Boyfriend Adoption

Bourgeois vs dangdut

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Mr. Rian as the homeroom teacher carried a piece of paper, containing an announcement of participation, for each class to take part in every ceremony raising a red and white flag every Monday, it is expected that each class alternates into ceremonial officers every Monday, to increase a sense of nationalism and a basic knowledge of citizenship.

"Specifically today the father's lesson, just replaced with the determination of the ceremonial officers, make later his duties at pr right, " Mr. Rian corrected the location of his glasses, correcting the location of his glasses, the overcast mega batik he wore contrasted with his white skin color.

"Ji, do you think here anyone who follows the paskibraka exkul?" ask mr. Rian.

"Dion sir ! is that Di?" tanya Jihad glanced back, towards the bench of Dion.

"Yes sir !" answer Dion.

"Too set how good it is, anyone who becomes a ceremonial officer here, the rest will become a choir ! later let the art teacher take care of, ma'am Wilam same exkul paskibraka, I wait for the list !" obviously mr. Rian.

Jihad rose from his seat, he stood in front of the blackboard.

"Mi, take note !" tell the secretary. Mr. Rian propped up his chin listening, these responsible teenagers were organizing the troops.

"It should be the raisers who are flat height Ji, " said Dion.

"So my father wants the 9-man raiser Ji, Di !" said Mr. Rian interrupting.

"Here are most girls sir, most guys who are the same height are just a few," replied Jihad.

"What do you do, later can be trained as a paskibraka, yes Dion ?" asked Rian, Dion nodded.

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"Njirrr why be me !" kara said.

"Loe is the same as the other 8 !" Ica replied, feeling a little high from Kara.

"Make it grow up, not sideways !" answer Jihad.

"Sat ! I ain't fat ! tuh Ica grows to the side !"

"Gue ain't fat either, "

"You don't have to bawal !" ayu

"Bawell !" pekik Ica and Kara, making Ayu grimace.

"Obviously dong !" chortled.

"Later in the afternoon do not go home, start training, our classes will be part of the ceremony officer next Monday," Mr. Rian said.

In the middle of the sun that fits right over the head, is told to heat the heat of the heat of the un, which is true.

Kara looked up at the sky, "turn back I'm ready in the fry !" muttered.

"Crackers !" another laugh.

Ica was chosen as the choir conductor. And some others as bearers of the text of the UUD and Pancasila, and Jihad as the leader of the ceremony.

"Ra, I dong shady !" peekik Ica's.

"Oyy the choir ati ati ! if the conductor of Ica ntar song instead become Iwak peyek !" answer Kara.

"Njirr ! the Kara ! " murm Ica as the others laugh.

"I'm not even sane, my choir is we are the champions !" answer Ica.

"Whose song ?!" kara asked her lips, where Ica knows the song outside.

"The song...michael jackson right ?!" innocently. Kara's laughter broke out with the others. Those who start to smell because the hot weather is getting better are made both.

"Loe, don't start ! it's hot again, don't make us fail focus !" pekik Ayy.

Milo's class is out, knowing Kara's class is chosen as the ceremonial officer they want to see, especially Milo. Milo's approaching.

"What hat did you bring ?" milo asked, looking at Kara who was overheated, her sweat was pouring, Milo rubbed Kara's sweat awkwardly with the back of his hand.

"Wet, don't use your hands ! there's tissue in my bag" Kara replied.

"Good, put on my hat ! your face is red, " Milo replied, Kara nodded. Milo picks up her High School hat from inside the bag and wears it on Kara's head.

"Spirit by !" Milo rubbed Kara's cheek and sat back on the edge of the room.

Kara and the other 8 followed the directions of the school's paskibraka team.

Raka joined the check, however he was the chairman of OSIS.

"Oyyy the bespectacled girl, who actually practices it ! don't lyricin senior mulu ! ka Milo ain't gonna be gushed up !" peekik Ica's.

"Less aj4r si Ica !" Milo Cs laughs at their behavior.

"Interruption to Raka !" Kara raised her hand.

"Why Ra?"

"May I stick to the conductor ?! jengkelin !" Raka smiled at his smile.

"That kid both ga where, "decak Kean who stares at the screen of a mobile phone is busy playing online games, but the ears of the pengang hear Kara and Ica arguing.

"By Ra !"

"Oyyy loe both, diem or want me sackin, I send to the poles ?!" pekik Jihad's.

"Karungin is Ji !" answer Ayu. Both were silent and silent.

"Okay, get some rest !" senior paskibraka.

Kara immediately sat down and leaned back against the wall, Milo was an understanding boyfriend, he came with a bottle of cold drink that was pasted on Kara's cheek.

"Drink first," Kara who had just taken off her fatigue and felt the shade immediately opened her eyes, grabbing a drink from Milo's hand.

"Thank you, " answered Kara.

"Congratulations huh ? tired ?" milo asked, Kara nodded. Who doesn't know if Kara is really that much love with a nap, Milo brings Kara's head to lean on her shoulder.

"You on the hard wall, here's my shoulder !"

"How long do you sleep, how long does it take a day ? it's really good to sleep" asked Milo.

"Depending, but if the afternoon is usually broken, said mother nap is needed, let the brain ga oleng !" answer Kara accordingly. Despite the hot weather, the wind still felt as cool as it was.

"By, I'll graduate later. I used to go to college here. "

"Yes, rather than you being unemployed, listening to college while helping papah !" answer Kara.

"I've been looking for a suitable university and almost close to your university" said Milo.

"Still a long time darling, just want 2nd class there is still another year here, " replied Kara. Because of being invited to chat Kara finally opened her eyes.

"What about, let everything be ready, while looking for a suitable boarding house there !"

"Don't you know Jihad?" ask Kara.

"So it is not that later you are entered into the same Jihad-rich university, so that you can understand ?!" ask Kara.

"That's why I'm mutusin. But if the boarding problem is I'm one host with Jihad."

"And I also have chosen a princess boarding house for you !" he added.

Kara assures him, after all, she does not know how to deal with LN, has been getting help just sudsh grateful.

Ica is training with the group padus, Kara is instantly fresh.

"Mom, beware if the conductor Ica will be silent and even become a dangdut coffee, "call Kara.

"Sat ! si be*go, " murmured Ica.

"Ga need to be in Dengerin ma'am, he's in case of that rich drug abis !" answer Ica.

Everything is done, the face of the face is tired and clearly visible, see a kaka class paskibra team carrying a guitar. Kara asked Milo to borrow it.

"What do you want me to sing?" ask Milo.

"Remain, Ica !" answer Kara. Milo just nodded, not knowing what plan Kara would do.

"Bro, may I lend you a minute !" pinta Milo, the student nodded and gave it to Milo. Milo then gave it to Kara.

"Why is Ra?" ask Arial.

"You're a concert ! want to fuck ! make a drink !" answer Kara.

Ica started glancing at her friend.

"Neng Ica play !!!" peekkik Kara, on the edge of this field.

Kara strumming guitar playing koplo dangdut song. Milo and the others choked, wanting to laugh there, amazed there as well.

"Njirrr si Kara !!" peekik Amel's.

"It's a song if there's a celebration in my house !" answer Vanya.

Suddenly Ica the midwife let out her golden voice. The caste difference song becomes an entertainment song to make others laugh again.

"Different caste far away, I know who I am ! too deep into the abyss, love is over here.." The chant Ica sang with her claw while holding an empty drinking bottle as her mic. Even the music teacher, Ms. Wilam noticed their actions, and clapped.

Laughter sounded boisterous as well as applause, an impromptu busking concert invited spectators from among students and teachers.

"Loe's girl is Mil !" show him the same Jihad he laughed.

"The Ica !" milo jawba.

Arial and Erwan also stood together, with the impromptu biduan was impressed far from the word fancy, Ica and Kara do not need to be someone else to be friends with anyone including Milo cs, they are enough to be themselves. The proof is that they are even participating.

"Daddy sawer I dong !" Ica on Jihad.

"Kamvrett the Ica, "he muttered. Jihad took out a piece of his blue money and stuck it in the Ica's jidat which was slightly sticky from the sweat.

"Asikkk mayan to buy powder !" answer Ica.

"Saravv !" milo and Raka Laughter.

"Gue ??? me ??? where am I ???!" ask Kara to come forward.

"What's gue??!!" milo was looking at him killer. Kara closed her mouth.

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