Call Love to Tone

You're the one I chased...

Assalamualaikum holla...

Ghibran : Thor.... Whoa wah... Lu thor's bad...

Author : Why?

Ghibran: Why did you not get up?? Kasian noh reader is waiting. Kan you already said his mo up every day except Friday.

Author : hehe... Peace... Yes, well, pas rebo tuh othor is busy.. Trus klo thursday, emg already plan kgk will up. So ye reader ku zeyeng... The author will be up in addition to Thursday and Friday. Tpi klo other than that day the author is also kgk up, meaning it is busy yes... Please be understood..

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Today Ghibran is very lazy to go to school. Don't know why he wants to be lazy and become a fallow. But as one's face flashed across his brain, he instantly rose from his bed quickly. Sampe is almost a perplexion. Wkwkwkwk...

With passion she walks into the bathroom and starts performing her daily rituals while whistling the lyrics of a song. Very different from him who had a lackluster and lazy face.

Finished from the bathroom, she wore a neat uniform. Not a Ghibran his name when in a random uniform. Still with the same whistle, she combed her hair in a slightly different style than usual. And do not forget, whether the demon who possessed her, she had time to use fragrant hair oil that had been just stooped mute.

And as he glanced at the watch on his wrist, he could still relax a little. It's only six-fifteen.

Ghibran stepped out of his house without feeling the need to say goodbye to his parents who were still sleeping snoring in the room. He knew his mom was at home because last night when he came home, two people who were so crazy at work were sitting waiting for him.

Yes, yesterday she did spend her time at the Cafe, chatting with Rey about many things. While Nada who was still embarrassed remained silent inside there without any intention of going out.

The ghibran approached his red sport bike and boarded it. After that he immediately drove from home to school.

One thing he forgot. That guy hasn't had breakfast yet.

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Upon arriving at school, many wece wece glanced at him enthusiastically. Understandably, a handsome guy who is difficult to approach, anywhere will definitely be the center of attention.

Ghibran watches around. Who knows, his little friend has come in this morning?? But maybe that one chum hasn't come yet. Because wherever there is no sign of his existence.

Finally, he chose to step up and walk casually down the hallway to his class.

But damn it, only then did he walk for a while in the long enough hallway, there was already someone who intended to intercept him with a box of food. Wiiis, good stuff. 🤣

"Sister... This is Tera bringing provisions for sister. Eaten ya.." said the girl who has always been chasing him. Anyone still want Tera??

Ghibran twists his eyeballs lazily. This girl has never stopped. And he's the most vulnerable to this kind of attention-grabbing act. Makes him feel like a neglected child... Because his parents never did that.

"Sorry, not laper" he said indifferently and ignored Tera's hand that had stuck out in front of him.

"But brother, Tera already martial loh, make provisions for brother. When you don't want to do it anyway?"

The ghibran that was still running and followed by Tera behind him then stopped and turned around.

"When do I ask to make the same stuff?"

"Yeah... Brother didn't ask. But it's wrong, I just want to make a good look at the food I make."

"Gue didn't ask and I don't want to." press it again while walking away.

Not his stop chasing, Tera who is famous for persevering to approach the Ghibran was even closer. And this is what makes Ghibran even more upset with his underclassman. Sucks. Inner irritated.

"Sir Ghibran cobain first. Must be addictive. Later Tera make continue for brother. Mama aja ampe ask for more food that Tera cook. When you don't want to eat?"

Ghibran was angry. But he's not that kind of person. He just continued his steps without caring about the girl.

But who the hell will be strong, if we are not too fond of something it is forced so. Fortunately, when Ghibran almost floated his spicy words that rarely came out but would be very piercing, other footsteps sounded echoed throughout his hearing.

And the Ghibran just realized who the owner of the voice echoed it when someone, a girl, stepped quickly without looking at his left right.

Spontaneously, Ghibran blocked the arm of Nada who was still in a hurry to walk it. Make the owner stop his street activities and turn to the direction where his hands are blocked.

"What the hell is Ghib??!" tanya Nada curtly, annoyed that her journey was interrupted.

AHAAAA....

An idea flashed through the still-so-shabby brain of Ghibran. The lights on his head lit up so brightly..

"My horror is Tera." Instead of answering Nada's question, he turned to Tera while still holding Nada's hand. "Gue doesn't want to receive supplies from you. And until whenever never. I want to keep my heart for my girlfriend. So... You can, diem and don't disturb my relationship with my girlfriend."

The speech that made Nada gawk and Tera stared hatefully at Nada.

" So just because of this pretentious new girl, brother Ghibran gk want me to deketin? I've been first, brother, seek attention brother so we can deket. And brother easily said he was sister's boyfriend?" the girl with shoulder-length hair spoke at length while persisting.

"Yes, anyway. What's the connection I tried."

"Sister...."

"I am horrified... And I won't repeat. I never told you to get attention. I never wanted to deketin. And I like her the same. Not lo. So stop bothering me. Because I don't want my girlfriend to be mistaken." said Ghibran casually but made Nada glare.

What the hell... New also come... The tone is deep in the heart.

" Byeah ya. Hye!" Ghibran now embraces Nada who inexplicably does not put up a fight over the lies Ghibran created.

The second step left Tera who was still still glued to the spot. The school hallway is still empty. But he seemed to hear the sound of the wall constantly mocking him for failing to get the upperclassman he liked for a long time.

One hand Tera clenched. While the hand that had been holding the supply box, now threw the green box to the floor. Make the contents scattered.

I'm sure it will be a barrier to your relationship... Ghibran... Tones... His mind is hissing hate.

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While in a different place, where Nada and Ghibran were still walking towards the same class, Nada forcibly took off her hand which Ghibran had been holding.

"Lo what the hell? Since when we dated. Ogah I." circus Tone.

"Come on Naaad, help me. I'm tired of that fluffy kejer kejer." Ghibran.

"But not Ghibraaaaan........!"

"Please... Help me... So my boyfriend ya... I don't always cake anymore.. Fooled me. Where's the kid not giving up anymore."

"WHAT???" yelled Tone right in Ghibran's ear.

The guy rubbed his ringing ears. "You need to scream..... I'm not a bitch."

"No way!" resolute Nada.

Ghibran is hearing more and more. "Oh Come... Not a real girlfriend. Just boongan... It's as if I can get away from those annoying pests.."

Tone clucked irritably. "Yes, I helped you. Satisfied??"

The speech published a smile of Ghibran's sweetness. "That's satisfying. Thanks yeah. You want to help me."

Mweheheh.... One oar, two islands passed...

"Lo's being chased, I'm getting hit..."

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