Boyfriend Lies

Team Sharing

Last night thinking, I still couldn't find any reason Mr. Abigail needed us this morning. Not understanding the slightest motive, even though he had provided the task with a real dispensation. Unfortunately, that doesn't make me happy. The dispensation did not give me happiness, especially since the guarantee could not go home quickly.

That sad reality rounded up a resolve. I intend to complete the task quickly, so that the road plan with the girlfriend is not hindered by any obstacles.

For the realization of this intention, I was willing to come to school earlier than usual. Of course that fact exposes me to an uninhabited room. As if I knew no fear, I entered the OSIS private room, pressed the light switch, then sat in the front row. It's not without reason that I chose the front position. The chair closest to the desk is believed to have high concentration potential. Doesn't have to focus first, in order to do everything well? Oh, my God, my ambition to go home fast continues to undermine until I can't stand it anymore.

Afraid of getting too absorbed by the desire too high, I hurriedly calmed down. Before I catch my breath, I first lean back against the back of the chair, then straighten my legs as well as possible. It all began to feel comfortable and calm until the presence of someone resuscitated me from the center of relaxation. Prayogas. The man I wanted to throw the most to the end of the world came in second. He was surprised, just like me. For a few minutes, we sat with our mouths tightly locked.

Long lulled in awkwardness made me draw eyes first. As if to show dislike, I threw away my face, and hurried to take out the phone from my shirt pocket.

Prayoga seems self-aware of that. He whom I ignored, tried to be unaffected, and returned my hatred with silence. His manly attitude still looks obvious. He even deliberately chose the leadership chair which in fact even brought us together in a sitting position facing.

It's really uncomfortable. Just a few seconds ago I felt my feathers brimmed. My thumb was trying hard to type a few words into Riska, Princess, and Eren. I pleaded with all three of them to hurry to school and OSIS room. However, as hard as they ask, their profile bar shows no online markings. Messages from me are not even visible to be read anytime soon.

The silence between us became. Fortunately, there was Dion and Hasan who later came. Those who act like atomic bombs, successfully stop silence and replace it with laughter. Gradually all the benches were filled completely. The completeness of the members present made an impromptu morning meeting started by the Chief Substitute.

"Previously, please allow a message from Mr. Abigail. This time, we have a special assignment."

That first greeting got a great reaction from the audience that came. "What duty?" Eren was the first to be caught hearing. "May not be a strange task, deh!" The prayer represents us. "Normally, that special one is hard to record," said Dion.

"OK .. okay .. everyone please calm down!" said Prayoga, who has now risen from the leadership chair. "Since the Kartini event will have an open house session, we as the organizing committee are asked to spread the invitation from now on."

"The invitation was already like to get married, aja," muttered the Princess, but it could still be heard clearly by me.

"What is it, Ga?" The Riska question is very good to ask.

"The offer is a brochure. We must distribute the brochure with the number and location that has been determined."

"Buckoo! Pantesan, aja, you said our return hours depend on performance." Dion reminds us of the night chat.

"Well, since you already understand the core of the task, now we're splitting the team." Silence for a moment because Prayoga saw me for a long time. "Ra, can you please write a team split up front?"

Yailah, use language please. He usually sucks too. Clanging in front of a friend, his appearance became polite. Hah, if this is the situation, it is very unethical I refuse. Inevitably, I have to show a professional attitude, right?

The distribution session of the brochure team begins. At first I was asked to write down a list of high schools and police-free routes that we would cross. After that, I was again ordered to write a list of the names of the members who brought the vehicle. This part of the list of names is what most striking Prayoga's eyes. He who had been friendly, suave, and not arrogant turned into curious.

"You can't ride a bike, Ra?" The first question that attracted all eyes was on me.

"Yes, it can be" I replied as I stared coldly at him.

"Certainly why not bring it? I want, really, all right, ask members who can ride a motorcycle to bring a vehicle." The onion and its fussiness began to pop to the surface.

"Intentionally not bring it." If I had to be honest, I'd be honest. "I have an event this afternoon. Don't bring the motor, let's get it home fetched—"

"Sister Bagas?" He guessed, but it was on target.

I smiled defiantly before replying, "That's it. Who else if not him?"

Unexpectedly, Prayoga responded with a crisp laugh. "PD is very yes, you. Tasks haven't started yet, but there's been a plan to go home."

"Udah, anyway, Ga. Let's just, let's." Riska tried to stand up for me and break up this fight.

"Yes, yes, Ga. I'm trying to pinch X-A's kid's motor, all right." Eren suddenly made a sound while not forgetting to float his hands to attract the attention of everyone.

"Why should pinjem motorbike class?" Prayoga was confused, and so were I and the other children.

"Yes, let Dara dipake. Let his team go. You get angry early in the morning because Dara doesn't have a bike, right? Yeah, anyway, just pinjem to the class. Beres, shit, trouble. Aman."

Eren's quick explanation involuntarily provoked my eyes to blink. It was so heartfelt to see them defending me in front of everyone.

"So what, Ga? Can you pinjem the class motorbike no, huh? Is Reza online again?" The princess who had been silent had even joined her while her hands were gushing her cell phone.

Prayoga who was pushed to the corner then fell silent. His head was bowed to the chest that was up and down. It was clear that he was trying to control his emotions, so as not to get hooked.

"Yes, Dara's been on the passenger team."

Finally, it was necessary to argue first until he said this.

"Okay, next we discuss team division. About anyone want to request the location and road, right?"

The question was clearly provoking all the members to talk. The originally quiet and solemn meeting room turned violent because most of them want to drive the easy route accompanied by a comfortable road opponent. Of course I was with Riska, Eren, and also the Princess also made the same request. However, it is inversely proportional to other members. Our request was complicated by Prayoga, thus provoking the second session.

"Three of you, right, take the bike." The first reason Prayoga mentions. "The rules, one Junior High is one team." This is the second reason for him. "You want to go out together? Yeah, I can't!"

"But .. Dion's team is Anne, too." Princess to add an example to quell the perception of the chief sucks.

"Yes, if everyone wants to be so this team division does not need to exist. It's up to you guys, who's going and who's going."

Instantly this chest was filled with burning heat. He could have said so, even though both teams had previously been passed easily. I who got injustice ended up voicing questions because I wanted to know the reason behind him acting like this. "So, Ga. How do you want that?"

"Yes, I want it to be simple. Princess Eren joined SMPN 1 Wijanarko. Nadine joined Riska to SMP BPK Penabur V."

Ah, so Riska was paired with Nadine. Wonder. Obviously, I'm his close friend. Why would Riska suddenly be paired with Nadine try?

"Well, if I'm with Nadine. Who's the same Dara?" Riska to ask in a high tone so annoyed with Prayoga's naivety.

"Kan, there I am. Dara can come with me to SMPN 1 Margahayu."

The answer that made my mouth open. The truth is not finished with the common sense of the Prayoga.

"Lo don't ask Dara's opinion, Ga? So, Dara wants to be ripped off as you?" Eren followed closely after being lured repeatedly.

"Okay, Dara." The leadership chair he was still sitting on rotated until his position could face me. "Sure, you won't be hugging me."

I laughed blandly before finally answering, "PD is lo!"

"I have an important discussion, Dara. It has something to do with Sunday eating."

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