Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 31: Can You be Jealous?

“Gue wins.”

The young man glanced sharply, but could not refute as everyone had been witnesses of his defeat. He retreated towards the bag, then reached into the contents and took out the phone. “How many account numbers? I'm transferring now.”

The initial conditions were boisterous, instantly silent. Some teams regret what happened. 15 Million is not a small nominal, but wasted easily because of momentary emotions.

The grin on the lips of Space is becoming clearer. The young man said, “Gue does not need money. All I'm asking is to be gentle being a guy. Apologize to them.” The Space index leads to Myria and Friska not joining the middle of the field. All the students looked together.

“Eh, what is this?” Friska. He pulled Myria back step by step, then shouted, “Kasa, you bag I put here!” He threw the bag out of his hand without consent.

The two girls had to leave rather than be the center of attention. Myria came along as her best friend kept pulling out of the field. Not even a foot to the door, one of the men shouted.

Myria stopped, so did Friska. The two turned their bodies, then saw the young man of SMA 2 approaching by running. Behind the young man, there were all the surrounding students.

“Make you both, I'm sorry for almost wreaking you all a shit. Sorry if I did not know myself and did not apologize directly,” said the young man with a clear face. His breath was still stingy because he had not rested at all after the match.

“Ah, no need gini.” Myria did not feel good to see the young man herself, not to mention the surrounding students also paid their full attention. “We don't pa-pa, kok.”

Friska nodded in confirming. His hand grip on Myria was not taken off at all.

“Serious?”

The two girls in front of the young man nodded together.

“Thanks, yes.” The young man's hand extended forward to shake his hand, Friska was about to welcome him with pleasure.

However, not yet touched, Angkasa brushed off the young man's hand. “No need to pack hold hold. They are sorry lo.”

Friska was about to interrupt, but Myria held back and gave the trousers. Myria felt that there was nothing wrong with Angkasa's attitude even though it was actually too rude.

Gales forward rather than the conditions re-heating. Although he did not like Angkasa too much, but the guy did not want to extend his business. It was late afternoon, the energy had also run out, it meant it was time to go home.

“Okay if that's so. All are gone. I am a representative from SMA 2 to say a lot of thanks for this afternoon. If there is still time, sometime change you to SMA 2.”

Sakti advanced first, then did greetings and hug farewell like a man to Galang and the team. Then, the other members did the same.

Cheers adorned the twilight that afternoon, all clapping happily could see an exciting match. Space that rarely smiled, unconsciously did his rare attitude.

“Okay, Guys.” Sakti spoke while clapping his hands once, the furore stopped instantly. “Because our team won and I again seneng this afternoon see my friend play, I treat all meatballs tomorrow in the cafeteria break.”

The announcement from Sakti further broke the situation. Everyone was screaming. Starting from the underclassmen to Risti though. The girl certainly admired Sakti more.

Different from Risti who was excited, Erika's attention was centered on Myria. The girl's gaze did not want to move because Angkasa was beside Myria. In fact, the guy who became the goal of changing schools was standing too attached to make Erika's heart hot.

The activity closed a big thank you by Sakti. The young man gave a warning to disperse and immediately go home. However, in fact, what happened was not in accordance with the direction, which there were younger siblings busy crowding Angkasa asking to take pictures.

Friska sighed at the purity of the other students. He then grabbed Myria's hand and was invited home. “Ajalah than see Gauze spread charm.”

Myria didn't mind. He nodded and turned his body. After all, he was unlikely to expel the students near Angkasa or his actions would be a boomerang for himself.

Just 90 degrees Myria's body shifted, one hand felt held by someone. Myria looked back.

“My, I anter home.” Smile on the lips Sakti. Besides being in a happy mood due to the victory, she was also happy that Myria was present during the match.

“Lo can be with my gang kids, Fris.”

“Ogah!” The girl in the square veil answered indifferently, then rushed back to take her best friend away.

No matter how hard Sakti tries, it will always be hindered by Friska. Myria who is not as chatty as her best friend is more silent and allows Friska to be a protector.

“Strouble really if there is a guard.” The body that was originally strong and full of energy, is now limp. Sakti's shoulders like being held by a monkey to make his shoulders slump. He walked gontai take the bag, then went off the field without caring Angkasa who was still busy with fans.

The sun sank perfectly when Myria arrived home. Madam Nasita descended from the stairs immediately smiling in welcome. Myria explained the reason for the delay in returning home, the woman in the brown dress understood.

“Kasa also came home late?”

Myria nodded. She knew her husband had not yet returned. “Maybe got stuck, Bun.”

“Yes, it's okay. You can clean yourself, soon magrib.”

No longer any conversation, Myria sauntered into the room. He had to take a shower immediately because his body felt so dirty all day.

Out of the bathroom, the girl was shocked by the appearance of Space. The bathroom door had just opened, a bag of crackles was already hanging in front of the face.

“Kasa.” Myria retreated as she pressed the towel in her hand, while her husband chuckled.

“Agrets lo?”

“What is your question important?” Left Angkasa just like that, Myria headed to the dresser to take care of her hair and face.

The young man in the high school uniform was trailing. “Take this before melting.”

From the conversation, Myria could already guess if the contents of the crackle bag were ice cream. Because her husband likes to consume it, without realizing he also often eat ice cream as well.

Hands out ahead. Myria accepted the gift of Space without asking anything. However, her husband asked, “Sakti nyamperin lo?”

“Nothing. Nawarin a ride home earlier.”

“Lo back with him?”

While eating, Myria shook her head. “Back home Friska. Where might be the same Sakti.”

“Gue no ridha lo deket other guys,” said Angkasa tho the point.

Myria's eyeballs moved upwards looking at Space. The girl nodded and continued eating. “I know my obligation, really. How about you?”

Space movement stopped. He looked at his wife deeply. The guy's mind was spinning, why was Myria suddenly like this. “Gue is wrong, My?”

Half the ice cream cone was devoured by Myria. The girl folded her lips in hesitation to speak. Should he have said about the bullying he experienced yesterday? Should he also admit if he is not comfortable when Angkasa is surrounded by other students?

Oh my God, do I deserve to be jealous?

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