AL And EL
The Miracle of the Seventeen
"New mood is not always bad"
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El kept kicking the pebbles while standing on the trotar of the road. Coming home early makes him in a dilemma, especially on Friday like this, he is confused about having to go home and meet his stepmom or go where the old building alone.
In that old building, at this hour no one is there, going to the cafe will just waste money, in the library, at hours like this many libraries are closed. He wants to stay in school, at least until four in the afternoon, so he doesn't see Kharisma at home.
"Ell" a call from someone made him turn his head.
The girl was standing next to him. "You want to come with Al to Arnol's house?"
A coincidence, El doesn't want to go home nor does she want to hang out with someone. But Al's invitation was very beneficial for him not to be at home.
El menagngguk's. The first of all the calls Al ever wanted was approved by El. The girl pulled the corner of the lips, soaring in excitement.
"Choop here"
Al unknowingly pulled El's hand, almost grasping her.
They headed towards the black sedan car, the light reflection making El's eyes narrow. Al opens the door and asks El to sit next to him.
Arnol and Ivana turned towards the passenger seat, rounding their mouths.
"El come with us"
Although the look of Al's eyes seemed to glow, Arnol actually turned his back, he did not like El, of all things entered in terms of appearance, according to El's good looks really intolerable anymore.
Inevitably he pulls the gas towards his house, bringing his three friends to go to the magnificent house of Arnol. Even there, Al did not stop clucking, he was amazed to see the magnificent house of Arnol that deserves to be called a palace.
"Come in" asked Arnol.
Even inside they are still greeted with extraordinary luxury. Some people welcomed them.
"Bi, same juice snacks yes. Anterine to the top"
They followed Arnol to his room, which was three times larger than Al's. With comfortable wifi and cooling facilities.
"Can you play a game?" arnol asked El to arrive.
Playing games, El often advance it when Junior High first. Along with a nod from El's head, Arnol throws a ps stick.
"Temenin I maen, males I maen alone"
They both sat facing the screen. The game falls on the ball, squeezing ps sticks to move their ava.
Al and Ivana are busy getting stuck while opening their phones, streaming free wifi.
"Wuii kenceng also maen lo El"
Arnol clucked as he was overwhelmed against El.
"Elo must see the strategy of the opponent" replied El.
The sentence made Arnol's hand movements stop, he did not expect that El seayik. Not as he thought.
"Have you been playing ginian a lot?" tanya Arnol interrupted sliding ps stick.
"Not too often, most if I have money"
El subconsciously shared about himself with Arnol, sharing something he never intended to share.
"Gue isn't really very good at this game"
"Why do we play Fortnite?" take Arnol
El looks "lo have?"
Arnol has changed the program "punya, I'm a hobby of this game"
"Bdw you can't?" ask Arnol
El did not shift the direction of view, still focused on the screen even with the usual expression "gue only ever played this game twice" replied El
"Oh yeah, let's try first, if I can't teach you later"
"The game is the same as in PUBG. We have to survive" added Arnol.
El nodded, he stared at the screen where the game had already begun.
"Arnol, what are you taking Al with Ivana here for?"
Al who was bored finally slipped in the middle of Arnol and El.
They seem busy shifting sticks without caring about Arnol and El.
Al clucked, finally taken by Arnol
"Gue was just at home alone, so ngajak lo both, uh it turns out elo ngajak El, and El can maen game. So you are both useless here" replied Arnol lightly
"So elo bring us just to ngusir time sfor elo doang? "
Ivana yanhg from behind.
"Nyebelin is so Arnol"
Al stood stomping his legs repeatedly.
"Lo sure the new El maen this game twice?" ask Arnol to make sure
El nodded
"Why are you so frisky? Well lose me"
Arnol slams original ps sticks. He clucked in annoyance, as El got up from sitting.
"I'm going home at four o'clock"
Arnol nodded, Al and Ivana also got up.
"Gue also wants to go back, the driver is already in front of me waiting" Ivana came out first
"Al also went home"
Al and El alike exit the door, leaving behind Arnol who instantly snores subtly.
They're out of Arnol's house. Putting hands on while walking leisurely. El forgets when he plays games, playing with Arnol a little make him entertained, making him forget that this bastard can be happy.
"El, Al don't know if El can play a game?"
Al keeps following El from behind sometimes he pulls El's shirt from behind.
El did not answer to continue to focus on the streets.
"Where is El going?" ask Al
El still did not answer, continued walking without looking at Al.
"Al's coming with El?"
The whimper from Al did not make him uncomfortable, he was already used to the behavior of this girl.
"Gue wants to go to the old building" replied El coldly
"Al's coming"
Al pulled on El's uniform, the man turned his head, glancing where the girl's face was full of hadar.
El sniffed, then nodded which instantly changed the expression on Al's face.
They walked down the narrow alley, entered the old building and were greeted with Ginanjar, palatih El.
Ginajar had shifted his gaze to Al, the girl was nyegir.
"Who?" ask Ginajar to El
"Temen" replied El briefly and then walked towards the dressing room.
The girl faithfully followed El even into the dressing room without any fear at all. Ginanjar was surprised, El never brought anyone to this place.
"Why is Lo still here?" El who was about to lift his clothes undoed his intention when he saw Al's face still smiling
"Ikutin El" replied Al
"Gue wants to change, get out" El kicked out
"Don't want to"
Al shook his head, staying in his place faithfully
"Gue wants to change" El repeated in annoyance
"Got out?"
This time El's words followed with a sharp glint from his eyes. Al kicep, turn around and get out of the dressing room.
At least El has brought him to this place, letting him know what El's doing. Progress in their relationship
