•ERMY BOYFRIENEMY•

PENCIL & YOU

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(Your name) went into his house, today he passed alone without Iqbaal. (Your name) threw his original bag and sat on the sofa with both eyes fixed on the phone screen, revealing Zidny's short chat that was very nice, and he was very nice, he said he wanted to dance so that when he retired tomorrow he could attract the attention of handsome guys.

(Your name) put his cell phone on his desk, he changed his position to lie down with his eyes slowly closing. The atmosphere was suddenly calm, the vision was dark, but it was able to make him imagine that there was an Iqbaal figure in there, imagining that handsome man really drove him crazy. Before long, the girl appeared making (your name) open her eyes again.

Ouch, Vanesha!!

(Your name) clucked, he rubbed his face rough and twisted his body to face the back of the sofa, his hands hugged the bolster and re-imagined the figure of both. For some reason, he was suddenly afraid of losing Iqbaal. Not only Vanesha, hearing Zidny's words about Steffi also made the burden of his mind increase.

Having a crush that is liked by many people is difficult, but even harder when the girlfriend herself is liked by more than a thousand creatures. Forgive me!

(Your name) bit his lower lip, until when should he wait for Iqbaal to come home? He misses, wants to meet, wants to hug.

(Your name) sighed softly, his sense of regret could be replaced with a very explosive longing. He wanted to be angry, but on the other hand he also wanted to embrace Iqbaal. Confused would.

(Your name) got up from his sleep, carried back his bag and carried his cell phone into the room. Arriving in the room, he put his bag on the study table, sat on the edge of the bed while opening the veil and returning to play his phone.

"Sister.."

(Your name) turned his head, looking at his little sister who came with a pack of rice inside.

"Eat good rice, huh."

"Put it on my sister's desk." Answer (your name) lazily.

"There's a book."

"Move the book is dodol."

According to Fajri, he moved some books to the side (your name) and put the package on the table. Without a word, the child who was still wearing a Kindergarten uniform immediately came out.

(Your name) saw him for a few seconds, then started to lay his body on the bed on his stomach. Shifted some of the books that had been moved by Fajri, until his hand stopped on his journey book. He picked it up and slowly the two corners of his lips lifted into a thin smile.

(Your name) opened a book containing some absurd writings as well as a picture of him with Iqbaal. The first photo is their trip to the Peak, followed to places like Curug, Dufan, Monas, etc. Until the time they study tour to Bali was there.

(Your name) smiled, this was very funny, the times when Iqbaal was still worried about choosing him or Steffi. Yes, Steffi was the girl who had been close to Iqbaal, which made Iqbaal once leave (your name) for Steffi long before they dated. Then Iqbaal came back to vote (your name). Duh, imagine what (your name) it was like?!

(Your name) opened the next page, a photo of them watching a concert from Sheila on 7, where Iqbaal photographed her embracing her and smiling sweetly. Ah, gemash anyway.

The next sheet also has a photo on Iqbaal's 17th birthday yesterday. Photographed it, (your name) laughs by holding the cake while looking at Iqbaal candid with a face annoyed because his face is full of cream. Duh, that's beautiful. If you break up. very dear.

(Your name) scrunched his lips when he saw the next photo where there are 2 photos, Iqbaal's own photo with a grin that makes the man even sweeter. While (your name) put on a face that is not ready to be photographed. What makes the regret is that under the photo Iqbaal wrote like this;;

'Iqbaal is perfect for (your name) the ugly.

Iqbaal repairs the offspring.'

(Your name) turned back the sheet, ouch. (Your name) feels his cheeks blushing now, one sheet contains a photo of Iqbaal hugging him from behind and sticking his cheek on his head (your name). Ah, that's not what makes you blush, but underneath..

(Your name) posed hugging Iqbaal from the side and Iqbaal hugged his neck with one hand, while one of his hands was used to support his chin (your name). Do you know what his style is??? ...

Yeah, they kissed.

(Your name) chuckled at the sight of Iqbaal's handwriting which read;;

'Astaghfirullah, Iqbaal Dhiafakhri'

Thats cute. (Your name) turned back the next sheet, the photo (your name) was candid with Iqbaal, candid (your name) was talking and Iqbaal was watching closely. Again, Iqbaal wrote something there in his disheveled handwriting, like this;;

'Listen to the speech (your name) ulela baby bala-bala love lope in cihuy air **** wet '

(Your name) turned to the side, staring at his ringing phone signifying an incoming call from an unknown person. (Your name) lifted him up and let that man do the talking.

'(Your name) It's I'm Zidny, my number's changed again.'

(Your name) clucked. "Basic jablay replace mulu number."

'The old one has been widespread throughout the universe, I change the number. I bought a card for you, so change the card?'

"No, the eggplant doesn't talk to me anymore."

'Tomorrow to retire with me no nolak event.'

"Gue don't come, it's so bad there's no Iqbaal."

'A little Iqbaal, a little Iqbaal, a lot of bucin!'

"Gue doesn't want ah, I want Iqbaal."

'Iqbaal again cool with Vanesha, you don't bother him dong!'

"Kan, get her mouth pulled."

'Oh yeah, and then Vanesha made another snapgram. He made a screenshot of LINE chat that, but closed his name continues he called 'sister', do not want my souzon.'

"Send try."

'Where do you know, (nam)? I just don't understand.'

"Gue know how to type Iqbaal, I could only know who chattan same Vanesha. What's contents?"

'AFTER BUCIN, AMPE BY APAL *****!! It's just nanyain futsal and there's a little bit of the same emotion lope uhhh.'

"Ih, what the hell?! Send try Zid!"

'Udah erased same Vanesha, just as I saw again no.'

"Nonsense."

'Patience. I'm looking for clothes for tomorrow's pension, bye-bye.'

Tuttt.tutt..

(Your name) clucked, throwing his cell phone away in annoyance. Could it?! It is not yet clear who is meant by Zidny, but why (your name) so scared gini himself?

(Your name) lowered his head, staring at his picture with Iqbaal pouting. Then, hit him right in the face Iqbaal.

"Oh, look out!! Overall hicks!!"

*****

Tonight, (your name) walked out of his home complex to buy a snack, rather than clearly mending nyemil while drakor marathon.

With his long cardigan, (your name) walked towards the pancong seller to buy it. Tonight is only Saturday night, but there are already many anxious couples who are dating around the park not far from his house to make (your name) envious of their making.

(Your name) sitting on a plastic bench when he ordered, his gaze was fixed on a fairly crowded street. (Your name) looked around, nobody he knew, all the average couple of Junior High School kids. Huh, there's-there's just.

"Now, neng."

(Your name) rose up and accepted, after which he returned home. There was nothing interesting along the way, there was only the sight of children hanging out on their motorbikes being modified. (Your name) ignored them, he kept walking down the streets of the complex which could be said not too crowded and not too quiet anyway.

TINN'S..

(Your name) gasped in shock, he spontaneously stepped aside and immediately grabbed his chest.

"Ih, nga— loh?" Saying (your name) is even more shocked when you see who is on the bike.

"Kok lo here anyway?" Tanya (your name) is confused.

"Where should Emang be? In-bottle camera? I am a genie."

(Your name) still does not believe, he screeched. "For what?"

"What the hell, (nam). Weird lo."

(Your name) patted the guy on the cheek, then squealed. "Yes' support?"

"How's talk? How weird to be a person."

"Say you're a week, it's not been a week. Lo boongin me huh, baal?!" Cerocos (your name) to cover his pleasure, and finally Iqbaal is in sight.

Iqbaal, the man now in front of him. The successful man made her cringe these few days, the man who made her fall out of the fog, the man she missed so much, the man who scared her half to death.

"Gue went a few days you must have been angry with me because of one thing," said Iqbaal guessing.

(Your name) was silent for a moment, then put on his sour face which made Iqbaal chuckle a little.

"Here, up."

(Your name) is still putting on his sour face. "Just go, deket."

"Where are you going?"

"Home right?" Tanya (your name) is back.

Iqbaal. "Kok at home anyway?"

"His first?"

"Losing time with Junior High." Iqbaal said as his eyes glanced at a pair of Junior High School children not far from where they sat on the motorbike by embracing each other.

(Your name) went the extra mile to hold back his smile, remember, he was angry at Iqbaal. (Your name) took a deep breath.

"Udah malem, retire tomorrow."

"You, I'm coming too." Answer Iqbaal.

(Your name) rolled both his eyes lazy. "You want what the hell?"

"You answered all your questions."

(Your name) was silent for a few seconds, then it was screeching. "Gue is nothing, not clear."

"Non-mouth, but the same heart of the brain?"

"Not really."

"Yaudah kek street, why the hell not sensitive, bego." Iqbaal said to himself.

"Gue also want to walk, you why do I make sure I ride a motorcycle? You're the bego!" The law (your name) is also bad.

"Tololol really, I mean let's make a way to combine love on a beautiful night of love."

"Lebay. I want to eat, laper."

"Geez, come on, rather than me walk with another girl later get angry— eh, already angry huh?"

"Bacot, go away no matter what. Want the same girl I don't take care of." Reply (your name).

Iqbaal chuckles, "(nam), my gosh."

"You guys go there and the new scourge, don't care."

Iqbaal sneered, he pulled on the arm (your name) as the girl wanted to leave before him. Iqbaal gave his cynical look, "Neither! I kiss you."

(Your name) also gives a super sharp look. "No, first thing I get in his mouth!"

"Pocket."

"No, don't make it!"

Iqbaal. "Well it's rude first huh?"

(Your name) grunting. "Again, don't make it possible? My males are the same, already there take care of the first dedek-dedek gemes lo!"

"Which "deek is it? You like nothing - there are only 5 days not met, no news, people are very happy, not jealous jealousy. Strange lo," Dumel Iqbaal sulks.

"Who's that news? Not me."

"I know, I said. Instead I came, want me to tell, then come with me let's go ginian aja ginian aja should be extended.." Iqbaal murmured in frustration.

(Your name) pursed his lips as he stared in another direction, sulking apparently this girl.

"Come, baby. I'm not gonna do anything, just walk alone, I miss you." Soft Iqbaal speech, soft delay. He holds one hand (your name).

(Your name) looked at him lazily. Still selling expensive even though in fact he wants to go straight up on the bike and hug Iqbaal from behind with a gust of night wind.

"What do you want (your name) to carry a motorcycle? Please.." Iqbaal added when he did not get any answers from his girl.

"Jude, I don't want to take the bike later you freak again." Reject (your name) directly onto the Iqbaal bike.

Iqbaal smile. "No, one macem doang."

"Where are you going?"

"You eat, you go to the store." Iqbaal replied, the man immediately started his motorcycle to leave the complex of the house (your name).

(Your name) keep quiet, Iqbaal too. They both focus on their respective activities, Iqbaal who drives, while (your name) silence and eat the pancong he bought earlier.

A few minutes away, they finally arrived at their grocery store. Both of them enter there which is quite crowded filled by teenagers their age.

"Eh, baal, (nam)." Greet someone who patted Iqbaal on the shoulder, then turned to the side to smile at (your name).

"Eh, Shaf." Reply Iqbaal with a small smile and (your name) as well.

"Well, you're home anyway? Which half?" Ask Shafa.

"Well, you guys are coming to me." Answer Iqbaal origin.

"Ish, you pull it out? Tumben really pull out of futsal, usually the most spirit."

"Ah, lo crazy." Short Iqbaal reply.

"Yaudah, I first ah. Byeh.." Shafa goes out with a girl friend. (Your name) looked at him in surprise, Bastian hasn't come home yet? Continue Iqbaal?

"Come on, don't look at the mulu." Invite Iqbaal to pull the arm (your name) to sit on a bench that is there.

"Baal, what's the matter?" Tanya (your name).

Iqbaal smiled, he slowly scrambled the top of his head (your name). "Pesen first huh? Laperr."

(Your name) just nod. "Whatever, but I'm not."

"So he said laper."

"Not so, already snacked pancong earlier."

Iqbaal grunting. "Jude, what do you want?"

"Brain-brain mixed potatoes."

Iqbaal got up from his seat and went to order, (your name) grinning he saw on their empty table. Usually Iqbaal always put his phone on the table, what is brought? Oh, or scared (your name) check and see his chat with Vanesha? Start with negative thinking.

(Your name) was still silent, staring at Iqbaal who came back to him. However, just a few steps, someone again greeted Iqbaal with a sweet smile and reply Iqbaal thin smile, they both chatted for a while before Iqbaal actually came back and sat beside him.

"What's? More angry for sure." Guess Iqbaal who can read the facial features of the jutek (your name).

"Kok there's Steffi anyway?"

"It's a public tavern, anyone can come here." Answer Iqbaal.

"Yes, baal. You guys making a pact?"

Iqbaal immediately turned his head, his hands raised to rub the temple (your name). "Waste away his negative thoughts dong, ah." Iqbaal.

(Your name) chuckled little, he brushed off Iqbaal's hand and looked at the man as if. "Just ask me."

"The question is strange."

"Yaudah, what story did you want? The story is all, why can there be no news 3 days continue to come suddenly when it was said Shafa Bastian has not returned home. There's apa—"

"What do you want my story to be a bad guy?" Tanya Iqbaal cut.

(Your name) little throats. "Jude, story."

"Where are you, confused." Iqbaal muttered scratching his non-itchy nape.

"Why can't there be news? Why are all sosmeds inactive? Others can open the phone for a while." Say (your name) fishing.

"Well, my phone's slamming, it's constantly broken."

"Couldn't you? Why don't you tell me? Tell the cake through Gusti's phone or Kipe, Bastian that, I'm right...." (Your name) hung up his words, honestly he was ashamed to say this.

"Worry." Mumbled slowly.

Iqbaal smiled, he took one arm (your name) and held it, then put it on his thigh.

"Gue there's another problem with Jafar, the son of a bitch act again. I'm not strong, I keep making noise again and Mr. Hadi punish me, he grumpy me. I didn't accept it and I chose to back off, I left. There, I stayed for a while with my friends whose house is in Bogor. My emotions are not stable, I am the same emotion everyone at that time, but I do not want to connect you are afraid you get it too. I told Bastian too and yes, he also helped me to send me to my house in Bogor."

(Your name) was silent, he just stared at his arm held by Iqbaal, his ear heard all the words of Iqbaal which made him instantly haunted by guilt.

"But you took a photo with Vanesha, right?" Tanya (your name) instantly still in an annoyed tone however, somewhat diminished.

"That was the time there and he took the photo, not me. I can't refuse, it's pretty."

(Your name) clucked, he pulled his hand with a slash and used to hit Iqbaal's arm, the man's response only chuckled.

"Kok you know?"

"Vanesha makes snapgram tau, it's 'excitement, sister' ew!"

Iqbaal. "Emang yes?"

"Yes. Seneng right lo?! Bummer."

Iqbaal. Before long, their orders came. Iqbaal immediately ate his food with a lot of saos.

"Later to have stomach pains." Saying (your name).

"No."

(Your name) did not invite Iqbaal to speak, he told Iqbaal to spend it first. Both eyeballs (your name) slightly glanced at Steffi who kept staring at his desk and immediately showed a cynical face when (your name) glanced at him.

(Your name) grunts slowly. Then, he saw Iqbaal who was sucking drinks after finishing his meal.

"Steffi's got a girlfriend yet, baal?"

"Jombo." Answer Iqbaal relax.

Duh, danger.

"Tomorrow to go to retirement at what time?" Tanya Iqbaal looked at her while wiping her mouth with a tissue.

"Start at 9. Wanna?"

"Never be hot today."

"Jude."

(Your name) glanced at the wall clock, then again accidentally glanced at Steffi who was eating snacks and occasionally looked at Iqbaal. Uhh!

"Baal, come on ah. I still have business" said (your name).

"Come home?"

"Yes, sleepy. Tomorrow again, tomorrow will also go to school." Answer (your name) who rose from his seat, followed by Iqbaal.

"Gue pay first."

(Your name) walked out, waiting for Iqbaal on the man's bike. (Your name) narrowed his eyes when he saw Iqbaal standing at the checkout table, Steffi suddenly came and patted Iqbaal on the shoulder again, inviting the man to talk and joke.

(Your name) clucked violently, his hands clenched preparing to punch Steffi. Why is that girl so cool?! Basic chilli.

(Your name) pursed his lips. "Gue makes ugly all Iqbaal so no one likes it. Watch out!!"

*****

Today, (your name) is neat with a long-handed shirt combined with a thigh-length jeans skirt. Her hair is still bundled(?) with a towel, she walked towards the dressing table to beautify herself.

(Your name) smeared the powder on his face that was actually white without having to wear anything, then he took out an eyelash curler preparing to make his long lashes to be pliable.

Cklek..

"(Your name)!!"

"It's very exciting." Saying (your name) without looking, the reflection of a girl in the mirror is clear enough to show who the girl is.

"Bego's. Who do you want to feel like?" Tanya (your name) condemns Zidny's stupidity.

"Sama lo, you bring the cake motor." Say Zidny as good as he can and immediately pull the chair beside (your name).

"Gue equals Iqbaal."

"Well, did you come home?" Ask Zidny.

"Udah, when I meet."

"Ah, ***. Who am dong? Napa bread," Pinta Zidny seizes the powder (your name) for her use.

"Ish, no!" Reject (your name) circus.

"Drawn doang. I'm in the middle, in front of my gapapa also adlas."

"Yeuu! Tell me howl, tell me to pick you up at my house." Say (your name).

"Crazy." Mumbled Zidny who clapped the powder on his face that was actually white.

(Your name) was crying, he walked out of his room to prepare the shoes he would wear later. He opened the main door of his house, Zidny emang from nyelonong just enter until the door is not closed tightly. (Your name) took out the white sneakers, he sat on the bench holding his shoes. It seems like it should be cleaned first because it is a little dusty.

(Your name) take a small lap and start cleaning it. A few minutes, until a motorbike came and stopped in front of his house.

"(Your name), tell me who's at your house?" Asked the person who hurriedly got off the motorbike and removed the motor key, he opened the shoe in a quick and original motion.

"Nothing, there's Zidny doang."

"You peed." The guy goes straight inside by throwing his motorcycle keys in the direction (your name). The girl clucked, she took the keys to her bike and put them on the side table.

He didn't care, he cleaned his shoes. When he finished, he then put his shoelaces up and put them down when he was done installing.

"Huh, relieved.."

(Your name) looked up. "Why the hell if you never relax, there's just for sure."

"Natural calls, can't be denied." Answer the man who rested his body on the door.

"Baal, please put this on top." Say (your name) handed over the little cloth earlier.

Iqbaal picked it up and put it on a small cupboard attached to a shoe rack. "Bogel very lo, ginian aja not nyampe."

"Whispering." Say (your name) that goes inside, followed by Iqbaal as well.

"(Your name) which make-up box?" Shouted Zidny from inside the room.

(Your name) clucked, he opened the door of his room wide. "Over the closet."

"Where'd you take it? Very tall," said Zidny looking at him.

"Get the bench."

"Let's fall."

"That's so bad for Bambang!" Excite Iqbaal who stands behind (your name).

Zidny. "Well, there's Iqbaal. Please take dong, you're tall."

Iqbaal. "Take it yourself, it's got 2 hands 2 feet, no deformities."

"Bangke!" Grunts Zidny, he inevitably pulled a bench and went up there to pick up a pink box.

(Your name) opened the towel on his head, stuck it in front of the bathroom door. He walked towards the dressing table that was available make-up box that Zidny had taken earlier. They were both busy dressing up, while Iqbaal was aware of lying his body on his stomach on the bed. Both of his hands are also already holding the mobile phone (your name).

(Your name) glanced at him for a moment, fortunately all chat and phone related to Devano he had removed. After all, Iqbaal also plays the most games on his phone, 11 12 with Fajri if he has a hold of his phone must play games.

It's been over 10 minutes, (your name) taste enough to apply makeup. (Your name) took the catokan and brought it near Iqbaal. He plugged it beside the bed so that he could sit on the edge of the bed close to Iqbaal who was too cool with the communication device.

"Abidzar tell me to come here, baal."

Iqbaal turned, "Who are you? He must've picked up the girl."

"Who's the cake, that's Zidny there's no slingshot."

Iqbaal turned towards Zidny. "Nyusahin is lo Zid!"

"What the hell!" Zidny replied without looking.

"Have om-om you pick me up."

"What do I jablay have om-om?!" Sewot.

"***** lo."

"Did, dog!!" Upset Zidny stared at the sharp cynical Iqbaal.

Iqbaal did not answer again, he focused on the game. He slightly shifted and put his head on the thigh (your name) who was busy dabbing conscious hair.

"Keep now you don't have a cell phone?" Tanya (your name) looked down, looking at Iqbaal whose eyes seemed to be focused.

"No."

"Sampe when?"

"Sampe buy new."

"You know, when?"

"Don't know."

Done it. (Your name) pull the plug and roll it, leave it on for a while because it's still hot enough.

"(Nam)—

"Revelation."

"Oh, hot." Iqbaal spontaneously rose from his sleep by holding his forehead. (Your name) wanted to laugh but seeing Iqbaal in pain, he bit his lower lip to hold the laugh.

"Sickness.." Iqbaal rubbed his forehead.

(Your name) put the catokan on the nightstand, he chuckled crisply and pulled Iqbaal's hand to see if the man's forehead was hurt or not.

"Iqbaal, sorry. But it can't be done anyway." Saying (your name).

Iqbaal smirked his lips in anxiety, he rubbed his forehead which looked slightly red. (Your name) was anxious, he pulled Iqbaal into his arms, rubbing the man's head which was silent.

Zidny screeched at the sight from the glass. He stroked his chest softly, "Prophe Zid, don't be hurt.." he murmured.

(Your name) took it off, cupped Iqbaal's cheek and brushed off Iqbaal's bangs. "It's red, it can't be eroded."

"Small ah to go" said Iqbaal BT.

(Your name) chuckled, pinching the base of Iqbaal's nose for a moment. "Police a little bit first let it be beautiful."

"Make it easy."

"less."

"What's so beautiful for? Who is Dandan for?"

"Dih, what the hell. I have to dance, because........" Saying (your name) hanging.

"Because?"

"My opponent is heavy."

Iqbaal clucked, he put on his BT face. "What the hell."

"Not yet that, uh already added another first-class sister."

Iqbaal put on his flat face. "Lo crazy huh? Rivals from where? I own your property."

(Your name) bergidig. "Whispering."

"It's weird, it's pretty, too. Lo same them if lined also equally beautiful, although look forward to Steffi dikit— dikit doang."

(Your name) cleared. "Yes, pretty. Semalem have seen, more beautiful than before even."

"Yes, the more perfect."

(Your name) was silent, he put his cell phone and wallet in his little bag. Then, drain. He walked towards Zidny and put the liptint in there.

"Come, I've got someone to pick me up." Said Zidny getting up from walking out before draping his bag.

Iqbaal got up too, he walked out. (Your name) clucked, he also came out with an annoyed face and closed the door to his room.

Iqbaal smiled looking at the face (your name) is very jutek, he poked the chin of the girl made the girl turn towards him with a flat look. However, the response was only a small chuckle while walking first to prepare the motor.

"What the hell, not clear."

*****

(Your name) and Iqbaal walked into a crowded school by sisters and upperclassmen dressed up quite diverse, some natural, medium, and medok. (Your name) looked at them all flatly, no smile adorning when the smile of her beauty aura increased a thousandfold. Iqbaal beside him just smiled faintly at some people who greeted him and ber-tos style men only.

(Your name) feels this pension is quite crowded from before. (Your name) did not expect this enthusiastic slave from the schoolgirl, nor did he see any sign of Zidny coming. Ah, mode first for sure.

"Bad."

(Your name) and Iqbaal were silent at the same place when the voice of the girl called him— called Iqbaal.

Iqbaal. "Come, Steff? How come you're here?"

"Almost briefly doang, there's a similar business teacher here. Oh yes, no money, thank you." Steffi said giving a piece of money in green.

Iqbaal chuckles little. "Yaila, relax anyway. No need to replace it."

"It's not good for me, take it. First yes," Steffi patted Iqbaal's shoulder gently and glanced slightly (your name) with his forced smile.

(Your name) ignored him, instead he threw away his face. Iqbaal pocketed his money and then glanced at (your name), "Don't jutek dong. He said he'd watch retirement happy."

(Your name) just shut up, throw his breath in a huff. The question arises about the 'money', what the hell does it mean?! Why does Iqbaal always make him think every second? Piqued.

"The lo makes the goiter know not!" The stingy (your name) who immediately walked left Iqbaal.

Iqbaal chuckled, he walked quickly to match his pace with the (your name) he knew was sulking. "Kok keep getting angry anyway? I don't think so."

"You are males."

"Too males home."

"Lo just go home."

Iqbaal chuckles again. "(Your name) my goodness, don't lash. Don't envy me if Steffi is more perfect than you."

"Ahhh, noisy!" (Your name) shakes Iqbaal's cheek with a whiff, throwing his sharp gaze.

Iqbaal rubbed his cheeks, he smiled amusedly. "Nonsense anyway."

"Whisper ah, it's gone!" Banish (your name).

"Dih jaudah," Iqbaal turned his body and walked away.

(Your name) turned, he clucked. Much to the annoyance, deket also makes the basic high blood insensitive!

"Sinny!" Excited (your name) running towards Zidny who wants to go up.

"So I'm looking for it too, where's Iqbaal?" Ask Zidny.

"Tau ah, I'm lashing him out."

"Why else?" Zidny asked as he continued his way to the second floor.

"So there was Steffi, and he used everything to say Steffi was perfect again in front of me, my sprain. Very different indeed Devano," said (your name).

"Kok together anyway?"

"Partially, Iqbaal is usually my jatohin mulu, different from Devano who always praised me."

"Yeuuu base crazy chick compliments!"

(Your name) pursed his lips. "That's not what it means."

'ekhemmm... Check..'

(Your name) and Zidny were silent, they both stared for a moment before standing on the edge and looking down from the second-floor corridor, because the voice was not at all foreign to their ears.

Down there, exactly on the stage there are two handsome men sitting with a guitar, the man is Abidzar and Iqbaal. Both of them laughed, whether laughing at what, seen from above they were very handsome.

"Yes, so. what the hell do I not understand to say what *****." Iqbaal's voice sounded with the mic while looking at Abidzar and immediately laughing again.

Abidzar laughed, then he brought his mouth closer to the mic stand in front of him.

"You think you can't?" Abidzar asked, staring at everyone who was ready to pick up a cellphone to record two of the most wanted.

'By, brother!'

'Oh bucin.'

'Adduuuhhhh!'

Iqbaal laughed as he punched Abidzar's shoulder slowly. Abidzar spoke again.

"Gue represents men who love very much as girls, continue to make women appreciate men ya!" Abidzar.

"Honey, mutually unch-unch, but don't overdo it!" Add Abidzar who makes all laugh.

The iqbaal? The man focused on justifying his guitar strings to make his voice melodious.

"The point is I want to sing this song for my girl hahaha." Abidzar was honest with laughter at the end followed by Iqbaal who chuckled softly.

"Then yes, who knows the song just sing a gapapa."

All immediately fell silent when the guitar began to be plucked by Iqbaal fingers, so clever to make all in unison lifting the phone in the air to record.

'You're all I love..

It won't make me fall in love again..

I feel..

You're the best for me..'

Part Abidzar is sung smoothly, even making all women have to stroke their breasts that beat very fast. They felt Abidzar singing this to them, very touching.

Abidzar immediately grabbed playing his guitar with the same look as Iqbaal.

'If I knew you weren't perfect..

It won't keep me away from you..

What is..

I will remain faithful to you..'

This part is more sadistic because Iqbaal issued his golden voice, the first time Iqbaal sang in front of many people made a lot of people quite speechless made the man. Iqbaal brought it by closing his eyes, deepening the lyrics of the song by imagining the figure (your name) in his mind, to make everyone have to hold their breath to hear it.

'God take him..

She's mylover..

It's still mine..'

This was still Iqbaal's part, Iqbaal opened his eyes and started playing his guitar again as Abidzar wanted to continue their singing.

'I really love..

Really love..

Asulus.'s heart..'

Do not ask how the expression (your name) up there, he continued to look at Iqbaal sadly, not knowing what the reason, but he felt how Iqbaal felt so deep and successfully represented through this song. (Your name) turned his body, flicked his hand in front of his face, his eyes were already glazed over. Iqbaal Iqbaal, already know (your name) is weak, even made like this.

"Sweet, (your name). I'm baper." Mumbled Zidny who stared (your name) with anxiety.

"Ah, I'm not strong." Say (your name) that goes towards his class, occasionally wiping his tears that are at the end of his eyes before actually falling wet the cheeks.

"(Your name) don't cry, it's a real trembling Iqbaal. Her voice is so good!!!" Praise Zidny for clapping.

"Gue misunderstood about Bandung, I continue to feel guilty suddenly because of the same path Devano." Said (your name) softly while sitting on the bench in class, he wiped his tears.

"And I said what, don't nething just yet. Iqbaal is not like that, although many girls but Iqbaal is not depraved, Iqbaal really chose the lyrics earlier. Not a lo?"

"Aaahhh, I'm going to re-time, I don't want to go with Devano!!" Saying (your name) sobbing.

Zidny shook his head. "God, lebai!"

(Your name) leaning his head against his desk, he should feel lucky to have Iqbaal. Yes indeed, he was lucky and he knew it, so he did not want Iqbaal taken or fell into the hands of others. The lack of possessiveness is very inherent in his relationship with Iqbaal.

(Your name) gasped when someone rubbed his waist, making him sit up straight again. (Your name) clucked, and whined bitterly.

"Kok sleeping anyway?" Ask Iqbaal, yes Iqbaal.

"Not sleeping, crying is it." Zidny's stove that makes (your name) stare at the cynical girl who is swaying at the classroom door by chewing the handle candy.

"Nurse." Say Iqbaal anxious by removing the remaining tears in the corner of the eye (your name).

(Your name) brushed it off slowly, then scattered one hug. Iqbaal smiled, he replied by giving small claps on his back (your name).

"The sound is good." Praise (your name) who put his right cheek on the plane of Iqbaal.

Zidny smiled slightly, he walked out to give his two friends time to let go of each other's homesickness and lovemaking.

"(Name).." Iqbaal cried out in the right soft ear (your name), (your name) only replied to him with a small amount of gloom.

"Iqbaal dear (your name)."

Degh'

(Your name) cannot say, tears represent everything. Only 3 words managed to make his heart tremble and his tears fell by themselves. He replied by tightening his arms. Iqbaal is a great man, can make his day so jumbled. Pleased? ada, sad? ada, happy? very, moved? yes, upset? bad, byebelin? Don't ask. That is why, without Iqbaal his days become flat only.

Like a few days ago, ah, (your name) again shed tears when the moment with Devano twisted. Why he was so stupid could have put a sense of comfort in his ex, but Iqbaal who was beside him all this time, Iqbaal who defended him from anything, Iqbaal who put it first of all, Iqbaal embraces it as it falls. How stupid and he was so sorry for this stupidity.

(Your name) raised both hands to embrace Iqbaal's neck, hiding his face in Iqbaal's boat. Iqbaal rubbed his back slowly, letting this moment sit for a few minutes before he let go and stared (your name) down, wiping away the remains of tears.

Iqbaal propped up both cheeks (your name), wiping away the girl's tears with her thumb. Then gave a kiss to the girl.

"Baal—"

"Gue's sorry, I've been worrying for a few days." Iqbaal said with a faint smile.

(Your name) sighed softly, nodding slowly in response. "Don't do that." Shake bitter.

Iqbaal smiled, removed the hair (your name) and slipped it behind the ear. Removing her tears clean and giving a small pinch on chubby (your name) cheek.

"Gemess." Her speech.

(Your name) chuckled lightly at Iqbaal's tone of voice, then smiled shyly.

Iqbaal gave a small kiss on the cheek (your name), then a little help on the lips. Iqbaal chuckled and brought (your name) into his arms again.

The point is, (your name) will not want to play or betray Iqbaal, lie to the man, let alone dare to turn away. Remind (your name) that Iqbaal's affection for her is not playful. Unlike some men who have ever existed, such as Devano for example.

(Your name) dear Iqbaal, very. Senyebelin whatever his behavior, sengeselin whatever he says. Iqbaal fixed Iqbaal.

Stay the Iqbaal (your name) dear. Iqbaal the (your name) love. Iqbaal is on his side.

And remain Iqbaal's girlfriend (your name).

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BE TOGETHER..