About Chiko And Us

About Chiko And Us
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The monday.....


DOC DOKK!!


DOC DOK!!


"Serin! Busty awake! It's half seven, woy!!" exclaimed the mother from outside Serin's room while banging on the door.


"Serin!! Spots out!!"


Who had been called to frown on his bed. He was still lying down while popping his head from under the blanket. The blanket was filled with annoyance.


"I'm not in school!!" reply Serin with a shout.


"Why!?" ask the mother with a shout as well.


"I'm sick!!" serin is lying. He was actually not sick, because he wanted to avoid moving the seat.


BRAKKS


"Wrt*ng!" Serin flinched from her bed when her mother kicked the door open.


"Sick, sick, you want to be really sick, huh?!" jolt the mother while shaking her waist. "After all, no one is toxic when sick. Take a shower there! It's getting late!"


"I'm sick, Buukk..." Serin stuffed his body into the blanket while neutralizing his sudden heartbeat disco.


The mother raised her eyebrows. "Boong" he said in annoyance. "Bah, get out there!!"


With the power of inner strength, the mother can throw Serin out of her room.


"Wrt*ng!" serin swore when his ass was treading on the ground after being thrown by his mother. "Smooth little ngapa" his grunts as he stroked his aching butt.


"Woof?" Chiko approached Serin in confusion.


"I never called you."


"Your woof!"


"I know you're a dog, but what I just called you is not you" Serin snorted.


"Woof?"


"Another dog."


"!?" Chiko surprised. "WOOK?! GUK GUK?!"


"Yes, I have another dog. Now, diem." Unappealing, Serin leaves Chiko who is now on her back because of her words.


"Guuukk.." Chiko was sad to believe that Serin had another pet dog.


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"Ohhhhhh...."


"Haaaaahhhh....."


"Haaaaaaaaahhhhhh....."


"Who was that, anyway? Very lethargic" asked the mother to Serin who had continuously sighed.


"I'm sick."


"Boong" replied the mother flatly. His view is straight on the road so that the motorbike does not look everywhere.


"Well, shady."


"Yes." Yeah."


The short conversation stopped there, making Serin twitch annoyed. "Gee! I should be sensitive, dong!" grunts.


"Yes, said Cepet" the mother replied briefly.


Serin sighed. He had to hold back his anger when the mother only replied to him briefly. 'Patience, Serin.. Patience... I was like that a long time ago... Patience...'


"Later I want to move seats" Serin said.


"Continue?"


"I'm sitting with a guy."


"Continue?"


"He's a pinter."


"Keep, what's the problem?"


"He's a neremin."


"Oh."


Again Serin had to hold back his curse. "Buk, if not the intention of horrin ya do not need bales💢💢."


"It turns out I'm sensitive, how about, anyway? Gaje very much" replied the mother.


Serin sighed. Yes, rather than continuing the debate.


After that, they said nothing more. The journey to the school was accompanied by a breeze that hit in silence. No sound of vehicles interrupting—


TIN TIIINNN!!


'It turns out it's not quiet...'


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Serin looked at the nameplate with a lazy look. He was already in front of his Junior High building. Motorbikes and cars from parents pass by to take their children.


Serin looked at the sign with the name of his Junior High that was installed on the outer wall of the school while thinking. 'I have to skip what's going in, huh?' he thought full of calculations.


'Okay, skip!' disconnections. Then he looked back. "Buk, I'm sa—"


"—Kit.." And it turns out that the mother had left.


Serin petrified for a moment. The wind that blows with falling leaves adds to its dramatic effect.


'Anj*ng...'


What can I do, he can't go home anymore. Moreover, there are some teachers who had been staring at him like a predator who was ready to pounce if he decided to go home.


'It's very cruel.' watered Serin with crocodile tears.


And here it is, in front of the door of the beloved 8B class. Look at this very flowery Serin face!


'Florescences your head, anj*ng💢💢'


While sighing tiredly, Serin stepped into her classroom. He was looking for the whereabouts of his three friends.


'Where are they?' her while flirting here and there.


"Euy, we're here" Zin said flatly. Because Serin did not see the three of them from earlier, even though they were beside the girl.


"With!" serin spoke in a loud voice, making the classmates look towards them.


'Not my friend.' Inner Zin and the Princess while turning her face the other way.


"Rice." Not ashamed, Salsa gave her thumbs up to Serin, appreciating the swear of her toxic friend.


Serin approached the three of them. "Tumben you're sitting in front, Zin" he commented to Zin who was drawing on his sketchbook as usual.


"To be told by Rossie, noh." Zin pointed at the man named Rossie using his chin, because his hand was busy drawing. "He told me in front, but I wanted him in the back."


"Well, why?" paro them.


"Let's draw, please! What else!" said the woman who was drawing it cheerfully.


'Yain aja, deh, pity'—Serin, Princess, and Salsa.


"Btw, why don't you sit down?" ask Zin who is no longer a shoulder.


"Ho'oh's. Tuh, the Geo is waiting for you" pointed the Princess towards Geo who had seen them.


"Anj*ng, serem, c*k.." murmured Serin in cold sweat.


"Warm, Serin." The princess clenched her hands to encourage her close friend.


"Ganbatte, hey!!*" Zin too.


(*Spirit, yes!!)


Salsa patted Serin on the shoulder. "If it's not strong, just resign from the world, okay?" advice with a serious face.


Serin stared at his three friends flatly. "All of you really don't help." he grunts.


"Diddeliver! Dah dibangatin even diginiin!" cynical Princess.


"I can't get it, Dek..." Salsa is going crazy.


"Well, bye, go sono. Shuh, shuh!!" Zin kicked the three of them out of his seat. "In the meantime, come master, don't gather at my place. Noh, the Rossie has been waiting for you guys since."


Rossie simply responded with a careless smile. After waiting for a few minutes here, he was finally noticed by the four of them.


"Yes, yes, hand you over." The three of them started walking away from Zin. "Met sit down with Rossie!!"


"No, I want Sho-chan" Zin refused.


Rossie again put on a tired smile while sitting in her chair that was used by the Princess to sit. 'Gini very have temen.' slice in the heart.


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Throughout the lesson, Rossie always invites Zin to chat, and of course makes their classmates immediately assume that they are both lovers, but they are not.


'I want to be with Sho-chan, not this guy'— Zin, the Acute Otaku who is always supported by wibu.


'I already have a girlfriend, maap'— Rossie, a boy whose name resembles a GP Motorcycle racer.


Okay, back to the topic.


Zin and Rossie who were being discussed did not care at all. Rossie was busy babbling, and Zin was looking at Serin and Geo who were smiling towards him.


'Since when have they become so familiar?' astonished Zin while raising his eyebrows.


This was a strange thing for Zin. Serin is nole—, he means introvert. He never talked to anyone other than Rossie. Then, why were Serin and Geo that familiar?


'Hm... This is suspicious.' Inner Zin while posing like thinking like a detective boy that he often watched in an anime. 'And why are they smiling at me?!'


Zin was getting weird. At the glance of his classmates, and sure enough, they also smiled at him, just like Serin and Geo.


'They're smiling like crazy, huh?' Zin still doesn't understand.


"Ecchem.." Byila cleared her throat, making Zin and Rossie look behind them. "If you're dating don't be here, dong."


Zin speechless instantly. 'Oh, so the reason why they're smiling is because I'm with Rossie?' He finally understood too.


'I don't like Rossie, why are you getting fooled, anyway?' Zin sighed, ignoring Rossie who had come back to babble at him.


'Eh jerk off, whose main character is this, anyway?!'—Zin.


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"Cieeeeeee!!!!" Serin screeched full of hue. "There's this guy, yeee!!"


Zin sighed for the next time. "I'm not dating the same real one, Serin. I'm just interested in 2 dimensions."


"Affah yes?"


"Yes, that's..." Zin looked at Serin seriously, making the low-pussy woman gulp her saliva rough.


"His soul?"


"Two dimensions are more tempting than three dimensions!!" zin said with a 'cling-cling' aura coming out.


".....Not sane" Serin commented.


"Diem, you. If you don't appreciate my crazy feelings, mending along with Princess Salsa to the sono canteen" Zin was upset that Serin underestimated his feelings for the husbins.


"Back, baperan."


"Diem, you, Singles."


"Lu too!"


"Eh btw.." Zin switched the conversation. "Kok you even deket same Geo, anyway?" whispered.


"Eh?" Serin surprised.


"From the moment I saw, you guys got to talking together, joking together, to fuss about together. How can?" zin asked curiously.


Serin loading for a moment, then realized. "Well, yeah, yeah. How could it, anyway? I was scared of him before. How am I even familiar with him, anyway?"


"Well, Serin... Hayoloh~ Later even likes him, loh~ Hayoloh~" seduce Zin while raising her thick eyebrows.


Serin smiled faintly. "Huh, where possible, I was. I have a bias, you know!"


"It's hard to get to, skip."


"Anj*ng, hmm! Why should you take it, try it?!" serine Umpat. "Anyways, my heart just makes me doang! Point!"


This time it was Zin's turn to smile lightly. "What true? It's like Salsa, you know.. After we mate him with Nopal, he even familiar with the guy. Careful, you know, Rin~"


"He's the oldest, not like me. I wouldn't like someone like him! Not gonna!!" Serin crossed his arms forming a large cross.


"Be careful, you'll definitely swallow your own saliva." Zin reminded his close friend of that with a serious face he rarely showed. He chose not to talk about it anymore.


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"That's the story, Chiko" Serin explained to her pet dog.


"Since then I kept thinking about Zin's face which was seriously affected when he told me last time. He is rarely serious. Once serious, surely what he said will come true. And now it's real, dong!! I like Geo!!"


"Where, Chiko?!" Serin hugged the dog in a panic.


"Guk!!" reply Chiko with language that is difficult to understand.


"Okay, I get it. I have to hide my feelings, right? Okay, okay." And surprisingly Serin understood it.


The girl nodded slowly. He was completely aware that they were just friends, not having a closer relationship than that. All he could do right now was hold on to his feelings.


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TBC.