Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 27: Erica is not Human

“Myria!” Erika's shout shocked the two girls in the class. Myria and Friska immediately looked up.

“What's up?” The calm tone Myria could still say to greet Erika. He was not used to being suspicious of people for no reason.

Berberda of patient Myria, Friska had already stepped forward to face Erika. However, not yet reached the target, Friska's hand was already drawn Risti.

“What-what's this? Leasin!” Friska rebelled as Risti dragged her out with great difficulty.

Seeing Friska being treated as such, Myria was about to follow. However, his hand was gripped by Erika. He looked confused. “Why, Rik?”

“Gue need to say the same lo!” There was no friendly and friendly impression from Erika. He stared hatefully at Myria. With a strong pull, the girl sat Myria to the bench, while standing with a waistline. “What did you mean this morning leaving with Kasa?”

Myria's round eyes became more and more rounded. She admitted, this morning was one of the mistakes made for not going down separately from her husband. Mrs Nasita did forbid, as a result the girl did not go down earlier than Angkasa.

“Jawab! You are not denger?” Erika's voice again boomed. He was overcome with anger by the fire of jealousy.

Myria shook her head. “Just by chance, Kasa gives you a ride. No more than that.”

Not satisfied with Myria's answer, Erika smiled wryly. She suddenly grabbed the hijab to make Myria scream. “Lo think I'm bego? The reason you are always the same is if I am!” Erika said so loudly in front of the face. His gaze was as sharp as a blade after sharpening and ready to hurt anyone who touched. “Lo what is the same relationship Angkasa?”

“Detach, Rik!” Myria's tiny hand hit Erika's arm. He tried to be free, but Erika's grip became more painful.

“Enak. I will not release you if you do not get an answer.”

Myria grimaced in pain. He's not a bar like Friska. The only friend was successfully locked up Risti in the next class and lived himself a person who must be good at defending himself.

“Lo mute? Answer!” Erika dark eyes. His entire heart was enveloped in omnipotent anger and wanted to be vented on Myria.

“Woi, release my best friend!” Friska's voice from the next class was heard. There are connecting doors between classes that are often opened during the semester exam. However, unfortunately, when the usual days the door was locked.

The girl continued banging on the connecting door tirelessly as the main door was locked from the outside. Risti. Erika's friend locked by giving a wedge to the door handle so that it could not be opened other than from the front.

“Ignore, Rik,” said Risti casually. He stood at the back watching his best friend teach Myria a lesson. Risti was so proud of Erika's bullying.

“Huh! You see, My? You see your friend who used to be the hero, now can not help. So, what's so hard you just answer my question.”

“Ak–aku really nothing like Angkasa.” Myria's voice was dashed. She had difficulty speaking because she was holding back the pain from her head and neck started to choke as a result of the headscarf being pulled back.

Erika grieves. He stared in disdain and called Risti over. His best friend came and gave him a can of soft drinks.

“Bukain!” Erika ruled with a grinning smile. He held one hand back to receive the gift. “Gue give you a chance once again to say before this soda I flush to your face!”

Myria rebelled. His two hands hit Erika's arm again. However, there is precisely Risti forward and curling from behind. As a result, Myria's movement became more difficult and limited.

“Long time answer, my males!” Brutally, Erika doused a can of soda on Myria's face. Without removing the coveter from the head, he changed to dismantle the bag and take out other items. There was a sauce and soy sauce that was still intact each one bottle, then he spilled the entire contents onto Myria's face in fidelity.

Satisfied with the retaliation given, Erika laughed. “Inget yes, Myria. If you have the guts of Deketin Kasa, at least think who I am and who lo. Some poor girl, orphaned kayak lo it does not pantes the same Kasa. You can go to school, you should be grateful. No need for a lot of style! I can do more than this if you still ngeyel!” Myria's shoulder was pushed by Erika. He and Risti leave the classroom without caring about Friska's whereabouts still locked.

Erika's departure left a wound, Myria was stunned alone. Her shoulders shook violently with one hand grabbing the tip of the hijab to clean the face. After feeling her eyes could see, Myria moved and opened the door for Friska.

“Myria!” Friska hysterical. He hurriedly took his best friend to the toilet. Her tears came to see her best friend's condition was very chaotic.

“I'm sorry, My.” Friska waited while regretting what had happened. He failed to be a friend this time.

Nearly fifteen minutes of Myria inside. She just came out with a wet face and the hijab was not in the form, full of stains from top to bottom because it was worn to wipe. Friska who saw that growled annoyed.

“Emang Erika is not human. We have to aduin this to BK, My.”

Myria. He had a hard time thinking in a bad mood. Facing Erika might not be as easy as it was finished, it could have been Erika desperate and did even crazier things.

“I want to go home.” No response for Friska. Myria decided to go home and calm down first. Whatever happens to him, it becomes a risk because having a husband like Angkasa. It might still be lucky that only Erika is vengeful, but when her relationship status is revealed to one school, it could be that the Angkasa class admirers come to attack.

The school was abandoned by two girls. As long as he walked out, there was no talk. Friska deliberately kept quiet so that Myria could calm down a little. After all, his best friend's mood must have been bad.

“Do you need to change your headscarf first, My? How about going to my house first wear my hijab.”

Friska's words have a point. Myria could not go back to the Space residence with such a sad look. Consecutive questions will definitely be obtained from home people.

“I have enough money, we buy hijab in the store around here aja. Let not be seen passenger transportation also.” After a few minutes of silence, Myria's mouth finally let out words. He stepped up again looking for a shop after getting an agreement from Friska.

***

The digital clock on the phone displays the number 4.45. Sesore that Myria just arrived compared to the previous Space arrived almost an hour ago. He rushed to the room and was lucky not to cross paths with the mother-in-law.

“New home lo?” Busy space on the study table turns the chair. He was about to approach, but Myria first dodged.

“I have not prayed, want to take a shower first,” Myria said without staring at Angkasa. His hands and eyes were busy putting the bag into the study chair, then into the bathroom without talking again.

Space is in place. He looked at his wife's back until it was gone. “Let's go,” he said with an indifferent dedicated shoulder.

Cleaning up and praying was over, Myria prayed for quite a while. He forgot the Space that was in one room because it was too solemn.

“Kasa.”

“Ya?” Stopping the activity of understanding the subject matter, Angkasa turned the chair back and faced Myria who was still folding the prayer mat.

“I want to split room. May I say to Mother tonight?”