AL And EL

The Miracle of Forty

It has no expression but has a million soft feelings

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After returning home from school, Al hurriedly ran out of class so Ivana did not invite him to go to a strange place. Al's swift cusp to stumble over the tree root in front of the gate, he fell down, already bleeding shame anyway.

"Aw" Al whimpered in pain, some of the students looking at him pityingly also laughed.

"Duh neng if single nyium Abang aja do not land" commented one of the students who looked like a bad boy

"She has a boyfriend" said her friend

Slowly Al stood up, and the three students who teased him earlier had gone to their respective motorcycles

"Al" Kharisma was astonished to see Al's knee bleed

"Lo not papa?" Ask Kharisma sympathetically.

Al just nodded, trying to hide the pain in the injured elbow and knee. Although Al's knee was bleeding, the little-faced woman laughed grimly

"He he, Al didn't papa, Al fell" he said

"Gue medicine first yes"

"No need Kharisma" Al still laughs while fanning the knee that was sweaty "Kan Al wants to meet El, so that later can be treated with El"

Kharisma smiled slanted, especially when his true intentions had to be rejected on the grounds of a man named El Nevaro. Seeing Al's face full of sweat, Kharisma guess, this woman rushed out of class to meet her man, did El not go to school?

"Where is El? Isn't he in school?" Ask Kharisma full of suspicion, yes last night El did not go home, Kharisma also will not ask where the bastard son went, anyway it is better if El willingly went from his home

"El again at the boxing spot" ups Al just said a sentence that no one should know

"I mean elo?"

"Ha, I don't know, Al didn't say anything, Al came home first Kharisma, dadaaaaa" Al hurried away before Kharisma questioned him even more.

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El was mopping the boxing room run by Ginanjar, the working man of Time part was busy in college. El stared at the floor he had mop precisely stepped on by Erik without sin.

Brakkk

The mop was slammed deliberately by El, while Erik was still sweeping on the floor that had been mop by El, and Erik did not hear the mop being slammed, he was too busy listening to music from his earphones.

Bugh

El was too furious to kick Erik's butt hard, the burly man who every time the bet was always his enemy was slumped.

"*******" said Erik did not accept, the man removed the earphones and pulled the collar El "do you mean what? You want a duel with me?" Erik's face looked pias

And this expressionless man only showed the floor with his eyes. Erik's eyeballs followed the direction of El's eyes and released a grip with embarrassment.

Erik picked up a broom and moved to the main door, mending him away rather than fighting with El Nevaro.

Erik was still whistling as he started sweeping at the main door, sweeping in a motion so stiff that his burly body often clashed with the seats in the spectator stands.

The door that was originally closed was slowly opened, Erik thought Ginanjar the main coach had come, it turned out that a girl in high school uniform was looking right and left. His face was so cute and small, half-shoulder hair with brownish black eyeballs .

"Hi, you're the one who fights in the ring with El, right?" Tanya Al was so friendly.

Erik raised his eyebrows "El?" Erik asked "Who's Lo?"

Honestly Erik was astonished by the behavior of this girl in front of him. How can a plain-faced woman without shame say a sentence as long as it is full of piety.

"Lo's El's girlfriend, El, who doesn't have that facial expression"

"Honey, El it has a facial expression, you're the one who doesn't know El if it's expression" Al didn't accept when El said he didn't have facial expression

"When did you ever see El prepping?"

"Time El was angry"

Hearing the answer of the woman whose height was just under Erik's shoulder, Erik immediately laughed. The man who had just been talked about was carrying a bucket of dirty water, El's eyebrows were immediately intertwined, staring at Al without any friendship at all.

"Ngapain elo here?" Ask El sharp

"Al kangen the same El, at the school hours lamaaaaaa very, like not muter muter" Al immediately approached where El stood.

Erik stared at the two, they did not look dating, really, Al was too chasing while El just stared meaninglessly at Al.

"Lo said it's still here, there's the inside broom" El said immediately walked away followed by Al from behind.

Following the steps of the man who always walked quickly to make Al's knee pain, the woman stopped to fan the wound on the knee while in an inflatable blow, while El continued to walk regardless of Al again. He threw the dirty water in the sewer, then returned and looked at Al who was still crouching fanning his knees.

"Why's Lo's knee?" The heavy sound made Al look up.

"Why El, Al had already fallen in school" said Al without a sick expression at all, the woman immediately stood up "El again why? want Al helpin not, Al's power is still strong" he said

"No need" El walked more slowly, deliberately waiting for Al's steps that swallowed because of his wound.

Arriving at the boxing room, El turned to the right and left and placed a bucket with a mop next to the ring, the man pulled Al's hand towards the changing room. There is a p3k contact that Ginanjar prepares for the boxers, although the boxers will not use it.

"Sit down" said El who was immediately obeyed by Alriestella.

The short-haired woman looked at El who was walking to pick up the p3k box, pulled out alcohol and smeared Al's injured knee. Seeing El as latent inexplicably Al's heart warmed up, looking up at El's hair from up there his heart beat

"Tomorrow if the road does not nanggung nanggung fall, all fall from the 13th floor" said El cruel

Al instead laughed and was not hurt by El's words that sounded serious

"El joking?" it was the sentence Al had managed to say after he laughed out loud.

The man put down the alcohol and took the red medicine, applying a little to Al's injured knee.

"Aw, El's heart aches" whined Al

El reapplied while blowing Al's knee niup, trying to relieve the pain felt by the 17-year-old girl.

"Where else?" El asked after the red medicine had been applied to Al's knee.

"This" Al thrust his hand, making El move to sit beside Al and smear alcohol and red medicine into the wound on Al's elbow.

The woman laughed gigglingly, let alone seeing the serious face of an El Nevaro while treating her. El looked up, looking at the two eyes of Al who narrowed with laughter.

"El funny knows, cook ngobatin his face sore so fierce" Al held back a laugh especially when El looked at him as sharp as a knife.

El continued to treat Al's wounds that had been delayed.

"Al saranin tomorrow El do not be a doctor, because pity his patient El, later even more pain fitting fierce face El"

The man put down the medicine box and stared intensely at Alriestella's face. As soon as Al looked in front of his eyes the two stared for so long, they did not even blink and stopped breathing just from staring at each other. El smiled, a smile that was so noticeable just because he was staring at Al's face this close. Small face, narrow eye group, thick eyebrows and thin lips. As El's gaze fell on Al's lip area, slowly El's face drew closer, so Alriestella had to close her eyes and hold tightly onto her skirt.