Arsel And Dara

(2) Arsel Nolan Vernando

(Can't be? )

Arsel Nolan Vernando

The name Badge was clearly attached to the right side of the shirt, parallel to the red and white flag that was sewn on the upper left side of the pocket. Justifying the location of the tie is a little loose not to forget the upward hair arrangement that is always the main bangs of its appearance.

Like father like son's?

Arsel snatched his jacket, ash-back bag, and motor key. Closing the bedroom door, going down the stairs to meet his family.

Arsel kissed her round cheek.

"Morning, mother my gaze,"

Renata, Mother Arsel is smiling beautifully.

"Beauty first, eat first, Mother make your favorite sandwhich."

Arsel nodded and walked towards his younger brother, Nada and Rama.

Rama aged smp and Nada aged sd.

"The ice cube of Antarctica" he said to Rama, looking down at his sister's cheek. Rama was two years apart from Arsel. Because, Rama was if at school like pendiem and talk as necessary.

Rama snorted annoyed at the name given by his brother.

"For nagging" said Arsel shuffling Nada's hairdo.

An annoyed grunting tone. "Mother, Brother Arsel! "

Arsel chuckles.

"Cell! Your habits, later adek. nangis! " Arsel looked at Elfan, his father, then walked over.

"Morning as well" Arsel kissed the back of Elfan's hand.

Arsel sat in his chair, and mocked his sister's teasing. Arsel ate the sandwhich the renata gave him, and drank his milk.

"So, I'm about to go half seven, go there. Don't bother me, it's late. "

Arsel turned a glance at Renata then switched to his watch almost 10 minutes late. His head was raised to see Rama gulping down white water.

"Do you want me to Ram? My ride is free. "

Rama glimpsed and then shook his head.

"Get me stuff? No thanks. I brought a motorbike"

Arsel chuckles.

"Jaudah if Arsel left first Bun, Dad" he said and then greeted both.

Not forgetting he pinched Rama's nose until the man hissed in anger.

"SISTER ARSELL!! "

Arsel laughed and ran forward.

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Arsel took off his full-face helmet and shriek loudly from various directions barged in his earlobe. He put his helmet in the rear view mirror and tidied his hair back.

Arsel gave a small smile several times to the girl who had just greeted him. Honestly, Arsel felt uncomfortable since he first entered GARUDA High School.

Arsel sped up his steps, his smile widened plastered all of a sudden when he managed to get into his class, immediately he closed the door of his classroom meeting tightly avoiding the attack of the hyenas.

Arsel did not know if his actions made Dara who had been present since earlier was shocked.

"Congratulations, phew" he said turning around. And just then, their eyes met.

Arsel put on a stupid smile and Dara responded with a snort then returned to his book.

Anjir, just fucked me.

Arsel's eyes glared at the entire bench that was still empty. As soon as he realized, only himself and Dara were the two.

Good though. At least Arsel can be free from hundreds of attacks by a group of women.

Arsel's bored. He glanced at Dara who seemed to flinch even a little with fingers that once turned the book sheet. Unknowingly, Arsel was late looking at Dara's calm face.

When you look at it, Dara is beautiful. The girl was like calm water. Arsel was curious.

Arsel's not as smart as Dara. But he's not stupid either. The rank Three. That was already his title from smp.

Feeling stared at, Dara told her to turn her head right. And again, their eyes met. Arsel was a little surprised when Dara suddenly turned her head towards him.

But he tries to control it and gives a smile that melts the day of any girl.

Dara raised an eyebrow and looked back at the book.

Twice ignored, Arsel's curiosity soared. He got up and approached Dara's table which was only blocked by one pair of benches.

There was a moaning movement, Dara looked up at a glance and then looked back at the book. It seemed like the book before him captivated his heart from Arsel's handsome face.

Arsel snorted small. Three times the permirah!

"Gue hotan lo, " said Arsel opened the conversation. His eyes were not even a little moved from Dara, even though one by one his classmates arrived.

"Gue knows you're gasuka, but I'm curious".

Dara flipped the next sheet, completely uninterested for barbaur in that conversation.

"Hisut kek, the handsome man kayak gini dicuekin, ntar lo nyesel loh"

Arsel began to get anxious, he sat himself in front of the Dara bench facing the girl.

"Is your book there a photo of your idol until your handsome face like gini you have no interest to look at? "

Arsel leaned over to look at Dara's book. But Dara, just put the book out of Arsel's presence.

"In the morning, I was just hirting aja lo Sel, " Said Didi who walked with two people behind him and put his bag.

"New demon? " Chat Oji, the man with the black hoodie attached to his body.

"Whose yesterday want some humanity? " Now it's Zaki's turn to speak, a man with great hair, typical of badboys.

"This is a characteristic feature of people who if the morning never dapet intake of character education. He likes to play slanted gossip, " Arsel said full of mockery.

Didi was Arsel's childhood friend,

And Oji and Zaki, the Arsel shabat of Class 9

Arsel's eyes returned to the center of Dara which did not change its position at all from earlier.

"By the cake, you're not mute, are you? "

Ask Arsel carefully, afraid of quibbling. Oji, Zaki and Didi did not want to be out of their sight.

Dara was feeling uneasy, immediately closed the book and looked at the annoyed Arsel who arrived silent.

"Whisper! " Say Dara was full of emphasis and then got up and sauntered away.

The blaring claps of his friend's friend made Arsel aware.

"Wow! An Arsel just ignored a girl? " Zaki laughed happily. "Mamam tuh beans," he continued.

"****! Diem. " Three of his friends were successfully amused by the level of Arsel who felt annoyed.

"Lagian lo both, "Arsel stared at Zaki and Oji alternately. "What class are you? "

"Still smelling orok aja songong, balagu lo! " Zaki sat on his lap beside Didi and then fad, scraping the contents of the Arsel drawer that he had guessed was full.

"How many Ki? " Curse Oji. With a excited face.

Zaki took out all the contents of the drawer filled with chocolate bars, a rose, a love letter that made Arsel nauseous, and a gift that filled her with nothing.

"Crazy, your fans are getting more and more aja bro. " Zaki shook his head in disbelief with everything in front of him.

"Don't forget, the fiercer it is as well. " Ucapa Didi is embraced by Zaki.

"Who is good? " Oji looked at Arsel who looked unappetised with all that.

"By taking it home. "

Arsel sits himself in front of Didi, takes out his pants and plays games.

"Asikkkkk! This is called Temen! " Oji stretched his hand. Prepare to take everything.

"Eh pony! For rata woy! Play to raup! " The unacquainted Zaki immediately split the prize.

Didi just shook her head and chuckled,

Since Arsel did not intend to play the game, his mind was raging about the incident with Dara earlier. Unknowingly, he smiled a little.

But in a hurry he nodded quickly. Why do I think of Dara?

Not long after, the bell rang. All students go into class. Oji and Zaki had already come out with the gift. And now, all students of class 2 IPA 3 was fully filled only Dara who had not entered the class.

Arsel circulated his gaze looking for the whereabouts of the girl. A knock came from the door, and found the girl he was looking for to be the center of view, walking to his stool and ready to greet the teacher.

Arsel again did not realize if he had fallen into Dara's attitude. Until a break made him blink.

"Lo likes Dara? " Bisik Didi, making Arsel glare unacceptable. He looked ahead, averted his eyes but the brain asked him many times.

No, it's not possible, is it?

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