
Naufal, Repan and Vano were just wobbly while frowning next to an eyebrow, they did not expect it to happen like this. Tasya was so angry, the girl just lowered her head while sobbing holding back her cries.
"Ehh..ehh, said Sri the painting is kumpulin now!" said one of Tasya's classmates.
All the students took care of all the painting equipment, and gathered their works.
Tasya's cry grew louder, Naya approached Tasya feeling sorry for the girl.
"Udahlah Syaa, anyways this is not one loe kok, do not cry ugly or cry rich boy," said Naya tried to entertain Tasya.
"But Nay if I don't cuddle later I will get punishment from Sri ma'am," Tasya replied with a sob.
"Ehh, gini yes, my new student has apologized even though I am not the one who said it, it's up to you to say sorry or not," said Naufal, then left in front of Tasya and Naya.
"Basic has no heart! no more responsibility, ice cube guy!" tasya said while shouting.
Naufal continued to ignore Tasya's words as if he had not heard what Tasya said.
"Udahlah Syaa, what else? Brother Naufal is that person, already mending us to the canteen!" said Naya.
Finally Tasya relented, Tasya decided to go to the cafeteria with Naya.
As Tasya had previously alleged, he will be punished. One of Tasya's classmates told him that Tasya was waiting in Sri's room. Tasya could only resign, Tasya walked out of the canteen. Sometimes Tasya takes a rough breath.
Because Tasya did not collect his paintings, Tasya was in the law to clean up the library. At first Tasya refused, but how else was Bu Sri a teacher who could not bargain.
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The rain is an angel that comes down from the sky. So, rain is a blessing for every living thing that lives on the surface of this earth. The rain is beautiful. The sound of his speck is a melodious song that echoes. Its gentle aroma slowly infiltrated and created peace within the heart.
The sky looked pretty bad this morning. The black fibers hanging at the horizon's feet incarnate the gray curtains of the sun's golden barrier of light. The rain had just subsided, but the drizzle was still left to accompany the steps of a girl who sounded dabbling splitting the puddles of rain.
This is where Tasya is. At a stop near his house, after he ran away - ran from the house to the stop. Tasya was waiting for a public vehicle to pass by his school. Today Tasya's father can't take Tasya to school because there are office matters. Tasya had to take public transport.
He had been sitting there for ten minutes, but no vehicles had passed. The girl took off the bag that was perched on her back. Imerogoh the bag, took his favorite flat object. Tasya decided to play the phone for a while to fight his boredom.
The sun is almost up, the clock is 07:00. Soon the school gate will be closed, but the girl has not found any public transport passing by.
The figure of the guy from the motorcycle, opening the helmet on his head he looked at the figure of the girl who was busy playing a cellphone.
"Ecchem..." That guy's even chirping.
Tasya stopped his activity playing the phone. He turned his eyes to look at the person who was talking to him. His eyebrows are linked.
"Gapain loe here?" Tasya.
"Good!" Say it flat.
Tasya rolled her eyes lazily. If no one wants to answer the question, it will not be done. The girl relented and decided to answer the man's words.
"Relieve it!" Tasya answered by raising her voice.
"Road up! we're leaving!"
"Cih, what - what the hell loe? Want my meaning?"
"Good!"
"So, I don't want to!"
"Well, do I want to carry it myself?"
"Ck, you're usually ngancem doang."
Tasya got up from his seat. Stepping lazily towards the red ninja motor. He took the helmet perched in front and put it on his head.
Kira - who do you think it is, who hit Tasya?
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