Bad Boy Agents

A failed attempt

Gayatri stood in the parking lot. He was confused when he saw the wheel of his motor that was tied to a chain. Not tied to the pole but with other motor wheels. The wheels are the wheels of Shaka's sport motorbike.

Just this time the girl screeched fiercely, while the one who did the frown was instead chuckling in the distance. He sat down on the stairs while waiting for Gayatri to turn around and nag her.

“Lo will definitely turn around and nyamperin me. I am very sure,” muttered Shaka while staring intently at the back of Gayatri. The hope that the suggestion he did, would come to the girl.

Gayatri could only exhale her irritated breath, she immediately turned around to look for the perpetrator and it turned out that the culprit was sitting casually on the stairs. He grinned thinly while raising his eyebrows. His gaze was fixed on Gayatri while muttering,

"Come and declare your love. Tell me you want me. Come and bring the flowers. So you can make myself fly. I'm here." Errata, you sing Shaka instead.

"Ah well, very tension authority 😏"

Sure enough, Gayatri set her foot to meet Shaka, the man was already smiling happily because he was finally going to talk to the girl. He wondered what the girl really sounded like. What is big like a female tiger or small like a baby ant. Hah, Shaka is impatient.

‘Tttiiiddd!!!'

The sound of a long horn suddenly stopped Gayatri's footsteps who was about to visit Shaka. The girl immediately turned to the owner of the duck bike. Who else would have owned it if not Zaidan who was grinning a horse.

“Nyebrang don't look. Where the hell are you going?” ask the man. Gayatri did not chim in, she just looked at Shaka with annoyance. “Lo what's the same thing as a new kid? Lo like ya?” Zaidan. Because at this school, the figure of Shaka is very popular and liked by many girls.

Hearing Zaidan's speech, Gayatri stopped approaching Shaka. He went back to his bike. Looking for a screwdriver or whatever is in the trunk of his motorcycle, to remove the motorcycle tire from the tire Shaka.

“Ooohh, lo kerjain?” ask Zaidan. He also looked at Shaka who was walking closer. He just found out that the popular man in this school also likes to prank a schoolgirl. If it had been another girl, perhaps Zaidan would have let it go, but he would not have stayed silent if it was Gayatri.

“Udah, you are born. Go home with me. Later also the chain will be released also the same stud. No work yet!” grunted Zaidan in annoyance. He did not like the girl he was friends with since this kind of kindergarten got unpleasant treatment.

Gayatri did not immediately comply, he still tried to remove the lock with a wire that he had piped. This is the way my father taught her.

“Ish, stubborn lo ya. Yes, yes, justin. Later in the afternoon I take the bike, which is important to turn back first before nyokap lo repet rich firecrackers seventeen augustusan.” Zaidan picked up Gayatri's helmet and held it, waiting for the girl to stand up from her place.

Gayatri finally complied. He stood up from his place and took the helmet from Zaidan's hand. He had no choice but to return with Zaidan.

“Where, can I remove the chain?” asked Shaka on a whim. Look at his thin grinning and handsome smile. Errata, this man is handsome.

“What do you mean by Aya?” Zaidan immediately confronted Shaka who was approaching Gayatri. It became a solid wall that prevented Shaka from approaching.

“Nothing, I just want to talk to him. Can't you?” Shaka doesn't really like Zaidan interfering. He tried to stare at Gayatri, but Zaidan always stopped him. Move to the right and to the left in the direction of Shaka's view.

“Si Aya does not like to chat, let alone the same idle guy like lo. Go all the way!” Zaidan ruffled his waist to rebuke Shaka.

“If I don't want to, how?” Unyielding is Shaka's prayer, you have to remember that.

“Lo opposite us-us.” The answer was heard from the mouth of the school thug who approached Shaka. Six teenagers confronted him the other day.

Shaka tried to calm down. One thing Shaka just found out about a Gayatri. Behind his silence, it turns out there are people who guard and defend him. This girl was like a rose surrounded by many sharp thorns. Gayatri is highly protected by these students. But he saw that Gayatri ignored them.

“You fight where?” One teenager is approaching. He raised his sleeves and showed his large body muscles in front of Shaka.

“Oh, so make a chat with Aya should use fight first huh?” Shaka asked indifferently.

"Fight us first if you want to talk to Aya." The teenager was clearly defiant, while Gayatri looked calm behind Zaidan.

“Okey, I'm not afraid of you all. I can face you all, but don't use jotos. I'm sure you all don't want it if the school knows we fight and we're all out of here?”

Shaka tries to alert the teenager with a mild threat. He knows exactly, a fight is one of the major violations in this school and as a result the culprit can be removed from this school. They certainly will not want to if they have to get expelled, because graduates from this school are certainly accepted at any university. Therefore they would try to survive in this elite school.

The six teenagers turned to each other and it seemed like they agreed with Shaka's words. “Continue, in what way?” ask one of the teenagers.

“Tanding sports. What sport can you do?” challenge Shaka.

“Cuih! Ngeremehin us - we're the new boy! Do not think because you are the most cute lo can defeat us-we.” One teenager seemed to be in displease.

“Okey, I do not mean ngeremehin lo all. That's why I give honor to you guys surein what sport we will compete.” Shaka gives bait to these kids. There is no sport that he does not master therefore he is very confident.

"You want to fight what?" zaidan asked the six teenagers.

A teenager at their helm asked Zaidan to come closer. Dewa invites Zaidan and his friends to discuss for a while, while Shaka only looks at Gayatri who is already wearing her helmet. The girl chose not to listen to the chat of her friends and was busy replying to the message with the mother. He gave the reason for his return late because the motorcycle tire deflated.

“Swimming! In depth 4 meters!” challenge one of the teenagers.

“Okey, how many rounds?” Shaka defiantly.

“Four rounds.” The teenager answered without hesitation. It seems like he is very good at swimming. Can be seen from his chest that field and the lobe of his nose that buds.

“Okey. If I win, I can talk to Gayatri right?”

“Please, we will not deny. But, the problem of Aya want to respond to what is not your chat, we do not interfere.” The god raised both his hands into the air.

“Okey. Deal!” Shaka extended his hand to the teenager.

“Deal!” the teenager held him tightly. They had a deal.

“Yes, you open the chain. Don't let the nyokapnya Aya come here bawain broom for lo.” Zaidan immediately reminded.

With a heavy heart Shaka crouched down and opened the chain padlock that he installed on the tire gayatri and his. He sees Gayatri's face at a glance, but the girl does not care about Shaka's glance. He immediately rewinded his bike with help from Zaidan.

“Gue back first,” say goodbye Zaidan to his friends.

“Yes, take care of Aya. Be careful on the road Yes,” The teenager ordered alternately to Gayatri and Zaidan.

Only Zaidan is left idle while Gayatri is gas-guzzled, leaving them all to be tracked by Zaidan.

“What do you think about Aya? Back there!” exclaimed the teenager, commanding Shaka with an expelling glance.

Shaka did not chim in, he immediately put on his helmet and rode on his black iron horse. This time he failed to get Gayatri to speak, but next time he made sure it would work.

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