
Rana squeezed the edges of her school skirt, to hold the hand so as not to do violence first. He has no intention at all to bribe Mr. Kusma. All he did last night was obey his parents. And as for the brawls, should they bully him like this?
"Will find the Ark of all else. You read it, Ra! Don't be stupid first. Especially just because Arka wants to lead the brawl to fight against the former lo. He's just a cassian. And maybe, because he doesn't like it if his territory is disturbed," Marsha's lick is endless.
Rana clenched her lips tightly. It seems like this girl in front of him really likes spicy food. I want it to feel like he crammed tons of chili in the market into the mouth of this girl's lemes. So that dower all of you.
"Why diem? More introspection, huh?" marsha asked, starting to be satisfied because she thought she had managed to corner Rana.
"Who else is introspection? Another man farts. Watch out! I'm going out. If you guys still want to destroy me, I have to get rid of my biological weapons" said Rana with a loud voice, then it passed indifferently and forcefully passed through a group of girls who filled the street area to the toilet.
"By!" Already far away Rana stepped, suddenly Marsha shouted her name again. Although lazy, the girl still stopped her steps, did not forget to turn her body, looking at Marsha and her horde of babu-babu. Life is full of tests.
"Lo don't be so happy first Arka wants to give you a chance to make him deketin. He doesn't like pretty girls!" marsha shouted sounding confident in what she said.
Rana was silent for a moment. His face seemed confused as to what to express.
"Ciee .. suddenly muji!" rana then chuckled. Then, nonchalantly turn the body and continue the steps. Some weird. What did he say? Arka doesn't like pretty girls? Arka's gay, huh?
Returning from the toilet, Rana immediately returned to her class. And it turns out the clock has arrived. He saw his friends walking in the opposite direction to him.
"Gaes!!" the girl waved her hands, running around to her three friends.
"Buckoo! Elo defecate or a boulder?!" seloroh Vira, thrusting the bag at Rana.
"Hehehe," prenges Rana received her bag. "And I said that. My stomach is in a tsunami. Fortunately, there were no casualties." The girl then wore her original bag.
"Eh, BTW, Rey, tumben didn't bring a car?" ask Vira while walking towards the parking lot of Tunas Bangsa High School.
"Yesterday my malem mergokin Bokap cheated, I kept slapping, cheating," I Rena sound lightly said it.
"What?!" Vira slips.
"Rey," Nada was also surprised.
"How can you tell me?" tanya Rana then moved her lower lip.
"Sir papa. Relax, I'm ordinary." Rena displays a smile as logowo as possible
"Rome ...." Suddenly, Rana hugged her friend. Makes the hugged somewhat jerky.
"Where is not good, if invited to vent? Why not talk to Rana?" ask the girl without taking off her arms.
Hearing her friend's innocent question, Rena's smile expanded. "Enaak. It's good to lose the jengkol of elo's favorite even."
Rana let go of her embrace. "Anything should be a story lo yes .... Don't beat it yourself up!" he said then pursed his lips. Not realizing that the advice was worth it to himself.
"Yes, yes," said Rena then menoel cheek Rana.
"Hehehe," Rana grimaced. Most watching Korean dramas can actually lead to a life full of drama.
While walking to the parking lot, Rena also told all *****bizarre incident last night. Not to forget also the slaps and words of his father that hurt.
"So that. And Gaes, it seems that for the next we can not go home together," said Rena ended the story.
"Yeah, don't yell dong. I want to change Rena for ante-pick up, but bokap definitely not get it. Very worried if I will run," explained Vira limp.
"Otherwise me. Make a new path, yes." Rana's limp too.
"Yes, no problem. Go on, you go home what's up now, Rey?" ask Vira later.
" I'll take a taxi online. If lo?" rena answered and asked back.
"Name ...." Just as Vira was about to answer, suddenly her name was shouted by a guy.
"The spir! Viras!!" the boy shouted from the school gate. He looks so excited with his big smile.
Vira smiled in response, then waved her hands gracefully once.
"Who is it, Vir? Not my stranger," Rana suddenly kepo.
"Reza's. The Children of SMK Karya Nusantara. One gang ama ex lo," explained Vira smiling show off.
"New retirement?" Rena is also curious.
"Hehehe, yes," his prenges without sin.
"Kirain has been converted," Nada also spoke up, considering that Vira has improved with Brother Zein.
"A true player is a penitent" said Vira then flicked her beautiful hair. "Gue is the same. How'd you guys?" tanyanya.
"So in the toilet I've been calling Mr. Budi," said Rana as is.
"Lo crazy, Ra! I suspect you're not just a nelfon in the toilet room. Scroll Tik-tok, scroll IG. Uh, don't-don't you watch drakor too. Very old pantesan," said Vira at length.
"Hehehe," Rana simply responded with a whimper of her flagship. "Nad, how do you come with me?" ask Rana on Nada later.
"May, Ra," said Nada.
Soon, they arrived at the parking lot. Vira who had been picked up also bid farewell to his friends.
"Ba-bay!" he waved, then got into Reza's luxury car.
Rena, Nada, and Rana.
Rana's smile expands looking at Arka's KLX motor. Without a second thought, he stepped closer to the bike. Take out a paper that has been formed into a heart shape from his pocket. Then just put it on the Arka motorbike. His smile was so sincere. There was a hard-to-explain beat flowing down on his heart. And he always liked that beat.
"Hi, gaes!" arsya's greeting caught the attention. The guy wearing a jeans jacket was already on his motorcycle.
Rena simply responded with an irritated smile, then turned away a lazy face. While Nada only looks at a glance, then turns his face as well.
"Diih ... Pretty-beautiful judges very, Neng!" seloroh Arsya while removing his motorbike from the parking lot.
Crick, krik....
There's no response.
"Eh, I see ... You don't have a car, Rey?" ask Arsya not kapok. Yes it is not kapok, there is a tone that lopped.
"Sir" ketus Rena.
"Nad, go with me yuk!" invite Arsya straight. It has managed to save the bike from the siege of other motors.