Boyfriend Lies

Jas Alma mater

As soon as I opened my eyes, my body moved. The atmosphere of the OSIS room is already enriched with lights. The reflection of the shadow of the tree outside the room poked out in the open doorway. It's late, hurry up I see the clockwork.

"Buckoo?!" my screams. "Udah at nine. Pantes, aja, all flame."

As fast as lightning, I move. Put the laptop into the backpack, then scoop up the alma mater coat lying on the floor. Perfume fragrances were fleeting, luring me sniffing like a sniffer dog looking for a missing person. "Shortly, spread ...." I sniff again because

feeling less sure. "Why does it smell like a guy, huh?" My forehead frowned, feeling strange and confused at the same time.

Afraid of my faulty sense of smell, my hand moved to the collar. There's another size here. It's worth the masculine fragrance, it turns out this suit isn't mine. Celingukan I find a figure who would still be silent here. Wouldn't you, if all the members left me alone? I did fall asleep, but that was because I was waiting for Mr. Abigail's reply about the latest proposal that was completed at exactly six in the afternoon. Feeling that I found nothing as a clue to the whereabouts of people, my breath blew long. "Where they might be waiting. Faithful friends have limits too."

After being abandoned, after wearing a backpack I decided to leave the room. Without locking the door, I walked down the school hallway. This silence led me to strange thoughts. The wind at night certainly makes my feathers shudder. I stopped in the middle of the hall feeling not strong with the coldness of silence. The suit that had not met the owner was forced to wear again. At least, my body should be warm, so that the goosebumps frequency ends.

Still a mode of bravery, akul

resuming steps. Trying not to look back because they do not want to imagine the scary thing. Arriving at the intersection towards the classroom and the parking lot, I held my breath in. Wanted straight to the parking lot, but my shoes were on the front shelf of the class. Wanted to take the shoes, but it was dark. So, how should I go?

"Become?!"

The shout was successful in making jerks at once happy. Someone's still here. Not everyone came home. My head turned towards the caller. He was standing at the end of the corridor, like coming out of a male toilet. His figure that was not exposed to the light of the lamp made me unable to see clearly. The voice was indeed familiar, but rather than misdialing, the stamp was better off waiting for him to approach.

"Here," I command with a waving hand.

"Are you awake?" This time I can see and confirm the figure that came. His face and smile had already caught sight since he walked up to me in the bright hallway.

"Why haven't you come home yet?" I asked Prayoga. Was he intentionally staying here? Feel responsible

because I fell asleep and haven't come home?

"Inadvertently" he said as if answering the question of my heart. We're standing facing each other now.

"Why?" ask me again because I want to hear a more definite answer.

"Would you stay here."

"You, right, can wake me up," my reply gave him the quickest path to our return.

"It can, but it's dangerous. If you wake up sleepy, how will you ride the bike? Not going on the road?"

The reason he can too. "What proposal?" Deg-degan, if you ask about this one. Afraid of having to repeat, where it's been the night.

"Pure. Praise God for being acc Mr. Abigail. Tomorrow the money's falling, Ra."

My breath is relieved. "Ah, Lord! At last. Dara can be quiet tonight."

"Bobo again? Go home first." He flicked the tip of my nose while laughing amusedly.

"Yes, it's coming home, too." My eyes instantly turned to the shoe rack in the corner of the classroom.

"Why bengong? Scared, huh?" He chuckles again.

"Hm ...."

"What?" he pushed his face in front of my face.

"May I ask for help?" Shame to say this too. Afraid of being scared, but really scared.

"Ambilin shoes?" He confirmed his guess.

"Yes." Yeah." I answered while grinning the horse.

Prayoga. "Wait here."

"okay."

I saw him running around small towards class X-A, approaching the shelf stored in the corner of the hallway, then grabbing the remaining shoes. As fast as lightning he picked it up, so it didn't take long for him to return to my side.

"Fear, huh?" Now the taunts turned to him.

The chest, which was flattening, still forced him to give me an answer. "No."

"Why run away?" I held back a smile because she was reluctant to admit her fear.

"Fear you wait a long time," she said, chuckling.

"Alesan," my lips in passing.

"Hm?" I said without looking at him because my hands were focused on wearing shoes.

"How did you get home?"

"Good it, go!" I pointed at the matic motorbike in the parking lot.

"Aren't you afraid to go home alone? It's nine o'clock more, you know."

"Yes, the most speed that adds."

He also nodded in understanding. "Okay, then. Careful, yeah."

We separated, walking in different directions because the Prayoga motorbike was stored in another parking lot. The backpack that was loading the laptop for a while came down from both shoulders. It took a struggle to find a key that was buried in several books. After I got it, I started to put my backpack back on, ride my bike, and put my helmet on.

My motor is on to coincide with the approaching Prayoga motor. The lamp that was pointing right at my face closed my eyes for a few moments. Lucky because the driver realized the action that blinds people. Evidently, he immediately turned off the engine of the motor.

"Ra?"

I'm turning. "Why?"

"How dare you go home alone?"

"Remain," I said quickly and steadily.

"What if I'm in control, all right?"

The deg!

Deja Vu's.

It used to be like this, but not with Prayoga. Why would he offer the same thing, huh? A heart that has forgotten suddenly remembers again, so.

"Ra?" he rebuked me because I had not made a decision.

"Don't, Ga," I refused because I didn't want to be involved in past tours during the trip.

"Lho, why?"

"I can go home by myself. The road to my house is not empty. It's safe to pass before eleven."

Thanks to that refusal, I went home alone. Driving at a speed of 80 km/h for fear of meeting a nosy human. Not Dara's great play. It wasn't until twenty minutes, I was already pulled over in front of the house. Papi, who happened to be there, quickly opened the fence, then helped his youngest son enter the motorbike.

"What's the fire outside?" ask me so down and take off the helmet.

"Wait for you, please" replied Papi. His hand took over the helmet and backpack from my shoulder.

"Not that this afternoon Dara has already told you, yes, to Mami?" As I recall. Why is Papi still waiting? His son, right, told me he was coming home late.

"It's easy, but Papi will wait. Don't relax if one of the kids hasn't come home yet."

"Belg ... Papi!!!" I hugged him. "They're seneng because Papi's this romantic."

"Romance .. romantic. What did you do anyway, get to night school?" nagging Papi while holding my embrace.

"Collect OSIS continues to draft proposals." I didn't mention sleep because I was afraid Papi thought it was tired.

"Aren't you going to get together?"

"Why be Bagas' sister?" I asked sewot. Difficult to avoid past tours, even reminded also fit back home.

"It's not the chairman, is it?"

"Yes, it's the chairman." My head nodded.

"Keep why doesn't he bring you home? Chairman time not to get together?"

Huh, jeez. Papi forgot what, how?

"Kak Bagas did not join the gathering because it was still prakerin, Pi," I explained while holding back anxiety.

"Well, who do you wear? Why do guys smell?"

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