My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
RAMAH-NARA: ADU JOTOS

"Alhamdulillah is better, maybe even more can go home. "

"Alhamdulillah, thank goodness that's it."

It had been 15 minutes since their chatter and the sunlight that highlighted the earth was getting hotter, Nara's sweat came back soaking down her ayu face, she turned her head to the side, seeing Rama who was even hotter than Nara.

"Why, hot huh?" ask Rama. It is undeniable, now the body of Rama can no longer dispel the sunlight.

This young man created a breeze soothing his face. Rama blows the wind directly into Nara's face, not to forget he also wiped the sweat on his girl's forehead.

"Thank you" said Nara.

"Sama-sama.." His smile was so shadeier than an umbrella.

Reaching the sweet moment it became a spectacle of students whose classes were near the airy, they smiled and occasionally cheered the gentle behavior of Rama, who was very happy,

"Ekhem! Citcuw!"

Even the teacher who taught them to rebuke them for causing a commotion.

Nara can only escape his tired breath, from now on he must be strong faith and mentally, dating Rama will probably make his days blush and full of debaran also his brain tilted to the left. The first hour of the lesson had already rung, it meant that their punishment was over.

"Yu came in," Rama grabbed Nara's hand, invited her into the classroom.

"Cie! Join together not to say!"

"You want to cross, pa?!"

Nara who had just set her foot into the classroom suddenly gawked and confused when with the excitement of MIPA 3 scrambling to greet him until Rama was left behind Nara.

"Congratulations Nara!" say they are one.

"Welcome to life!"

"Good dizzy, Ra!"

"Welcome to accept fate as the mother of MIPA 3, Ra!"

"Observation !!" rama shouted that interrupted in front of the class. Bayu took one of the benches and pushed it forward so that Rama could be noticed, even Tian had taken the black peci belonging to Fajar and put it on the head of Rama slightly tilted so that the rich bung Karno. Okay-maybe here only Nara-Rama be gentle, admitting a relationship of hate into love, while others? Is it still in the back???

"Basic koplak!" their laughter.

"Conco-conco! Arek-arek! Saderek! Brothers of the faith that I am not proud of, and dangerous spectators!"

"Happy go vlok!" their laughter returned, Nara could only pat the eel with Rama's behavior.

"Yesterday is the anniversary date of me and Nara, ask for do'a blessing from all friends, hopefully our relationship will last to the next level" he said.

"Aamiin O God!!!" answer merrka taut.

Nara just silently watched the absurd behavior of the young man who is now her boyfriend.

"God willing as my eye sign is the same as you guys, go home to school I treat baso mas Nana.!!" pekik Rama's.

"Assiikkk !"said all of them, the class atmosphere became crisp I just laughed while closing my ears because of the noise, Gilang, Bayu and Ridwan to joget-joget ria in front.

But before long their actions must be forcibly disbanded by the teacher who entered the classroom.

"What's this about? Rich abis hajatan?!" ask Bu Yati to be confused.

"Ram canteen !" bring other friends.

"First time!"

"okay!" they put thumbs in the air.

"Ra, break yuk! "pull Mita.

"Can you, to the cafeteria?" tanya Nara put the book in the bag.

"Eh, you should have asked my permission Ta, Nara is now my girlfriend!" said Rama.

"Dihhh possessive.." answered Mita.

"Yuk, manhunt! Want to hang?" now Mita grabs Nara's hand and pulls it, because of Mita's sudden pull, her knee stumbles to the foot of the table, making Nara a little pacified, she forgets her wound this morning.

"Eh, sorry-sorry. Not sick? Because what?" mita asked reflexively bending her head down Nara's knee.

"Ta, slow down! Got yank's bench?" he also looked at Nara's knee, his eyebrows frowned at the blisters on Nara's knee.

"Wait, why is this ?" rama asked Nara to sit down on the bench, then she crouched down in front of him.

"Jatoh was running because it was too late" replied Nara.

"Geez, until jatoh-jatoh not see what road?" ask Mita.

Nara cut off Rama's eye contact on his wound, "it was ah ah it was just a little wound," the girl got up from sitting down.

"Ta, could you please take the same red medicine plaster in the UKS, please?" pinta Rama's

"yes for a moment, I take it first yes," replied Mita who went straight out.

"Ohh, it's just a small wound that rich Ram-meni children have to be in plasterin" he said.

"You're diem!" pinta Rama blew a wound on Nara's knee.

In just 10 minutes, Mita is back.

"Nih Ram, yes I did that myself just to the cafeteria, want nitip no Ra?" ask Mita.

"That's okay, Ta." Nara stared at Mita's departure, but her stomach was hungry because it was just breakfast bread this morning that she could not spend because it was too late.

Patently, Rama treated Nara's wounds, then glued the plaster, "dah finished, so be careful. Don't run around." he said like a father advising his son.

"I guess you didn't eat breakfast this morning?" Nara just nodded without saying.

"That's right! Yeah, you wait here, I buy you a meal."

"Yes," Nara looked at Rama's back which was further away and disappeared from the classroom door goal, leaving Nara alone.

"Nara, baby!"

Nara gasped at someone's call, while looking at the plaster attached to cover her wound. For some reason, their presence as if Nara did not want, like a black shadow that always haunts Nara everywhere, making it uncomfortable, making lazy.

"Hay, "nara's stiff smile is forced.

"Just as honest as we are if you're not going out with that thug?" cecar Inggrid. Nara fell silent without even answering, knowing they must have known about the viral incident this morning.

"Jawab Ra!" snapped Dea was anxious as well seeing Nara just silence. Nara smiled obliquely at the nature of Dea who turned out to dare to snap at him.

"Lo don't accept me because you like him, Ra? Am I wrong?" willy asked, looking at me but his jaw had hardened, looking to hold back upset and disappointed.

"What do you see of him, Ra? We told you, STAY AWAY FROM THEM, Ra!" gibran ruled.

"They're not good for you, Ra---ya God, what else to say we are the same lo," Dea said frustrated.

Nara opened her voice, "what's wrong with being friends with her own classmate? They have been good to me all this time, I have lived! I feel it! His name is Rama, not that thug!" nara replied without emotion or explosiveness, because it was useless to fight - they did not want to lose. So Nara only thought logically, she relented because she felt the wisest and saneest.

Dea grabbed both of Nara's skinny shoulders, "he's not good for you bebs, Willy's much better for you! They're not our level."

"Levels? Since when do humans have a level of social strata, anyways you do not know the dalemnya people you judge? It's all the same in God's eyes" answered Nara.

"Quite bebs, you should immediately end your relationship with him deh, that's also if you still want to cement the same we anyway," said Inggrid threatening. Nara raised her eyebrows next door, when that happened Nara could only be grateful to have been kept away from people like them.

"Lo all is enough?! So get out of here now! Before I scramble and drag you to the hospital?!"

The five people were shocked and saw Rama back with his friends,

"That's afraid of spilling!" he handed a bowl of chicken noodles and a glass of orange to Gilang.

Feeling challenged, Willy went along, "so because of you, Nara rejected me? Stay away from Nara !!!" said Willy pointed at Rama's chest, making the owner glance at Willy's hand that was in his chest.

"Oooooo! That's a finger asked to pass to the cat!" rifal exclaimed in a slanted laugh, for MIPA 3 the Willy gang is just a chick who is often the corn matokin of an eagle, nothing.

With a piercing glare, Rama replied to Willy. Don't know why, Nara saw a different Rama now, maybe this is the other side of Rama, how come the serem?! Nara frowning. Honestly, the appearance of Rama deceives, it deserves the young men in the class of Rifal, Gilang and the buskers with the seabrek tattoo are subject to Rama, or do-don't----------

"Loe's hand! Didn't you lose the same bet as me? And you have to admit defeat loe. Prove that you're not a vegetable chicken, that man is holding his shit!" Rama brushed off Willy's hand.

"Bank sadh!" Willy punched Rama's jaw making everything in the class shocked. Unaccepting, Rama fought back until Willy fell to the floor, beating Rama so hard that the corner of Willy's lips was injured.

Nara stood up and moved towards the two young men. Willy got up and wanted to retaliate but Gibran was arrested, as well as Rama who was detained Bayu. And Vian also Joseph mediated.

"Woyy-woyy! Don't make a fuss here!"

"Hey huh! Don't fight!" pearl Say.

"Hit me Will! You may not have been satisfied with the past!" rama stared intently.

"Because lo pantes dapetin it's Ram! Traitor!" reply Willy no less screech until his neck veins look prominent.

"Enough!" shout Nara.

"You're doing rich little boy--" Nara's eyebrows swooped down staring at Rama and Willy alternately.

"Lo get out now Will!" Nara is completely exhausted of patience.

Willy looked at Rama full of hatred, then turned to look at Nara with a bright and disappointed eyes.

"Ra, you're gonna have to accept him, you're gonna know who he is.."

Staring at Willy who came out of the MIPA 3 class with others, with a bitter look, Nara can see those who now put their dislike to her, then their relationship will be further after this.

"Dahhhhh! Stop by again if you want to fight!" vian.

"The Saravv om Vian!"

"Dissolve! Wrestling is free!" they resumed resting activities that had been delayed due to muscle-fighting advertisements.

Nara sat back on her stool, with a gaze that did not change for a second from the young man who was now taking noodles and orange juice in Gilang's hands.

He sat on Mita's bench, and put the food on the table.

"You're saying layanin she--" said Nara. Rama smiled and tidied his hair, grabbed a fork to roll the noodles, thrust the noodle scroll in front of Nara's mouth, but the girl was still silent.

"Let's not get mad, aaaa--a-aircraft is coming in!"

Nara opened her mouth and devoured it, her eyes still staring at Rama, scrutinizing the entire face of the young man.

"Why? More handsome huh?" ask without sin. Nara looked more and more at the bitch, rubbing the wound that was near the eyes, precisely on the cheekbones.

"You're hurt, Willy's got a ring with a scratch."

"Udah, I have nothing, baby. It's a small wound, "he added.

"Cowok tuh why the hell, if the problem must wear muscle, "ask Nara upset while stroking the jaws and cheeks of Rama, then alternately feed Rama.

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