sanz.

"You know what? If yesterday I got interesting facts that will surprise you" said Aleshaqi suddenly.

"What's? What woy." replied Sanz, Ali, and Gaishan compactly. Usually the most accurate information update is Sanz, but this time Aleshaqi is the one who even gets the facts. Thus attracting the attention of all three Waldemarr cores.

"Gue, look at the boss of Waldemarr's gang. He's eating with someone at the seafood alley."

"Well, Waldemarr's boss is our boss, ogeb."

"Girls or guys?" it's Gaishan's turn to go.

"Girl."

"Seriosly?"

"Yes, and you all want to know who the girl is?"

"Who??"

"Waituin huh??" ledek Aleshaqi.

"Anj*ng !!"

"Bang*e. I'm curious about nj*rr."

Aleshaqi laughed happily. "This is the kind of atmosphere I've created. Especially if the atmosphere has provoked a commotion, already the most demen I have."

"Akh, lama lo." cried Ali, roaring Aleshaqi's head.

"Slow, I'll tell you. But don't scramble."

"Cot, spout!"

"The girl, the new kid in our class."

"WHAT'S?" gaishan shouted loudly.

"ALTA??" ali and Sanz cried in shock.

"What boss did Alesh say, if you ate with Alta yesterday?"

"White." replied Kafka casually.

"Huh? What's the story, boss?" ali said, very curious.

"Liar Rame." reply Kafka Origin.

"I'm just a prankster." - timpal Sanz.

Aleshaqi frowned, a sign that he was confused. It was the first time a Kafka had talked about women and even invited them to eat. "Lo's sane, isn't he Boss? No more pain from frustration?"

"Have you really moved the story? Is it because of the continued rejection that is received?"

"But, tumben menggemengin women." asked Gaishan in a slightly seductive tone.

"Sanz is the one." Kafka answered the potluck while busy playing games on his phone.

"Yes, too" Ali and Gaishan scratched at his non-itchy nape. But still, it feels strange.

"Tringgg." reads a message notification from Kafka's phone.

"Singga 🦁 : Don't forget seven o'clock tonight. Not coming, I assume Zygmunt won!!

"Sial*n" infuriated Kafka.

"Why Boss.?"

Kafka threw his phone at the table.

"Oh, that's for me, boss. Not afraid of blisters what an expensive mobile phone."

"Sial*n, the son of Dajjal. It's not that easy to claim that you will win."

"So what, Boss?" gaishan asked after reading the message.

"They're not our level, there's no need to bring all Waldemarr's troops" Kafka said.

They nodded in understanding, "So we accept their challenge?" Noah is making a sound.

KAFKA smiling Devils. "WE'LL TAKE THEIR BANQUET AND GET READY." Kafka's intrusion was firm.