Don't Love me

Class Merger

MB's mother knows her son is a school with Gres, she has a plan to know the activities of her beloved son. Calling Gres they talk four eyes want to say it seriously, feeling fear called suddenly makes Gres think it's not funny.

Gres lowered his head sitting on the floor, holding onto Mom MB's ankle while holding back a cry.

"Sorry, Madam. Since I am your son almost wretched, please forgive me, don't fire me. " said Gres pleading with him.

MB's mother held onto his shoulder, helping him stand directly staring at her face.

"His mistake too, Mommy just wants you to be aware of what MB activities are. All the slightest incident, tell me the same Mother," MB's mother squinted her eyes.

Gres smiled holding back sadly, hugging Mom MB tightly.

"After that, Mommy does not blame you for the incident that happened to you two," he said by patting Gres' shoulder slowly.

"Thank you, Bun," said Gres shrugging his shoulders lightly.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer smiled.

Departure to school, after permission from his illness

Happy Gres was given the opportunity to live in a very magnificent and luxurious house, carrying his bag happily walking slowly. Passing through the entrance gate he was shocked, seeing the students scattering the puffiness of the announcement. They looked at each other, muttering lazily at the sudden announcement.

Turns out there was a new class change, all the students who were on the class stamp were bad. They will be transferred to MB class, from the beginning it should be so. All the students were wondering who was capable of it, Cery felt uneasy without commenting whatever he entered into the classroom.

Someone went on stage, none other than Mother MB holding a toa.

"The attention of the students, there was no longer anything that distinguished the class anymore. You're all the same, the kid from BUBIN High School!" said MB mother down from there.

"YEEE!" They cheered happily.

Hafis approaching Gres. "Thank you, I'm proud to be your friend,"

"Udahlah Fis, it's nothing. Absolutely nothing, it should have been like this, nothing distinguishes each other. Our goal is to both want to graduate with the best grades," he replied with a sweet smile.

Latus approached them. "We're one class with them, will we be all right?"

Tino embraced Latus' neck, almost suffocating.

"Snake!" Screeched Latus.

"Just be calm, there will be me next to you," continued Tino.

Esa reached out to the right ear of the rioter, Tino grimaced in pain.

"Gres, I misunderstood you. We're still best friends, right?" exclaim Esa is not feeling well.

Wrong about Gres, he looked down sad.

"Hmmm," Gres pretended to think a little longer. "certain." She hugged Esa happily.

They were all smiling looking at Esa who was hugging Gres while crying.

MB passed them Gres pulled his bag from behind, making MB glance at him while raising his eyebrows. He knows if MB doesn't like to be touched, walking in front of him says. "Thank you, and I'm sorry for making you wretched," said Gres, looking down miserably.

"Hmm, smile," said MB leaving them.

Gres's eyes bulged, his mouth rounded as well as the others and he smiled.

"Wow! Tumben's an MB to talk to. I have to create the status of difb, ig, wa and twitter. Must be a lot of likes but more don't like, high-ting negative comments the saying goes ... Bla, blah, blah," Tino muttered to himself to be excited to press his hp while talking at length already rich mathematical formulas.

Latus snorted in annoyance, taking all his friends away from there. Except for Tino the guy who likes to talk the saying without a semicolon, when Tino realized that no one's breath was heard, looked.

"Sue, I was left alone. People again give input tuh dengerin, pahamin! Lah, this is abandoned." Continue to mengedumel himself.

Those who left Tino were in his new class, Gres was sitting next to Hafis. Seeing Esa almost moody, Gres quickly moves in next to Latus. Understanding friends is the priority thing in the world of friends, without understanding them we will have difficulty getting along aka getting friends. Right or not?

The problem is finished Tino comes with a million words of proverb, stopped when the others are already in the seat. While he was still looking to look to and fro his hand was lifted attached to his forehead like a bokong (sakti) looking, his search was completed when staring at the middle there were two empty benches.

Sitting there shortly thereafter MB came, all silently pecking. As he approached his seat, Gres continued to stare at him. Likewise MB, the girl was made salting by him. Pretending to ask his best friend about the case of the pen vane, the haughty guy was sitting next to the gossip.

"God, are you sitting here? I'm Tino, "greetings know his purpose.

MB threw his face away and sat down.

"Expensive nut, mahaaaal!" Jerit Tino all over class.

A girl throws a paper in Tino's face, but it turns out that it contains a peanut price brochure. The price started to drop, he exhaled heavily. Grasping the paper until it became round, throwing it towards the door without glancing in annoyance.

PLUGS!

The paper that Tino threw landed right in Mr. Selamet's head. Mtk teachers, who are known as the most killer teachers, are among the other teachers. Mr. Selamet was eager to teach, just recovered from his illness. But, greeted with paper that hit his bald head, the paper until it slipped.

"WHO THREW THIS PAPER? FORWARD NOW, IF NOT ... YOU'RE ALL FATHERS OF THE SUN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIELD!" Mr. Selamet's voice blared throughout the corner of the class.

Everyone in the class muttered.

"WITHIN THE COUNT OF THREE "

His words were cut off, Latus stood up. "I'm sorry sir,"

'Latus, from the beginning of his words have signified my help.' Inner Tino smiled broadly at Latus.

"But, than you bother the law of us all. You better punish him, because he did it." The judging latus pointed towards Tino with disdain.

Tino was surprised instead of playing, her smiling face now turned into a smirk without cause, when glanced at by her teacher.

"Because you're new to this class, I'm sorry. But next time do not hope, can escape from the Father," Mr. Selamet clucked in wonder.

"I-i-iya Sir!" Stammering.

MB hobby reading novels or textbooks, by reading can busy himself not to think too much about his first love. Sitting on a park bench near the tomb, opening sheet by sheet finds a letter. He picked it up and read it carefully, a love letter from Cery felt lazy to continue reading the novel.

The Flashback

"What do you read?" ask MB.

"Novel," said Kris. They were sitting in the park when they first met, MB wanted to read the book Kris had read.

Kris closes his book, MB looks at him with eyebrows raised, sharp eyes and pursed lips.

"Marrel!"

Kris stuck out his tongue, closed his eyes funny. MB tickled him, they were both chasing.

BRUGH!

Kris fell, MB helped her and then carried her back to sit on the bench of the park. He injured his left knee scratched a little bloody, he held back the boy's cry blowing his leg slowly.

Hugged Kris warmly. "Sorry huh? you're getting hurt,"

"Hmmm, warm."

Releasing his embrace, even MB whose cheeks were red blushed. Not Kris, they laughed together.

Flashback off

"Now I can't, watch you smile again. Honestly I miss, look at your smile." MB spoke to himself as his head leaned against me.

Smiling alone endured the sad again, for the umpteenth time. MB misses moments together with Kris.

Author :

First love is hard to forget, but don't keep your heart closed to others.

There are other memories that have not been revealed ...

See you, next part ➡