Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 28: Avoiding

Abandoned by the seat that had been occupied, Angkasa approached Myria. He folded his hands to his chest as wrinkles appeared on his forehead. “Why? Did Mama maksa lo just now?”

Myria shook her head. Actually he refused to talk at this time, but what can be done. He has a purpose to convey. Meeting Space, making Myria remember Erika's behavior. The girl had to fight the tightness in her chest and the berserk pathetic shadow that flashed on her head.

Space goes to bed. He rolled the body over to Myria, then pulled the girl to sit down. His wife screamed, but Angkasa ignored him and stuck his head on his back. The guy asked, “Why do you diem? Really Mama maksa?”

Myria took a strong breath before replying. He must neutralize the heart beat that crazes every touch from Space. Willing to refuse, but Angkasa her husband. Myria must get used to it.

“Myria.”

Every Space calls with such a call, Myria realizes that her husband is being serious. The girl nodded weakly. “No, coke. I thought to myself, I think that's a good thing for us.”

“But we are not doing anything, My.”

“Iya, I know. But make an anticipation. If you don't want to move out of this room, let me just sleep in the lower room. Guest room I first occupied.”

Space attracts the body. He lay on his back, then carried a roll into the embrace. “No need, if you want that, I can sleep in the next room. No need to talk to Mama.”

Since I was looking ahead without even looking at Angkasa, Myria turned her head slightly and nodded. Her husband got up from the bed, then resumed learning activities.

Myria's phone rang. The girl immediately stood up and looked for the rectangular flat object inside the bag. He saw who had contacted him, then breathed a sigh of relief when he found out it was Friska.

Focus of Space is disrupted. He looked at his wife at the side. The study tables of the two people were indeed next to each other, it was just that their schedules were different.

“Yes, Fris.”

Myria's voice caught Space's ear. The man was no longer curious because he knew who had contacted his wife. Space is already on alert if it's Sakti. He had also prepared an act if his best friend was determined to pursue Myria.

“No pa-pa, kok.” Again, Myria answered the question from across. He turned to Angkasa, then gestured to go get a call.

Space nodded. He looked at Myria's departure without any suspicion or curiosity. The young couple agreed not to take privacy from each other. Neither Angkasa nor Myria would have asked if they had not been told.

Gantu the clinking Space phone. The notification of the incoming message made the young man turn his attention from Myria to another place. He pulled his cell phone that had been lying in front of his eyes and read who sent the message.

“Hm, new also I inner lo.” Space mutters itself. He read the message from Sakti for a moment.

“Ka, tomorrow go home school kids playing basketball, come with lo?” The umpteenth time the offer was given Sakti. The young man was never tired and tired of asking the same thing to Angkasa even though he was often rejected.

“Ngak. Males I.” After typing briefly, Angkasa presses the send button.

“There is a High School Child 2, Ka. Seriously not coming?” The Sakti message arrived very quickly. No ten seconds, the reply was already received Space again.

Space takes a breath. His fingers moved nimble typing. “Ngak. I told you not.”

Sakti no longer replied after that. He understood the character of Space which was a little stubborn. Instead of arguing through writing, Sakti relented so that their friendship would last.

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“My, let's see the basketball sparring kids?”

“Basket?”

Friska nodded. He smiled calmly towards Myria. The girl added, “Rather than you glum hold, My. Look at me the same. Our class has the same basketball game High School 2. Children say this activity is just for exclamations so before all the focus of the test, so do not pack the plan.”

“But ...”

“Let me permit you to go to Space.”

Cheers for one class after seeing Friska. His friends thought the girl was making a blatant approach.

“Sabar, Fris, Patience. Class residents are still many.” One student cursed, followed by cie-cie from the other.

“Quiet, Fris, tomorrow still see you!”

“Gercep, Bro. Many rivals are about.” Again, the sound of temptation came from the left-hand corner of the class. As a result, the class that had initially been noisy because of the empty clock, grew rowdy beyond measure. One by one the students were very happy to flirt as if they could get free entertainment.

The hot Space Ears heard their friends. He glared at Friska. “Lo can back up not before I push?”

Friska grinned wide. He backed off and sat back on his bench. While putting two palms on the cheek, the girl whispered, “Kasa, say same nyokap lo if Myria work permit today. I'd like to take him to a basketball game.”

My fellow Angkasa came to. The young man clung to the body of Space to see Friska's face covered. However, it has not been able to catch the conversation, Space has encouraged it.

“Ka.” Friska asked back. He moved his eyebrows up and down to negotiate. No matter how some of the other friends giggled at her behavior, Friska focused only on Space. “Calmine, yes.”

“Please ...” Sometimes bars, sometimes silly, that's Friska. Myria who became his best friend is no stranger to all the behavior of the girl.

“Friska, ah.” already Since then Myria was silent, now she pulled Friska back into a comfortable sitting position. Myria purposely did not see Angkasa in the slightest because she was reluctant to make eye contact let alone physical contact.

The view shifted on the girl right in front of him, Angkasa replied, “Gue permission you watch the children play. But back before magrib.”

“Beres, Ka.” Friska interrupted. He hugged Myria full of happiness after getting a gift.

The students came out when the bell rang. Friska hurriedly pulled Myria who was still stuffing books and other stationery into the bag.

“Iya, break. We pray first too, Fris.”

The bench was again occupied by Friska. The girl leaned to the table. “Iya, too. Yeah, had. Come on, to the musala. Go to the field. We won't get anywhere in front of.”

“Front place is prone to hit the ball. Want you?” Myria chimed in with a fierce tone. He is indeed a little tasteless to go anywhere, but for the sake of pleasing his best friend it is not a problem to stop by for a moment.

“No way, lah, My. Kids play it.” Myria's body was pulled closer, while Friska's eyes glanced at the back bench. “Otherwise Kasa, he long time no play. Try the boy down to the field, guaranteed to win.”

Myria glanced behind. He said nothing more and carried his backpack and stood up. “Come!”

Friska is moving. The two girls left class earlier than usual. Some of the students were still left behind, while yesterday the two went home most recently.

“Ka, don't you go back?” Sakti just appeared and immediately approached. The youth uniform had been changed into a sports shirt. Although not very great, Sakti is quite reliable in the game of basketball. “Or do you want to accept my offer? Widih, will break this later the match if you follow.”

Space stands. The Sakti talks are only considered past winds. The young master of the Literary family left the class because there was no longer any need.

“Woi, Ka!” Sakti shouted in hope of being responded to. But it's no use either. He grumbled in annoyance. “That child always. You think I'm a subtle creature what, Ka? Udah ngoceh, muji-muji lo tetep just not glanced. About what model girl can be a handler for lo.”

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Info:

Sister, starting today the update schedule I changed the night finished tarawih, yes. 8 Or 9 WIB. You can read before you go to bed or not pa-pa tomorrow. I thank you very much that Kaker² is still loyal to My-Ka's partner. Lope pull. ^^^^^^^^^^^