Bad Boy Agents

Deserted group

This bright morning, one by one the students started to enter the classroom. Soon the entrance bell will ring soon. Gayatri looked at the table in front of her, still empty. Though usually the man was in class before him.

Gayatri looked at the watch in her hand, two minutes away the bell rang, but Shaka's figure was still not visible to the trunk of her nose. Gayatri's round eyes stared towards the entrance, there was only a Beautiful looking at her cynically then snickering. The girl looked uninspired, probably because there was no Shaka in her class.

“Where's that rancid kid? Is she sick?” Gayatri muttered in her heart. He opened a textbook and read the chapter that will be discussed by the teacher. But his mind is not here. His mind was still attached to Shaka. I don't know since when he cared about the existence of this man.

Bell went in and not long after the teacher of economics entered. These are Rasya's favorite subjects. His best friend loved to count. But now, Gayatri herself had to count. The empty seat in front of him really reminded Gayatri of his best friend. Loneliness returns when Shaka does not fill the bench of his best friend.

“Good morning kids. How are you today?” greet the Economics teacher.

“Good Sir,” send concurrent students.

“Waah, you guys seem to be very excited, even if there is one person who is not present, I hope not to reduce your spirit,” said the teacher with a bright smile.

This teacher even knew that Shaka did not enter, while Gayatri did not know anything. He finally turned on his cell phone which he put under the table. She opened her class chat group. There are hundreds of messages that he has not read. One by one the message lines he read and he only found out that Shaka was scorsing for no apparent reason.

“It turns out he's naughty too,” Inner Gayatri. He locked his phone screen and listened to his teacher's explanation.

“10 basic principles of accounting in making financial statements, anyone has read?” ask the teacher while writing on the board.

“But...” The students answered.

The teacher began to explain the 10 principles and Gayatri took them into consideration. He noted some important points of this material and closed with the task.

“Please divide your group into 10 groups, then create an article about examples of each of the basic principles of accounting. Since this class only had 30 students, it meant that one group was only three people. Collect the maximum tasks next week. The sooner you collect the task, the better your value will be. Okay, I'm waiting. Good morning,” close the teacher.

“Morning Sir,” concurrent students.

Teachers of economics subjects also came out of the class, leaving the fanfare of students who divided the group. A petite girl with big glasses approached Gayatri. “Aya, can't I get into your group? I haven't been in any group,” said the girl.

Gayatri was silent, surely the last remaining group was herself, Shaka and the little girl before him named Rosi. This girl is always one group with him, being two people who are always estranged from other friends.

“Shaka not in? We do our job in the perpus aja yuk?” bring Rosi. Like understanding that Gayatri's silence means allowing him to join.

Gayatri could only agree, she went to the library with this little girl.

In a different place, Shaka is reading a suspension letter sent by email by his school. He said he committed a breach of ethics by entering the room without permission. Yes, Shaka can accept that. No problem for him, maybe one week he can use to do many things.

He started by trying to contact his best friend David. He sent a message to David because at this hour it was certain David was still asleep.

“Night David. Sorry to interrupt your break. I need your help right now. Can you please borrow your spy id? Got me on the block, I have to find some data.” That message Shaka sent to David. David hasn't read it let alone replied to it. That man must still be in his dreamland. Either dream of war or dream of spying.

While waiting for a reply from David, Shaka chose to work on his body. He was wearing only knee-length shorts and a singlet shirt.

His regular exercise starts from jogging in his backyard, then push ups and sit ups. Connected with pull ups and last is boxing training. He beat up the samsak hanging in front of him. Put a punch on the hanging thing.

For an hour, his body was already sweating so much that his entire body was wet. Satisfied with exercise, Shaka took his drinking water. He enjoyed the clear liquid under the shady tree in his garden. He regulated his hunting breath to be more calm and comfortable.

A message notification distracts Shaka. He checked his phone and there was a notification that he was put in a group. It's only three people.

“What is this group?” Shaka scrunched his forehead not understanding. He checked the group members turned out there was Gayatri in this group.

“Halo Shaka, Aya. Introduce me Rosi, we're a group on duty Mr. Rudy.” Shaka smiled reading a line of messages from the schoolgirl named Rosi. If it's not wrong, this girl is sitting at the back, near the window.

“The task of Mr. Rudy, we are told to make an article about an example of 10 basic accounting principles in making financial statements, especially the point of historical cost principle or historical cost principle. His duties are collected next week, but faster in the collection will be better value.” That's Rosi's second notice.

Shaka smiles thinly reading a message from Rosi, he feels really into being a high school student. In this group, Rosi is the most active, even though in class she is very quiet. Shaka's eyes rounded when he saw Gayatri typing.

"Why is my heart gini?" Due to the impatient effect, Shaka's heart was pounding. It waited about what Gayatri would write. A long time ago the typing notification appeared on the screen of Shaka's phone made him impatient.

“Y,” turns out that's all Gayatri types.

“Goshaa, I think you are typing what Aya,” muttered Shaka while exhaling his breath that was held back.

“Gue thinks Aya wants a speech, ticking it long ago very dah.” Shaka typed the message in his group. Everyone had read the message, but no one chimed in. “Btw, thank you for inviting me to this amazing group. Incredible silence 😒,” added Shaka, while chuckling to himself.

“Aya again find Shaka material, later it seems to be shared here.” It was Rosi who gave the reply.

“Iya, I'm with Aya in the library,” reply Rosi while attaching a photo of Gayatri reading the ledger.

“Waah, I think exciting yes if we do not know how to collect. Did I go to school?” shaka asked suddenly.

“Not it lo again in the score huh?” again, Rosi is retaliating.

“Iyaa. Rosi, Aya's keyboard is broken huh?” Shaka asked.

“Lack of knowledge, why?”

“Nothing. I think it's broken, because it can only bales Y doang,” Shaka replied while chuckling.

“Oohh, hahaha..” Rosi laughed in her message.

Shaka saw again Gayatri typing, long enough, making Shaka again impatient to wait. “I deg-degan, this time Aya want to type what letter yes?” write Shaka.

“Wait for Shaka, it looks long,” Reply Rosi.

“He is impatient. Do not be long typing it is only one letter doang entered,” Shaka said.

He again chuckled to himself and until now Gayatri had not finished typing. Shaka was really waiting for Gayatri. “Great long time ago anyway, he wrote what exactly?” Shaka is agitated by Gayatri.

“Gosh! Hahahaha..” Shaka laughed back and forth when it turned out that Gayatri was only a middle finger symbol. “Wwkwkwkwkwk, gokil this chick.” Shaka laughed out loud until his cheek hurt.

“What I said, short dense and threatening,” comments Shaka in group.

Rosi only sent the emoticons laughing until they watered.

“Not to be noisy, I'm not done yet," wrote someone. Shaka's eyes rounded and re-pronounced Gayatri's writing. “Not to be noisy, I'm not done yet. Anjiyr!!! Keyboard is really the way. Hahahahaha Shaka laughed again reading Gayatri's typing.

Shaka excitedly replied to her. “Listening with perfect good looks,” he wrote. Not forgetting he pinned a sticker that read.

“Hehehehe... Shaka listened with good looks after it what does it mean?” Rosi asked.

“Gue send his pap if Aya the nanya,” reply Shaka.

“Ooh okay. Aya, let's ask. I was curious,” Rosi began to leave her identity as an introverted girl.

“Important!” balas Gayatri's.

“Asyyikkk in bales again, hahahay…. Aya, I can japri not anyway?” Shaka keeps trying.

“Important!” again Gayatri replied with the same message.

“Dih, modal copas doang. Not modal!” Shaka.

Gayatri returned to typing for a long time. Shaka was getting curious about what kind of stuff he was.

“Wanjaaayy really long!” shaka exclaimed as he saw Gayatri sending out materials for the task.

“Totally long Aya, fix lo the leader of this group. Temperature pardon!” reply Shaka with a respectful sticker at the end of her sentence.

“Feelings lo ngoceh mulu from earlier, no contribution at all.” That reply was what Shaka got.

“Yeah, Aya reply my message. I want to go to Koprol!” Shaka replied wholeheartedly upon seeing Gayatri reply to his message line.

“Shaka, later add the material. I'm just like Aya to rest first. Bye!” Rosi gave her a reply.

“Okey, I'll complete. Can I go to bu ketu?” Shaka.

No one replied to a single one. I don't know where the two girls went. Shaka was waiting for a reply from the two girls. While bathing and shampoo was flat objects that he brought. Until an hour passed, no one replied.

“Akh shit, they fucked me,” snorted Shaka with annoyance.

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