Asthma Heart Eyes

Asthma Heart Eyes
23.Schoolhouse



"Ouh that umm there is no just a regular letter" said Asma gave another reason.


"Ouh okay deh, I'm afraid of strange letters so I just make sure" said Marsela embraced Astma.


Asma immediately put the letter in her bag.


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"Eh Ris see de gelagat Asma kayak is strange" said Rizka observing.


"Hmm, it's like he's something else he usually calm with a face like a demon" said Clarisa staring intently at Asma sitting in front of him.


"Lo not curious?" ask Rizka.


"A little bit but I don't really care,just as Bondan aja the man failed to do his job cih he said never rejected the girl or she dapet queen the kere just can not doubt the old man" said Clarisa staring annoyed.


"Yes my Ris is also strange that Bondan can be rejected by a girl he was a playboy" said Rizka.


"Eh you want to help me not" Clarisa told Rizka.


"Gue is ready if you need more" said Rizka.


"Lo is my good friend" hugging tightly.


"Sans aja" said Rizka.


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Kringg...


"Good children today's lesson until here we continue Wednesday" after delivering the math teacher out.


"As, that two of you want to be together again??" ask Marsela.


"It seems like they are always with me" said Asma.


They went to Najla and Aqila.


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"Ran I joined ya, so there is no hehe temen" said Ali while grinning.


"Ouh come on anyway if there is you we will-we will not be crisp" said Amran while embracing Ali.


"Yehh" Ali was only upset because he was considered a comedy friend.


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In the middle of the journey Rizka saw Asma with her friend.


"When I act" Rizka's grin was plastered with Clarisa's thumbs up.


"Lo can't fail!" clarisa Rizka.


Cling📩


Where's bon lo?


I'm Otw


okay


Rizka suddenly runs and falls in front of Asma and her friend.


Bruck


"Aduhhhhh.tolongin napa" Rizka said while acting in pain.


"Ehhh you why run away like chased by a papuan monkey?" ask Aqila.


"Basar ya lo instead of aided aduhh waist I gout" said Rizka.


Shit I'm tight so really sick_inya


Asthma also helps Rizka stand up but Rizka is still difficult to erect because her waist hurts a little.


"Why did you fall Riz?" ask Asma.


"Is that acting all right As did not see him suddenly fall right in front of us?" said Aqila.


"Eh people really want where only who knows" said Rizka sewot.


"Why even sewot can not mbakknya not emotion kita aja ordinary course" said Aqila while glaring.


"Have you done, so why Riz?" ask Asma calmly.


"So I was in a hurry because Clarisa said there were items she missed in the warehouse" said Rizka while whimpering.


"So you want us to help you??Sorry we all want to be cantinized" Najla said.


"Are you not the same as Rizka?" tanya Asma looked at Rizka's bruised knee.


"No" answered Marsela Najla and Aqila.


"Judah let me take Clarisa's stuff" Asma said to surprise everyone.


"What's really As, do you know he's like?" ask Aqila.


"we are new to school here do not suudzan used to be the same as our own friends" said Asma.


"Yes really" said Aqila.


"However" said Asma smiling.


"What stuff should I take?" ask Asma to Rizka.


"Books are the same as Clarisa mobile phones" said Rizka embraced Astma.


"You don't have to come with me alone" said Asma but all worried.


"We're coming" they all said.


"why haven't you guys been kantin hungry" said Asma.


Asthma immediately walked away towards the warehouse.


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Elsewhere


Bughhhh


It turned out that a ball hit Amran's walking body.


"Sorry,gue accidentally" said the man as he approached Amran.


"No papa" said Amran.


"Other times be careful" Lukman said.


"Oh this, the ball back to the warehouse is like that" said the man without shame.


"What do you think we're babu??" arfan.


"It's not really appropriate for you to use your frills" in a mocking tone.


"We talk politely yes, you are not Indonesian yes.sorry our language does not gaul more maintain self-esteem" said Arfan.


"Lo dares to challenge us hah a lot of bacot lo" before the arm punched Arfan, Amran immediately fended him off.


"Pliss don't be too strong I know a man like you who has power over money but unfortunately your ethics are bad.This school is not a league match" said Amran made the man more upset.


"Lo didn't want any violence, did he turn to the barn" by throwing the ball.


"Don't want to be insulted like that Ran" said Ali.


"It's better to be patient than to bring disaster" Amran immediately carried all the balls into the shed.


"I want to help Amran" Lukman said.


"Do not need the three of you to be kantin you must be hungry" said Amran was embraced by his friend.


"Jaudah we are cannons" said Ali embracing Arfan and Lukman made both of them stare strangely.


Arfan also removed the embrace of Ali.


"So knows you very well li" said Arfan made Ali sad.


"Don't get into the heart, Arfan really likes to joke around" Lukman said.


"You are the only one who cares about me" said Ali.


"I'm the same as you who contemplate non-stop" Lukman said.


"so you're just like an Ali?" ask Ali.


"No kidding you're Amran's friend so you're my friend" Lukman said, gently making Ali feel happy to have a good friend.


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Amran went into the school warehouse to put the ball in its place.


"Key, Bondan is in!!" clarisa Rizka.


after finishing storing the ball Amran intended to get out but the door could not open.


"How could not be opened" Amran continued to try but unfortunately still can not he finally resigned.


"This ahk may be the book, but the phone is not there I say what it is to Rizka" Asma immediately walked quickly because she was afraid that the break time was over.


Buggghhh


Without knowing it he hit someone's back.


He looked up and the man looked back, both of them surprised.


"Amran.."pronounced Asthma.


"Asma.." said Amran.


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