AL And EL
The Twenty-one Miracle
"You don't need to know what"
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El came home late at night, today he had no intention of competing in the ring. He opened the door, looked at the empty room, where were his parents?
He walked up the steps of the stairs, until at his doorstep, that step had to come to a halt
Kharisma stood up haughtily, turned the phone around and stared with a sharp humusan
"Just home?" he grins
El did not intend to answer, directly walking across the Kharisma just like that. He put the bag on the table, pulled out a math notebook and worked on the problem.
"Hey bastard son" Kharisma stepped up, stroking El's chair until the man turned his head.
"Gue sense in a moment" Kharisma leaned her body "Elo's pleasure doesn't last long"
And walk away.
I don't know what kind of calm Khariama meant. Is he gonna make El feel more miserable in this house. Or he'll pit the sheep between Glori and El.
There is nothing that makes El too worried, the proof is that the man went back to work on the matter without wanting to know more about what dark Kharisma means.
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Al closed his eyes while his body was on the bed. He smiled, a smile that was much more revealing than his usual day. The shadow where he was near El made his heart race.
"Ihhhhhh" Al stomped his feet, jumping happily on the bed.
"It seems that Al should write a list of what would Al datengi same El"
Al walked across the chair and wrote on his pink binder book. She smiled occasionally blushing from her own writing.
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Alriestella stands waiting for El to arrive at the school gate. He played his bag, glancing down the street if the cold man was walking towards him. Al looked at the shoelaces, kicked a pebble and sang.
As he looked up El was already walking almost closer to him.
"Good morning Al's boyfriend" said Al with a special grin
Al immediately walked up to El's wide steps, holding his arm shamelessly. The hair that was twisted one curled behind, thick eyebrows and white face look sparkling when exposed to the morning sun.
"Lo what?" it was the first sentence that made Al stop. He was still smiling, probably not going to stop if El didn't make him stop
"Jalan el" he said
"But it doesn't have to be tough"
Al smiled again, then weakened his hand not to hold El's arm. They walked aside, with different faces and with different hearts. The goal of Al and El is to roftof up enjoy the morning air with silence.
Al stretches out his hands, inhaling as much air from inside his nose as possible.
"Freshly" said Al almost broke the eardrum.
El shifted the chair, sitting on the reok chair while passing out a math book
"Oh yeah, we got some math PR"
Al patted his forehead and moved his chair, he sat down in front of El and pulled out a notebook.
Al's weakness is math and counting, he won't be able to finish this before eight.
"El, Al nyontek ya" Al tried to put on a slashing face, blinked his eyes repeatedly so that El felt pity and cheat on him.
"Where can Al, can't do math" whined Al harder.
"That's why don't you have a gig tonight"
"Aa Elll, Al will be punished by Nita. Well yeah yeah"
Al put together two palms. He swiped to beg El.
The man scolded and took out a notebook and gave it to Al.
"Again but" said El half not willingly
Al grinned, forcibly snatched El's book, and then copied it. It's faster than he has to do one problem after another.
"Thank you Al's girlfriend"
The book was returned by Al upon completion, with a smile always adorning Al's face.
El didn't have much to say or he said something just put the book in a bag and read the matter in the package book.
"Aren't you tired of learning?" tanya Al filled the silence.
El just shook his head, overwriting with a yellow stabio. The most important part that makes it easier if El will learn.
"Aren't you dizzy learning it?"
El sighed, this time he started to get annoyed with all the question questions from Al. For a moment she regretted why back then, she could ask Al to be her boyfriend. Just because he didn't want to lose the one person who loved him.
"Lo can't be?" el asked more fiercely.
With a smile that pointed at the row of teeth, Al shook his head. Instead he played the stabilo that was used by El to overwrite the writing. Al crossed out the package book section, replacing it with a picture of a yellow rose. For a second El was blown away by the image, a picture formed with just one swipe.
"Lo can draw?" asked El in a soft voice.
Al looked up, smiled again "Cuman can be aja"
The book was instantly shifted by El, closed and put in a bag.he stood staring at Al with a glance.
"Gue wants to go to the toilet, don't follow me" he said.
After that El really left. Al was only able to stare at El's back from afar. He drew a smile, a smile that was always sincere.
On the last step of the stairs, El stopped, he recalled how the painting could have happened, how the petals could be beautifully drawn. Just because of that, he was fascinated by Al.
El sighed, continued walking and stopped when he saw the smile that had always been in his house was now in front of him.
"Lo" El's voice seemed to be choked
"Why, elo shocked?" ask Kharisma.
The man put his hand in his pants pocket, stepped forward and patted El on the shoulder.
"From now on, the house and the school will be hell for you" he walked away leaving El glued.
El undoes his intention to go to the toilet, choosing to enter the classroom with great nervousness. He clenched his hands, looked around while thinking.
What if his classmates knew that he was an illegitimate child. Arnol flicked his palm in front of El's eyes. The man looked over in shock.
"Elo I call from earlier not nyahut nyahut nyahut" said Arnol "Got eraser?"
El shook his head to cast away the shadow of past events. In pulling the bag, take out the pencil case and thrust the eraser into Arnol
"Well, you said you didn't have an eraser" Arnol frowned
