17 Years Old's

Oh NO!

Aruna stared fixedly at every word printed on the novel she held in her hand. Read sheet by sheet with solemn each story about the main character in a book that is interesting to read in each section. This girl's love of novels can make her read 3 different novel titles in one day, not infrequently she will sleep late just to finish her reading. Unlike the textbook, he would immediately feel sleepy just from reading the title. Lucky for him because God gave intelligence above his maturity to the lesson.

Every time he went home from school he would return books and borrow other books to read. As now, he was busy reading novels in the perpus with the position facing the window sitting on the chair available there. He was not ditching the students, today thanks to the luck of his smart brain he was allowed to leave the class after first solving math problems with perfect grades. Not only herself Aileen as well but her friend preferred to remain silent in class.

"Ukhh~"

Aruna turned her head as the sound of the sighing was heard, her voice was covered by the sound of heavy rain outside. In addition to the sky this afternoon is somewhat gripping because it is cloudy, not funny if it is the sound of ghosts of school residents.

What if the spirit summoning spell that is in the horror novel that Aruna is reading it reacts with the ghost in this school. Ask Aruna in my heart.

Do not let because of his stupidity even cause mass trance. Aruna is back.

"Who is it?" asked Aruna doubtfully. He hoped that even if someone called him that he was human.

Silent

There were no words, even though Aruna heard clearly the sigh earlier. The voice was limp but he believed it was from the vocal cords of men.

Is the myth that the former cemetery school is true?

Waiting for a while, there was no other sound other than the rush of his breath. Aruna calmed herself down by trying to think positively it might be the voice of an animal even though it was a little impossible.

"Oh my god" great-granddaughter Aruna.

The girl smothered her own mouth as a squeaking sound rang out from the closet at the very corner. His imagination was starting to run wild, there were two things he was thinking about. The first was the sound of ghosts who were working on him and the second was another student who was doing naughty things and hiding there. His brain was already contaminated, far from the holy word.

Without Aruna realizing it, there was someone who had been standing behind her. Paying attention to her movements that seem confused, like looking for something. This time the young man approached the girl, stretched out his hand just to pat the girl on the shoulder before him.

"What is it ??" ask the young man slowly.

"Geez!"

Aruna who was sneaking around looking for the sound of a sigh earlier jumped in shock. He twisted his body quickly, "Sister Axel," he said when he saw the person standing with a confused look.

"Toilet girl."

The face that had been shocked turned instantly flat upon hearing the call of his upperclassman.

"The call is so great," said Aruna flatly.

"My name is Arunika, call me Aruna if I mean. Don't be a toilet girl, rich ghost name tau" explained Aruna showed the name pin contained in her uniform and her tone sounded annoyed.

"Sorry," Axel said but his eyes looked behind Aruna's body.

Aruna followed Axel's line of sight without orders. "Who's looking for my brother?" tanyakanya.

"Jamal, you see him?" axel answered looking at the girl who was shorter than him.

"Sir Jamal ?? I'm here 'cause, don't see anybody coming in,"

"Where else is he," Axel muttered but could still be heard by Aruna.

The young man went to the library because he asked his teacher to call Jamal, the bule-looking friend is being legal to tidy up a new book because he was caught playing his phone and surfing on the bird twittering app during lesson time. But from the 4th lesson to the almost hour return Jamal has not yet returned to his class.

"Uhhh dear~" the sigh was again suddenly heard but this time a little erotic.

"I'm not afraid of that, are you?" ask Aruna to make sure. Not the answer but Axel actually walked to the source of the sound.

"Ihh bolot yes he is" said Aruna.

But finally the girl followed Axel's steps, she was also curious as to what the voice was. They walked towards the corner and darkest, the shelf of the school's archive that rarely visited students.

Axel swept his gaze at one object that was asleep in a very uncomfortable position, the man's hand was hugging several thick books with a position facing to the right, with his left leg attached to the shelf, if only the person had a habit of sleeping that does not want to be silent maybe he was sure to die hit by a rack that will fall due to the kick of his foot.

"Euhhh~"

"Sister Ja-," Axel quickly closed Aruna's eyes, turning the girl's body towards her.

"Hhhh her hand stinks of rubber," Aruna brushed off Axel's hand. But the next second he was fixated, with the handsome face and white skin that Axel had increasing as the glasses also perched on his nose.

"Don't look back" Axel said as he ordered in Aruna's ear.

The young man approached Jamal, trying to wake up the friend he was looking for. Not by patting the man on the cheek, Axel instead pulled both of Jamal's hands to make the man's body lift after it dropped him quite hard.

"Weh the earthquake," Jamal was blown away.

He who feels his life has not been collected spreads his gaze to every corner, no books falling or the squeaks of shelves or hanging lamps swaying. But why did he feel his body crashing.

"So the earthquake, right ?" jamal asked Axel.

"No, to the class of the tatang already waiting," said Axel passed first.

"Ehh but that was a flurry?," this time Jamal asked Aruna and made her underclassman look at her.

"earthquake ?? eng-ihhh Jamal ngompol, huh??" without being ordered by the index Aruna pointed at Jamal's pants that were wet.

Jamal looked at Aruna's direction, feeling puzzled he just covered the wet part with his hand.

"The cave kaga ngompol do not carelessly ya lu," said Jamal.

"If the wet dream at home do not be the latrine,"

Axel who has not been far away chuckled to hear that, is not it too frontal to be spoken especially by a girl.

Aileen approaches Aruna at the library intending to give her info if the class will be over so she must return to the classroom.

Aileen unintentionally passed Jamal in the corridor with a slightly strange gurgle but I don't know what it is.

"Marcana"

Call Aileen when you see Aruna walking out of one of the library shelf aisles.

"Let's go back to class to finish the clock, we go home"

Against two new novels he borrowed, Aruna walks beside Aileen.

Small talk discusses what novel recommendations Aileen can read, he said,

The rain did not stop making some students choose to stay in class, because it does not bring raincoats or umbrellas.

Aruna had gone home because her parents had already picked her up, one by one the students began to leave the school because the rain had begun to subside so Tyas he was determined to run because the day was getting dark plus the sky was cloudy.

There were only five students in the class and all the men were only Aileen herself women. Azka could have gone home but she could not bear to leave Aileen with another male friend. Given that not infrequently Azka also saw if Aileen likes to be treated less fun, such as catcalling which is certainly very disturbing.

Do not you think being an idol among men is delicious, maybe for some people it will look fun in fact not at all.

"Within you will go home, is it there"

Aileen asks Azka to come home first, but Azka insists she will go home if Aileen has been picked up by her father.

There was a little debate between them and it ended with a sacred word for every man that would sound terrible if it came out of the mouth of a woman is nothing but a word "whatever".

Aileen stretched out her hand, her palm wet with rain water falling from the school roof. The rain fell back more heavily than before, making Aileen's palm already inundated.

They were on the balcony in front of their class, chatting alone while the other friend was asleep in class.

"You have twitter right, kok sata see your bio is still plain"

Aileen was just speechless she had yet to capture fully on the topic which this time changed from the one previously discussing about food.

"Bio you loh Aileen, I see his bio kak Juna there is also your name where use emoji love again"

Azka who was standing right beside Aileen this time reached out her hand exactly as Aileen was doing.

"Do you have to?"

Aileen still does not understand very well the trend of children their age if playing the application, even Aileen looks very ancient is not comparable to her face that emits the aura of a trendy child.

"Yes, too, but this is usually if the same courtship has twt, the bio must be the name of his partner that loh"

"Oh~ but Brother Juna never asked me to put his name in his bio anyway"

"Jeez Aileen"

It seemed very clear that if Aileen was dating for the first time, she was really very innocent.

"Alay tau" said Aileen.

"Engga also the problem is that the average of all rich people know, as long as it is still normal, if it is new. Fear Kak Juna even felt hingga considered the same you know"

Aileen felt astonished by what she had just heard, where could someone feel that it was not considered just because of the bio of social media accounts.

For Aileen, her affection does not need to be published, sincerity and trust are the most important in a relationship.

But Aileen also did not deny that such a thing could happen,

"Yes ntar I put the name of Kak Juna in bio, Arjuna Dirgantara use lope - lope all of you"

Not a word that was a response from Azka,

Plaques

Azka patted the back of Aileen's hand making the reminiscing water on her palm splash her face.

The laughter from Azka made Aileen want to take revenge on the young man who often berahili.

Aileen rested both her hands holding water for her to flush on Azka's face.

The rainwater wars activities that Aileen and Azka now do. The different hand sizes of the two made Azka superior he had made Aileen's entire face soaked wet even her long bangs had been made limp, the jacket Aileen used was also a bit wet.

Aileen, who had not accepted Azka because she had gotten soaked, now took her empty bottle. Put rain water for him to pour

"That cheated you" said Azka

"Very well, you saw it"

Azka immediately ran into the classroom, hiding in the corner of the class with a bag as her shield.

With the bottle full of Aileen entered the classroom, the intention of the heart approached Azka in the corner of the class but was stopped because he saw the black hoodie chose Azka lying on his table.

Aileen swiftly took the hoodie and it felt like she wanted to spill all the water in the bottle.

"Don't Aileen don't dong I ntar go home how, this uniform is already wet like you"

"What do you think my uniform ain't wet"

"But you're wearing a jacket, I'm going home cold in a wet uniform"

Aileen ignored, only needing one more move to be able to spill the contents of the water in the bottle into Azka's hoodie.

By rubbing his hand Azka admitted defeat in this game and asked Aileen not really want to wet her hoodie.

"Okay one is empty"

Aileen throws the hoodie at the owner,

The ringing of a cell phone rang from inside Aileen's bag marked her father had reached the front of the school and was waiting for her at the security guard post at the school gate.

Aileen tells Azka that she has been picked up and that means she can also go home, not forgetting to thank Azka no matter how she wants to accompany her until she has to go home late.

"This cake you catch a cold"

Azka gives her hoodie to Aileen. Azka felt guilty because she had made Aileen soaked.

"You're the one who used it"

Aileen rejects him she knows if Azka is much more in need of her hoodie, she does not want to make her friend catch a cold because she came home in a wet uniform. There was a feeling of guilt towards Aileen as well

"Udah use spit, your body seems to know"

It can be seen quite clearly Azka's body because of the thin uniform material added in wet conditions, making her field body exposed.

Azka who had just realized the rush of wearing her hoodie.