•ERMY BOYFRIENEMY•

TRAGEDIES

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Today, as always, (your name) always went to school with his father if Iqbaal did not promise to pick him up. (Your name) crucified the father before actually going to enter the school gate that had been closed one because it had been past 7 and a half hours.

(Your name) passed by Zidny who was walking leisurely, a big smile as he reprimanded some of the other students because the girl was quite famous in school. The headset in his ear made it difficult for Zidny to turn his head when (your name) called his name repeatedly.

"Zid, um!" (Your name) pulling on Zidny's shirt made the girl flinch in shock and spontaneously take off next to her headset.

"Bolot." Pekik (your name) pissed.

"Yes, someone else wearing a headset is called." Reply Zidny.

"Yes tap—"

"Assynolt...."

(Your name) and Zidny both turned their heads toward a man carrying a drawstring bag and wearing a gray sweater. Both girls smiled broadly.

"AAA GEWRYYY!!" Strangled both at the same time.

"Haiy." Why is the man named Gery and commonly called Gewry, Ger, Baby, Inces, etc? Because he was half-half, half-male and half-female. The real men guys!

Zidny hugs Gery in front of the classroom door, he pats Gery's cheek. "Where is it? Have you been following the Scouts?" Ask.

"Udah dong, I was there just photos doang." Gery replied in a worried tone.

(Your name) smiled, "That's a big (your name) with Baby, it's not cool yesterday to retire there's no lo." His words nudged Gery's arm slowly.

Gery chuckles small. "Huuuu, as long as I'm gone there's no new gossip?"

"Anjrit is really a child, the gossip brain is still there!" Pekik (your name) knocked on Gery's temple.

Gery slurping. "Must dong.."

"Eh know not... Pension period there are two mojok, mewek-girl that.." Zidny julit.

"Wow..who is that?" Ask Gery kepo.

"Who else likes the mojok besides the chili." Sindir Zidny glanced at (your name) a little.

Gery turned, he poked his chin (your name). "Mojok keep the hell..play up what's down?" Goda.

(Your name) clinched Gery's forehead. "Oh, bummer!"

Gery chuckles, then they enter the class together. Gery began to make a riot of classes that during his stay became adem ayem, Gery also teased some other students and became a plumbing material for students in the class. This is what is missed from the figure of Gery the diluent atmosphere.

Just a few minutes, a middle-aged man was present with a bag containing a laptop. Classes become quiet and the first hour lessons begin..

(Your name) opened the book and was ready to learn, while Zidny instead went to the back bench to lift an incoming videocall, bad habits should not be imitated!

Finally Gery who moved sat down with (your name). (Namakamu) began to pay attention to the middle-aged man who taught the Indonesian lesson seriously, occasionally glancing to the side to see the students/i passing through the corridor as he sat in a corner close to the window.

"That's dirty outside, who's the picket?!" Ask the teacher in a slightly sewot tone because Mr. Rudi is famous as a clean teacher.

"Piket first!! Here's the picket coming with me out, picking up the trash." Mr. Rudi came back out followed by 5 students/i who picketed on this day.

(Your name) stood up, looking in the direction intended by Mr. Rudi. He was grinning, but nothing was dirty..

Tok.dok..

(Your name) was surprised when there was a knock in the window followed by someone who smiled faintly at him. (Your name) screeched and he immediately sat down staring at Gery who was gawking.

"Ihh, Iqbaal is getting more handsome.." Praise Gery unblinkingly as the man she was referring to smiled faintly and passed.

"Such a handsome yes.how do not want to be cornered continue." Add (your name) squeezing Gery's hand with anxiety, the shadow of Iqbaal's face flashed instantly, uhh Gemas.

Gery put on a flat face and threw his hands (your name) rough. "Emang basically gatel lo mah." Said.

(Your name) pursed his lips flat, he leaned his head against Gery's shoulder. "Smiling makes you forget the land."

Gery slapped a eel (your name). "Insafffffff, my goodness, that's not lo doang. Yesterday when I was Scouting, buset from azan dawn until Iqbaal continued, until I was talking about it, until I kept talking about my man." His speech.

(Your name) pulled his head, he looked at Gery with a wry smile. "My man, don't be an actor."

Gery bergidig's. "Lo ain't nothing like me."

"Gue Aduin Iqbaal."

"Don't, (nam), joking doang. I'm scared of him, serem." Gery said horrified.

"Well know him, recite again, not serem know about Gery mah." Bela (your name).

"Just like that doang! Yes the same name bini bad time anyway, later not given rations."

"Gewin!" Exciting (your name) quickly when the voice of Gery filled the class suddenly quiet, actually Gery and Zidny was almost 11 12 gacors and blunt, just more scornful gery mouth toa!

'Whisper you, Ry!'

'Go there lo ah, use all rations.'

'Association 21+ *****.'

Gery did not care, he remained silent and stared at (your name) who held back laughter due to many insults for Gery. He was happy to see Gery tormented.

"Not to laugh!" Upset Gery glanced at the cynics (your name) who increasingly let loose laughing at him.

"Lo's look." Get rid of Zidny while putting his phone on the desk.

Gery clucking. "No."

"Dih, crumbling datengs. I'm gonna sit down, Gery, baby."

"Udah pws. I want the same stories (your name)."

"Well, am I not?" Zidny asked sadly.

"You're talking about Iqbaal."

"Yes, I want to too, how does my girlfriend Iqbaal." Said Zidny who pushed Gery roughly and sat next to him.

(Your name) grimaced as Gery's body hit him. "That's so bad you two! There's no Iqbaal story."

"Well, there's no time?" Gery asked limp who was disappointed.

"Nothing." Answer (your name).

"Baboong!" The great-grandson of Zidny the stove queen.

"Udah ah beware, mending I sit in front of rather than here you both gossip continues." (Your name) rose from his seat, carrying a book and a pen in his hand. Stepping away left his two cursed friends.

"Damn, you!" Mumbled Gery.

*****

Time off, the second waiting hour after the hour home. (Your name) walk with Gery down the corridor to go to the cafeteria, Zidny? The girl followed, saying she wanted to videocall 'again' with the man who had been claimed to be her lover since last night.

(Your name) occasionally tells and jokes with Gery, laughing at Gery's sometimes nosy silliness in other students. Gery is quite famous inside and outside the school, you could say Gery is also most wanted for children outside the school who do not know the true nature of Gery who is baffled, cucok, gibber, etc. For the face, Gery including handsome.

"(Name), latttt! Gans very much." Said Gery holding back a step (your name), pointing an object with his hands towards the field.

(Your name) narrowed his eyes, looking at Iqbaal who draped a small towel and was cool to watch his interlocutor with a small smile on his face that did not recede. (Your name) grimaced, looking at the interlocutor Iqbaal who did not turn to look at the handsome face of his lover. Honestly, for that (your name) is very jealous, he does not want the face of Iqbaal enjoyed by many people especially the women!! Very should not.

"The girl's a little bit of a bitch." Mumbled (your name) still did not turn to look at Iqbaal.

"Don't look at the girl, the guy."

"Udah ah males, don't like me." (Your name) forced Gery to leave the place.

(Your name) put on a sour face, entered the canteen area and sat on a long bench not far from the canteen door. Followed by Gery.

"You what?"

"Water."

Gery got back up, bought the water in question (your name) and bought some snacks and meatballs for himself. He came back again and threw a snack on the table, put the water of the order (your name) too.

"Who's the girl?" Ask Gery kepo. "I just saw."

"Class adek, class 11. His name is Vanesha, futsal boy."

"Buset, apal." Excited Gery while opening a package containing macaroni taste roasted corn.

"You don't know, he said he looked like his ex Iqbaal, and I didn't like him much." Said (your name) who took the macaroni unceasingly.

"Who?"

"Alexa."

Gery nodded in understanding. He then fed his mouth with macaroni. "Smake but the girl, to be honest."

"Many say that. I know when they go to a tournament in Bandung, I don't know if they do because there Iqbaal phone is damaged. I'm nething the same as Iqbaal." Saying (your name).

"Continuously?"

"Gue's the same way Devano was at that time."

Gery swerved. "For what? Ih, why not jump on it anyway. keep going?"

"Not constantly!" Answer (your name) annoyed.

"Ulalalalalala Gewryyyukuh.."

The heavy sound that made it into a splash made Gery and (your name) turn to the doorstep of the canteen, a man with clothes out and out entered and immediately approached Gery, giving a small pinch on Gery's cheek.

"Ih, what the hell lo, Bi. Disgust," Gery snorted Abidzar's hand.

"Gewry I'm home? Babas kangen's..." Bastian spoke with his lips played, forward.

"It's not clear at all." Gery muttered feeling amused.

(Your name) turned to the side when someone with a tie tied his head in, the man immediately sat next to (your name) and nosily pulled Gery's head.

"Oh, Iqbaal!" Upset Gery.

"Gue thinks you're lost in the woods not coming back, Ger." Iqbaal stared at Gery.

"***."

Iqbaal chuckled, he stared at (your name) who was just silent and cool with his snacks. "You know not.." Iqbaal.

"No." Answer (your name) quickly without looking.

Iqbaal slurps. "Seriously, this is important."

"What?" Tanya (your name) is still without looking.

"Gue's got a new phone."

(Your name) turned, looking at him with a grinning forehead. "When did you buy it?"

"Dibeliins."

"Who's the guy?"

"Vanesha."

(Your name) is getting more and more, "On what basis?" He began to dislike.

Iqbaal chuckled, "Gak deng. Bought the same Mr. Hadi, thanks for futsal qualify for the final round next week."

(Your name) breathed a sigh of relief in silence, only to be angry.. "Where else?"

"In Bogor, it's only a day. Come along?" Invite Iqbaal which sounds like a request that must be granted by (your name).

"Sunday?"

"Saturday," answered Iqbaal quickly.

(Your name) just cleared his throat, he sucked the water that was ordered. Then he looked back at Iqbaal.

"Pake a real tie, don't tie it on the head like a madman." Say (your name) flat.

Iqbaal. "Got ah, dizzy."

"What the hell.like ancient people lo."

"Bodos. Setting my phone dong."

"Where?"

"In class."

(Your name) clucked softly, "Jaudah later."

"Now!" Force Iqbaal.

"I'll go home later."

"Yaudah, please help Vanesha."

"Judah there." Said (your name) indifferently, he was still upset actually with the scenery he had seen before reaching the canteen.

"God.." Said Iqbaal look panted at (your name) is very baper once, he looked at the girl flat.

(Your name) just chuckle and continue to eat the snacks that exist, devour them to the end without caring about Iqbaal. Until he finally turned his head when Zidny came with a small board.

"I mean, you're all going to Sheila on 7 dong's concert." Said Zidny standing in front of the table and staring at everything one by one.

"When?" Ask Bastian.

"This week, come on the cake. I was told to sell tickets, discount if you make lo on."

"Ah, sales. I think it's free for us" Gery said.

"Gala lo!" Ketus Zidny's. "Follow cake, Iqbaal (your name), Babas sama Shafa, Abidzar sama Mala, Gery sama— ah singles."

"*****!" Gery's great-grandson is upset.

"Sama you are Zid." Sahut Abidzar's.

"Gue is my guy, really good with a monkey mask!"

"Review lo ya!" Threatened Gery to look at Zidny sharply.

"Bodos. Want huh?" Persuade Zidny.

"Which area?" Ask Bastian.

"Servant."

"Gue deh same Shafa, Shafa likes to nyetel band song because." Bastian.

"Asiatic. So, too, Bi?"

"Yes, yeah." Abidzar pasrah.

"The same Iqbaal (your name)? Ah, that's for sure. You both have to make it mah." Said Zidny who started taking down the names on the board.

"Gue wasn't asked?" Ask Gery.

"Who would Ger be?" Zidny asked without turning his head, impressed like a paused question.

"***** ah, males." Zinc Gery.

"Well, I'm going around again, bye. Btw lo kayak aja swordsman wear a tie in the head, baal." Ledek Zidny is leaving.

"Anj." Iqbaal muttered slowly.

Trings..

One notification entered on the phone (your name) made the girl turn to her phone lying on the table. However, Iqbaal quickly snatched him making (your name) spontaneously want to take it quickly, still losing fast with Iqbaal.

(Your name) clucked, he looked angry and immediately turned his face into panic, afraid that if it was a chat coming in from Devano. If so, he's dead.

Iqbaal sneered, he read the name of the sender clearly listed there. "Mama." Iqbaal.

(Your name) was relieved, he became relaxed even though a little degdegan. Iqbaal looked at him flatly, but implied the meaning of his flat gaze that made (your name) immediately speak.

"here."

Iqbaal gave it to him calmly. "Mama. Kirain who.." Iqbaal said peacefully, but made (your name) gulp his saliva and open the message from the Mama with a slight tremble.

"Emang from Mama, from earlier just chat Mama doang."

"You're relaxed, don't panic." Answer Iqbaal.

(Your name) cursed himself in his heart, stupid as hell. "No panic." He said cover up the groggies.

"You're not Mama, who did you think the chat came in from?" Tanya Iqbaal started to get a little possessive.

(Your name) shook his head slowly. "Nobody of anyone."

Iqbaal silent, he recaptured the phone (your name) in the hands of the girl made (your name) a little surprised. Then let Iqbaal play it, he did not dare to fight if Iqbaal had put on a flat face. It was more sinister than Iqbaal putting on a sharp gaze.

(Your name) chose to reopen the remaining food in front, he looked at Gery who looked confused looking at Iqbaal. (Your name) changed to look at the two men in front of him, cool with their respective cellphones.

"Why, (nam)?" Ask Gery slowly.

"Suutttt.." Reply (your name) slowly too.

Gery understood, the man got up to buy another snack. (Your name) looked back at Iqbaal who had returned his expression as usual. He just dared to come closer and look at the screen of his phone.

"Mama bales?" Tanya (your name) whispered.

"Bales, he said 'want to buy how much' that is."

(Your name) nodded and silently did not answer, fortunately Iqbaal did not find anything strange so he looks ordinary, try if finding things related to Devano must have been exhausted (your name) now.

"Baal, told to rehearse again to guide the girls to the final." Bastian said suddenly.

"Judah later."

"Now, if later Mr. Hadi can not." Said Bastian who got up from his seat.

"Ah, can't see what people are relaxed about" Upset Iqbaal.

"Heh, have you been given a new mobile phone too kok moan anyway?" Sindir Abidzar's.

Iqbaal. "Judah yes, all of us do not have to take lessons deh, MTK because it's a break." He also said who got up.

"I don't want to learn MTK either." Exclaimed Abidzar who rose up to follow Bastian who had gone first.

"Wait, back together means." Said Iqbaal put the phone (your name) on the table.

(Your name) nodded obediently. "Don't take it long."

"Awhile.." Iqbaal said as he ruffled his hair (your name) before leaving, (your name) clucked and allowed his hair.

"God why the hell (your name) can't be angry with Iqbaal, Iqbaal is too nervous.." Mumbled slowly.

*****

(Your name) just put the book in the bag, the lesson is over and it changes hours to study Physics until you get home. He looked at Zidny who had not been there since, was the girl still traveling around to sell concert tickets? I don't know.

(Your name) turned on the phone, uploading a snapgram of its class state on a whim. Then go through his Instagram, like the photos.

"(Your name)." Exclaimed Zidny who ran from outside the classroom, he sat beside (your name) which was empty.

"Where are the lo—"

"(Name), Iqbaal!! Iqbaal iron crucifixion—eh wicket!!! Very bad his handa luka— not a wound deh, broken." Zidny belepotan.

(Your name) squeak. "What the hell? The real thing is, just breathe."

Zidny set his breath, then went back to telling stories. "Iqbaal his hand to the iron crucifixion that is on sale, hit his hand next to— I gorah mana. Then he brought it to the UKS with a boy, Kasian (nam). I want to sell tickets, but I'm selling tickets."

"It's serious isn't it?" Tanya (your name).

"Ben—"

"(Your name).." Gery went inside and went straight to the table (your name). "Iqbaal on goal!!!!!!" He said his own words.

(Your name) began to panic, he looked at his two friends who were just as panicked. "Can we?!"

"Can—"

Just wanting to tell a story, a teacher came in and made everyone sit on his stool. (Your name) sat next to Zidny and Gery took a seat in the back (your name).

"It could be because Vanesha knows." Zidny.

"Why?" Tanya (your name) kepo acute.

"So, the goal was to be made new using the equipment that was just told to use the same Pak Hadi. Well, there continues to be an unbalanced so be adjutated while wearing a brick shirt. Keep— what else was he said Ger?"

"Keep the Vanesha again joking with his friends, he kicked the ball carelessly, finally hit the iron pole that was fouled. Falling down, really there is Iqbaal there, Iqbaal has avoided but lost cepet so hit his right hand." Gery continues.

(Your name) clucked. "Dropped. Just watch out." Mumbled.

"Oh, if you want to hit me, come along.." Gery said that the spirit, yes indeed Gery is very unwilling to miss gossip and something that smells of fighting. Fucking demon!

"So right I saw his hands change color to red, (nam)! Kasianne.." Lirih Zidny.

(Your name) sighed softly. "But it was taken to the UKS, right?" Ask.

"Udah was the same Kipe, Babas, Gusti. Mr. Hadi also came, panicked all know." Answer Gery.

(Your name) clucked, he stared out with a sharp gaze that was almost 11 12 similar to Iqbaal. Maybe the Iqbaal virus has been transmitted to him.

(Your name) turned his head as the teacher gave the assignment and went straight out on the grounds that someone was left in the teacher's room. (Your name) got up, turned towards Gery.

"Gery come with me spit." Say (your name) walking out of class at a fast pace.

Gery smiled happily. "Asikkkk!"

"Gue follow!" Added Zidny.

*****

Vanesha grimaced as his hand was brushed violently by someone as he wanted to open the door of the UKS. Vanesha rubbed his hands while looking up, looking at the girl who had put on the face of sangar but in the eyes of the girl's man remained beautiful.

"Lo just go mending, don't take care of Iqbaal. I don't like it" he said in a hateful tone.

Vanesha retreated as the girl approached towards him. "Sister, I just want to apologize for Iqbaal. I don't mean anything, I didn't mean it."

"No, I don't like lo deket-deket same Iqbaal." Say (your name) firmly while staring at Vanesha cynically. Behind him, there was Gery and Zidny who were silently watching.

"So I swear, I just want to apologize. I really did accidentally, I also did not deket kak Iqbaal."

"Lo's carelessness makes Iqbaal so gini, beware until Iqbaal!! Don't be so innocent, don't you be the same as Iqbaal? Yes I know, but you try to make deketin Iqbaal right?!"

"Not sworn. I'm not so, I just want to apologize, just a moment doang Kak.."

"Gue doesn't feel bad."

"So soon, brother.." Pinta Vanesha's.

"No! Don't make a point." Cynic (your name).

Vanesha looked at him dislikefully. "It's very accurate, I also don't want to deketin Kak Iqbaal anyway."

(Your name) is getting sharper. "Why am I possessive? Wrongly? I also keep my guy, not a guy. I don't want to be a guy I'm hanging out with a girl like you."

Vanesha. He could not fight if he had brought status, because he was also not Iqbaal's anyone.

"Gue's going to the dalem," said (your name) slowly to Gery and Zidny who immediately nodded.

Gery glanced sharply at Vanesha. Then walk to sit in the long seat at the door of the UKS followed by Zidny.

"Ngapain lo is still there? Want to buy concert tickets?" Tanya Zidny flat.

Vanesha realized, he immediately left with a disappointed face while holding back his annoyance at the attitude (your name) which he thought was too excessive. Reasonable? It was too reasonable to be rude according to Vanesha.

(Your name) went inside, staring at the flat Iqbaal sitting on the bed with his hands wrapped in cloth by Bastian and several boys who drove him. Iqbaal looked at him with a gaze as if asking for attention, (your name) who understood could only roll both his eyes lazy.

"Who's fault?" Tanya (your name) made Bastian look at her and turn to look at the confused Iqbaal.

"Wrong si—"

"Diem." Said (your name) flatly staring at Bastian who immediately silenced. Then switch to Iqbaal. "Who?"

"Grand." Answer Iqbaal slowly.

"Because?" Tanya (your name), again.

"Not careful."

"Lo's not careful or Vanesha?"

Iqbaal. He stared at (your name) which gave him a deadly flat look.

"Eit. I'm not following along. I'm going out to fight." Bastian's words made everyone in the room get up and walk out at the same time.

Iqbaal took a sip of his saliva, he lowered his head. "Don't bring him—"

"Not to be angry!" Ketus (your name).

Iqbaal. "(Nam), this is just a minor injury. Iue—"

"Gue said no need to defend yes do not defend! Why the hell is Vanesha?!" It's your annoyance (your name) that makes Iqbaal shut up.

"It's really nice to be beautiful." Add (your name) that still makes Iqbaal.

"No.." Tweet Iqbaal.

"Just can't go futsal first, don't want to know!"

Iqbaal. "That's the case, you've been given the same phone as Mr. Hadi."

"That's a thank you gift, so you don't have to bale anymore. In part why the heck mentsinan futsal continue, tuh tukain hands." Saying (your name) still in an annoyed tone.

"The part that passes the final is also the girl team doang, there is still Gusti, Kipe Sama Bastian, do not need to be complicated deh Iqbaal." Add (your name).

"Can't taste good—"

"Bad? Da? Not good to see Vanesha? Hm?" Tanya (your name).

"Not that."

"Still see you, this one school. Rest can still chat together as well," Reply (your name) a little insinuating.

Iqbaal was silent, sighing slowly. "(Nam), don't get mad. Iqbaal is sick."

"Lod." Chirps (your name).

Iqbaal scrunched his lips. (Your name) silent with a sour face, he glanced at the wall clock there and walked out with annoyed steps. Iqbaal clucked, he got off the bed, but...

"God.." Iqbaal choked spontaneously when his hand hit the side of the bed as he jumped earlier.

(Your name) turned, he approached Iqbaal with a face mixed with panic. "Ngapain anyway? Just sit down."

"Where are you going?"

"You go to class, there's still an hour of lessons left." Reply (your name) while looking at Iqbaal who was sitting back, he was a little help Iqbaal to sit by holding his bandaged right hand carefully. The male's body temperature was slightly warm.

(Your name) looked at her pity, "Hose aja deh, pretty much an hour less to sleep."

"It hurts ah." Iqbaal.

"Say yesterday I was sleep deprived, I slept for a while."

"But don't go to class." Pinta Iqbaal spoiled.

"The skipping lesson anyway?"

"Once."

(Your name) looked at Iqbaal who was very begging, pity too. (your name) Iqbaal plea, he came out for a while to tell Gery and Zidny, too, ask for help also for his two friends later bring his bag here.

(Your name) came back in, looking at Iqbaal who was lying with his hand on the table. Kasihannn and gaiety.

(Your name) pulled the chair beside the bed, staring at the nanar towards Iqbaal's hand. Aih, that girl!! Because he Iqbaal so this way, hate it.

"What's he saying?" Tanya (your name).

Iqbaal. "Who said?"

"On hands. What say?"

"Not checked, only diobatin the same sorted briefly with Mr. Hadi." Answer Iqbaal.

"Check dong, then why-what-how?"

"Later."

"Majib huh? Don't take it! Still can't futsal, inget!"

"But Mr. Hadi—"

"Gue said the same to Mr. Hadi." Cut (your name) fast.

Iqbaal silent for a moment, "(nam)—"

"Just sleep."

According to Iqbaal, he slightly tilted his body to face (your name) and began to close his eyes already 11 12 with pandas.

"Later to the stroke of his hand. Isn't it sick?" Tanya (your name) who was presented with a soft headband from the man who kept his eyes closed.

(Your name) was silent, he returned the grip of Iqbaal's hand which had from earlier held his hand with his left hand. Then he smiled a little at Iqbaal who was asleep, very funny.

(Your name) rubbed Iqbaal's right hand gently in red and bandaged may have been a scratch that spewed blood from a sharp iron. Ah, what a pity this beloved.

gws, baby.

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BE TOGETHER..