AL And EL

The Thirteen Wonders

"There is no need to explain what they think wrong, because the misunderstood will continue to misunderstand"

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El was already standing, maybe he would go towards Miss Ani's table.

"That's what you guys are"

Al chased after El, although the distance between himself and El was not far, but Al still ran.

"El, I'm sorry about them"

Al pulled on El's uniform, the man stood up sighing and brushed off Al's grip.

As she was about to walk, Miss Ani's voice made El stop

"Listen yes, the name of this group I have noted on the laptop. So there's no group change event" after saying that he just left.

El and Al alike are transfixed with different hearts.

"Yes El, no papa, we have another discussion" Al's smile expands.

Inevitably El returned to his chair, he had no interest in cultural arts. Ivana folds her hands, she sits while Arnol is busy with snacks.

"So where are we rehearsing?" ask Al for them.

El just stared at Al's face, a face he had just realized that the girl was very tiny, eyes narrow, eyebrows not too dense and brown eyes that glowed. El even realized this, realizing that Al had a mole on his neck.

"It's all Al" replied Ivana. While watching her nails

"Where if in his cafe om Welno, there is a place where there is also wifi" suggested Al with sumringah

"Gue ok" said Arnol

Ivana nodded without saying a word, Al turned to look at El, the girl was instead made nervous with a sharp look from El.

"Where do you want to practice at cafe om Welno?"

His voice sounded soft, stared at like that Al's heart was beating fast.

El nodded expressionlessly at all.

"So starting tomorrow, tomorrow's the weekend" suggested Al. They nodded. Not untul El, the man just stared at Al with a fixed.

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Wekend feels fast, according to their promise, now Ivana and Al have been sitting waiting for the two men to come. They ordered hot chocolate, while listening to a mellow song from a loudspeaker.

Sura bell from the door made the two of them compactly turn their head, Arnol the man walked over with an innocent snort.

"Haiii cinggu"

"What a week, howling times" said Ivana.

"Sunday is Korean pe'a, meaning friend"

Arnol took a seat beside Ivana. Raise the right leg to jump over the left leg. Groping pants pocket. Take out your phone and open a game app.

"This El where the hell was it so long?"

Ivana was impatient, repeatedly clucking while sipping chocolate that had cooled.

"Prophe Ivana, at best he has needs" Al tried to calm the anger of Ivana who had walked to the fifth needle.

"Ear more fuss about the UN" as long as Arnol more provoke Ivana hot.

Arnol is still fun playing games, Ivana is late with her youtubenya. Open the makeup application without shifting your eyes.

Al knocks a finger on the table, repeatedly he turns to the door, every time he hears the sound of the bell produced by the door he always turns. If it was El.

"We're training first how's Al?" tanya Ivana has stopped herself from watching youtube

"Can't, we should know first your voice. Who knows El has a high tone" said Al

"But at this hour the El has not come, do not he not come will not come?" arnol said changing the sitting position

"My bloated stomach is waiting for El" Ivana's great-grandson was upset

"Patience, who knows El's still on the street"

Al is still thinking positively about something.

"I'll be pulling out in a few hours, I have Febri's appointment" Arnol said.

"Yes, we've waited another half hour, if until the El did not come. We're going to pull this out" Ivana said

They decide to wait back, Al wants to call El if he has the man's mobile number. Unfortunately, even one class does not have a mobile number. Al Degus, he was very afraid of making Ivana and Arnol hate El.

Time goes on without a word. Now it had been forty-five minutes of them waiting. Even Arnol has turned off the game and put it in his pants pocket, Ivana also tidied the phone into a bag, polishing lips with lipstick and tidying hair.

"Gue wants to pull out" Arnol stood up. Wagging the black pants that had been exposed to a little dust.

Crates

Someone from the door made the three turn, El Nevaro Semanding, was running around with a backpack on the shoulder, sweat pouring and a little scratch on the cheek.

"Lo where the hell is. We've been waiting for an hour and a half" as long as Arnol gets hot.

El regulated the irregular breathing, swallowed the saliva and prepared to answer

"Gue___"

"Udahlah, late elo dateng, we already want to go home" cut Ivana quickly.

Al barbed, trying to break up his friend

"Si El has come, we practice for a while" said Al

"Can't be Al, I have a promise with Febri"

Arnol was already fed up of staring at the innocent face of El.

"Gini deh, we've heard the El's past. If it makes sense we will continue the exercise if not. Well we'll pull it" Ivana said

"Where the hell is that?" asked Arnol impatiently

Arnol noticed the sweat dripping on El's temple, watching the man's tired face. Watching the irregular breath.

"With the style of elo kayak gini, I'm sure you abis sports ?"

El's eyebrows shot up even so he wouldn't say that he had fought with his half-brother. He took a breath, nodding slowly with guilt though not too noticeable.

"Fuck ya elo, we wait here for hours elo asikan sport" decak Arnol memamas.

"If this group is not important to you, mending all of you do not have to leave"

Ivana immediately grabbed the bag and passed away. He didn't want to argue any longer with El. While Arnol she grabbed her hair slowly

"If not for Al who entered elo into this group I don't want a group equally elo"

Arnol leaves Al and El, who are still glued.