About Raga

Feeling Report

After school, Naya and Kanya go straight to the broadcast room. They agreed to clean the room to make it comfortable to wear. Naya wears her mask, she doesn't want to risk sneezing dozens of times because of her dust allergy. Once ready, Naya and Kanya share the task. Kanya who cleans the dust, Naya who will mop the room later.

"Lo cleanin first the dust, I want to go to the toilet take a mop washcloth as water. Okay?" Naya said to Kanya.

"Okay, don't be long." Kanya also swiftly followed the direction of Naya. The first step he took was to clean the table and items with a duster.

On the other hand, Naya walks towards the toilet and picks up a bucket filled with water as well as a mop. Fortunately Naya was used to lifting heavy weights so she was not so troubled.

After the bucket was filled, Naya went out and brought Ember and also a mop. There were some exes that were training. Naya so imagine if the excursion goes smoothly must be no less exciting with the theater or Vocal excrement.

Someone took over the bucket from Naya's hand. Naya who was shocked immediately looked at the object beside her.

"Sister Raga? Why taken?" Ask Naya.

"Heavy kasian, have hunted the way so that the cave that lift this bucket."

"Sir, let me. I can too, I am strong. Don't assume I'm a weak girl, brother. Herein," pinta Naya.

"Hard-headed, hunted." Raga also walked ahead of Naya, the man had already memorized that the girl was very stubborn. Everything he would have argued about. Naya pride is high.

Raga entered the broadcast room and put her bucket on the floor. He looked at Naya who had put on her upset face, then he laughed.

"But Raga, came laughing. The persambet?" Ask Kanya plain.

"Yes kesambet, kesambet temen lo whose face is already rich like that," said Raga teasing Naya.

"That's her face sprain, brother. How gemes?" Ask Kanya doesn't understand.

"Snakes." Raga turned her eyes to Naya who was busy mopping the floor. Her hair that she was a prick of origin yet looked beautiful, made Raga smile looking at her.

"Sir Raga, do you like Naya?" kanya asked probing while speaking very slowly so that Naya would not listen.

"Kepo. If you like why and if you don't like why?" Raga asked Kanya.

"If you like, be careful. I love Naya a lot." Kanya mocked and moved to clean the computer and other tools.

Curious, many say? Well of course he must be the front guard to fight for Naya. Raga came back to Kanya. Poking at the girl's arm while half whispering.

"What does Naya like a lot? Who's aja? For info dong, Nya," said Raga.

Kanya looks at Raga sharply, noticing the look on Raga's face, whether or not she intends evil on Naya. Raga was amazed by the attitude of Naya's friend. Fortunately, he needed information, otherwise he would have dealt with Kanya. Once it feels safe, then Kanya believes.

"Many, guys in Junior High still love Naya's chatt-in. Then Juna, the handsome one," said Kanya.

Raga just nodded her head while smiling thinly.

'Fight the same leak Juna mah grotto can, small, ' his inner.

"But this is really kasambet mah Kak Raga." Kanya shuddered in horror and continued to clean the dust on the table.

"Hufftt is finally done" said Naya who was proud to see the results of her work.

Raga saw the newly finished floor on the lap by Naya. It turned out to be clean, unlike the women in her class who if told to clean the class will complain a lot and the results are careless.

"Nay, let Kanya just turn the bucket to the toilet." Kanya also lifted the bucket and brought her mop rag.

"I'm aja, gapapa," said Naya who tried to take over the bucket that Kanya brought.

"My life, Nayaa. Naya wants to settle the dalem room, right he said so that it can be made to gather? So let me just." He also came out of the room.

"Why?" Ask Raga confused.

"Take off dong, brother of his shoes. It's in pell!"

"Oh yes." Raga took off her shoes and socks, and then she followed Naya into the back room.

This broadcast room has another room. In front was a rectangular shape, then beside him was a path leading to another room. The school does prepare infrastructure well for its students. So Naya decided that the room was a gathering place for children broadcasting exkul.

Naya sat on the floor while cleaning the contents of the closet in the room. There are many sheets of paper and a summary of this exkul work proker from the old generation. Pretty good but not realizable. Naya also kept it, who knows he can make it happen later with his other proker.

"Why do you choose to wake up excul that has not been lived for a long time? Even though many excrements that have gone well and you can get more relationships?" Asked Raga who was sitting while watching Naya.

"Because I like literature and here there is a support container but no one goes. So mending me walk, right, brother?"

"Yes what does the cave mean for specific reasons?"

Naya stops her activity, she picks up the bag and pulls out her planning book. Naya shifts the floor table to get closer towards Naya and Raga who are now facing. Naya opens the book, then shows it to Raga.

"Try lo lo see. First we have a broadcasting room this big, if not kepake dear. If no one used to walk, now we have to start it all."

"Continue?" Naya now turns her eyes from Naya's book to a more interesting object, yes Naya.

"A lot of enthusiastic people are just like this exkul, both those who have the skill and are interested in this or the same exkul. Proven from the newly created instagram account has many followers. So I'm providing a platform for those who want to express themselves."

Raga nodded, she liked the way Naya thought. The woman who is mind blowing is interesting according to him.

"So, our school is good. With this exkul we can capture the moment of school loh. From the start of information in mading, vidio coverage that was always behind information can be known because there is this proker and does not rule out the possibility of being able to be expanded outside the school. So I guess why not?"

"Yes, cool. You can think rich."

"Gue is more to pingin nyalurin a hobby actually. Because I don't fit in with other people either. I can but I'll be more excited if I do something I like." Naya returned to clean up the closet while arranging some items there.

Raga smiled completely differently, her eyes fixed on Naya's hair. Raga pulled slowly Naya's hair ties and her hair fell down instantly. Naya turned her head and tried to take her hair tie. "Relse ... Balikinn!!"

"Bagusan is parsed that way, pretty." Raga smiled sweetly looking at Naya. Regardless of what feeling Naya was feeling, she quickly shifted her focus by returning to cleaning the closet.

"Gemess," Raga's seductress who keeps seeing Naya's face.

"Diem, don't look at me being so rich!" Naya jutek.

"What if you look at it? Salting huh?" Tempta Raga while chuckling.

"Dislike to be ignored. Especially if it's not important."

"It is important to create inner health. You see lo cave so feel calm."

Naya just clucked, what kind of crocodile she now got. Stale. For him all guys are the same, equally like nonsense.

"Nay, don't jutek-jutek. The cave will like it."

Naya looked towards Raga. What say? Likey? This guy is really ngaco. He could easily talk like that.

"What's? Yeah, the cave just wants a report. If the cave already likes you," said Raga softly with a smile.

"Don't start ngaco."

"How's ngaco? Real cave, cave already said you just take care of it. Do not think of anything, let the cave that came to you until you can believe and accept the cave."