Abg Story

Searching for Shakes

Neva wiped her dull face with running water, looking at her appearance from the mirror of the sink in front of her.

This is very difficult. He opened the tie button and then put it on the ceramic sink, took out a shirt that flanked his waist, lowered his long socks to the limit of his shoes, unfortunately the sleeve of this damn shirt can not be rolled up to the top of his arm. Look, your appearance is a mess. Fortunately, it was already hours to go home from school, just waiting for his brother who was on his way to pick him up.

"Lo so play to our beskem not?"

"Sorry, Bim. I haven't thought of a good time to play there. Brother Gue Bian, I was asked to take me to school. I'm under observation now, Bim."

"Oh, I'ts ok. But the news Lo do not no yes. Play to beskem. There is no Rame. He he - he."

Uh. Excitement must be that. They gathered at Baschamp.

Neva put her stuff back in the bag to get out of the toilet.

The school was getting quiet, almost everyone was home. Suddenly he was in his mind looking for something.

Walk around the back of the school, paying attention to the goal. His brain was busy looking for a place where to do to skip school. Um, 'unplug' said the child now.

Until his steps stopped just below the water guava tree clinging to the school barrier wall, thankfully the tree was already higher than the barrier wall. The branch of a tree branch will be the footing for its feet to pass through the wall. The place is also quite strategic. This MIPA Lab Room is rarely used, this Computer room is no longer used because Computer lessons are replaced with Workshop lessons. That's all he knew for a week he'd been in school here. Perfect!

"Ngapain Lo is here?"

Uninstall,,, copootty! It was fortunate that this heart came out from being shocked by this male voice.

Neva took a breath and turned around to see who was approaching her.

This is the guy what's the flagpole? High bet woyy! Maybe Neva is just his armpit. Although covered with long shirt sleeves, from the color of the wrist skin only, brown leather matures. His hair is thin, he has gone home from school and still neat. Her face was also smooth without acne without any bruising, use sckin-care what is she? The style is self-sufficient with the left hand inserted into the bag of pants, looks elegant with his strapping body.

"LO, ASKED TO ANSWER, NOT EVEN LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT. WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

Maaakk.. Pull all the compliments. Come on condition of the situation, this guava tree is more haunted with the arrival of this guy.

This guy stepped up to erode the distance between them. A moment!

This look! Just like the gazes of the mafia, psychopaths, murderers that Neva had seen on tv watching her brother Andika.

Don't tremble Neva, you'll be brave!

Neva looked up to return this guy's gaze.

"Never think of skipping school through this tree. If you go to school here, then obey the rules. YOU UNDERSTAND!" this guy is full of emphasis.

Warm breath felt from his mouth, making Neva his own.

"Emang Lo who? The principal? Foundation chairman? the owner of the school? We're fellow students here, pretty lo-style." reply Neva fierce. Not knowing only him, that the lekaki in front of him was now the descendant of one of what he called earlier.

Get furious! This time someone dared to fight him.

"OOOO. TAKE LO'S HAND OFF MY HAIR!" peekik Neva tried to get rid of this guy's hand that was squeezing the keys of his horse. But, when viewed from afar, their position can make people misunderstand.

"And one more! While Lo is still in this school environment, don't make your appearance like this. CAMEL IT!"

the whisper in his ear made Neva shudder in horror. Feeling relieved after the guy went away from nearby.

While on the other hand, precisely next to the MIPA Lap room. There was a female disciple who 'looked and peeked' at their scene from afar.

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