KENZO (Secret High School Marriage)
The other side of Arsy

“Yes Allah, may Naura gapapa,” muttered Arsy with guilt, his eyes were glazed when he saw the state of Naura far from the word, fine.

“Amin,” replies Jesika who is still staring at the departure of the teacher's car that took Naura and Ken to the hospital.

“So what did you guys eat?” asked Clay who had been silent since now finally opened his voice, he immediately looked at Jesika and Arsy.

“Mie cup. And indeed it's shrimp flavor, but only—“

“It's still shrimp!” clay said he breathed his breath violently.

“Really, Clay. I didn't know that Naura had allergies and it could have gotten that way. And also, Naura did not say, even though before cooking earlier I had said, there is only food,” said Arsy so softly with hands that look at each other and squeeze strongly.

“I can't keep waiting here,” Clay muttered so frustrated. He really wants to go to the hospital, but there is only one car, and the group will go home tomorrow morning. It was also impossible for teachers to ruin the events of many disciples just because of one disciple.

“We can be with me!” pekik Arsy arrived, “I'm sure, um I haven't come home!”

"Where are you?" clay asked directly to look at Arsy.

"In Villa. It's not far from here" replied Arsy.

“Alright come.” Clay, Arsy and Jesika, the three of them immediately walked towards the Villa. Just when the three reached the front gate, the car that was riding Mike was about to get out.

“Alhamdulilah,” muttered Arsy smiled widely, “Om!” the squeals hit Mike's car.

“What are you doing here?” mike said clucked, because he thought Chila was back at camp.

“You come together to Jakarta,” replied Arsy quickly, “Ya Om, yes. Plis, Temen Chila was taken to the hospital because of this earlier. So you have to take responsibility!”

“Chila is not kidding, Naura was brought to the hospital because of eating Cup noodles from the kitchen. So now he's taken to the hospital, so our anterine plis makes Naura.” Pinta Arsy cupped her hands together in front of her chin.

“Jeez, game!” mike shouted again and sighed heavily.

Finally, inevitably Mike gives a ride to Arsy and his friends. Of course, with Arsy and Jesika sitting in the back, Clay sits in the front with Mike. Along the way, Arsy continued to tell stories and chatter as usual when with Mike. One circumstance that Clay never expected.

Arsy, whom he has known as a pious, calm and gentle girl. It turns out to have a side to bar-bar’an like Naura. Yes, bar – bar, maybe even Arsy is much more chatty than Naura.

“Chila can not be saved? My head is dizzy!” cetus Mike increasingly clucked annoyed listening to the babble of his nephew.

“From yesterday Chila was also diem, it was just want—“

“Stop Chila, or I'll drop you off here!” threatening Mike makes Arsy immediately sing his lips with annoyance.

“Emang dares to nurunin Chila here? Chila can call Papa or Dad. How?” said Arsy threatening back, to make Mike speechless and relented.

“Gue did not expect, if it turns out that you are a little bewel Ar,” whispered Jesika finally let out a sound.

“What am I carrying? Not a feeling,” said Arsy as if thinking.

“Typical people who don't want to be self-conscious, like that!” satir Mike with his flat face.

“Typical dry kanebo less water too, always flat and threatening!” sindir Arsy.

“Well, if you say this, I agree, the two people in front of us seem to have the same nature,” whispered Jesika, who immediately got a sharp gaze from Clay, “Handering Clay, who, very sensi!” jesika said when she saw Clay's eyes from behind the rearview mirror.