Dupus

Chapter IX

I, Faiz, and Rajaf followed Mr. Broto while whispering behind him.

"Kerjain Mr. Broto, yuk." Basic Rajaf!

I nabok Rajaf's head slowly.

"Break, yuk." Here's one more! I pinched Faiz's stomach.

"Babdominal machine Mr. Broto, yuk."

I'm the same Faiz giggled with the horrors of Rajaf. How did Mr Broto's stomach get flicked?

I don't know where Mr. Broto took us. WC diudatin, okay we're not told to clean WC. Perpus is also diudatin, okay we are not told to clean the perpus.

And oh, the field? I suspect, here.

He immediately turned around while touching the end of his mustache.

"Three of you, run around the field six times each," ordered Mr. Broto firmly.

I glared straight away. Yes, the time I was told to run.

"Don't you want to hear our explanation first, sir?" ask Rajaf.

I and Faiz were nodding.

"What do you want to explain?"

Yes, come on, Jaf. Thank you Mr. Broto bacotan lo.

Rajaf narik's breath. " So gini, sir, you know, if our class was again jamkos. Well, mumpung again jamkos we are this lager want to fill the stomach first in the canteen."

Perches. Confirmation ****. My hope was immediately dashed with Mr. Broto's eyes were rounded.

"You guys! Really naughty, I don't want to know, you three run!" Very firm, Father.

"I'm running too, sir?" ask me to make sure. Once Mr. Kasian saw me and canceled his sentence.

"Nga! Take it again, you're running!" Huft, okay I'm running.

"Sir, just wait. I want a nego first. Because here I and Rajaf are men, what if I am the same Rajaf who ran away? Khay don't have to." Huh huh? Faiz, geeznnnn!

I took Faiz and Rajaf in turn. They both nodded. I'm lucky I have them.

Mr. Broto seemed to think. He did not long ago nod. "Okay, you two ran away. But you add up, each one being eight rounds."

I don't believe it when they do it. Without warning they both immediately ran around the field. I and Mr. Broto watched from the sidelines.

"Faiz! Rajesh! Running spirit!" I don't realize I'm teared and skipping on the spot to cheer them up while Mr. Broto laments I'm cynical.

"Supervise your friends, lest anyone cheat, or even run away" said Mr. Broto before finally leaving.

I came back to see Faiz and Rajaf, they were not tired at all. In fact, he seemed excited. They're just laughing. Without thinking about it, I immediately ran to the cafeteria to buy drinking water.

I bought three bottles of cold water. I sat on one of the benches and drank. After that, I was thirsty.

My eyes are watching Faiz. I thought, if I would tell Faiz about my feelings, would we still be like this? Em, I don't think so. Something will be missing, something will change. And I'm afraid it's happening.

I woke up from my thoughts as they both came in front of me with breathless breath. They both sat on my left side.

"Now" I said as I nyodorin each bottle of water to them.

"Thank you" replied Rajaf and immediately drank the water I was packing.

Faiz just looked at me and smiled. His hand was around his neck.

"Lo sultry, huh?" ask me.

Faiz neguk water. Sweat netes from his neck and forehead.

"He'eh."

Rajaf leaned his head against my shoulder and hit his head.

"Lo why the hell, Khay? Bad, I'm tired of it" protested Rajaf and rubbed his head.

"It's gotta be better."

Faiz chuckles. Rajaf nicks my nose hard. My tears are going to come out.

"Rajaf, my nose hurts." My tears are really coming out. It hurts really.

"Eh, Rajaf. You're so rude to be a guy." Faiz instantly narek me and ngusap my cheeks. My nose hurts.

"It hurts, Iz."

Faiz nyenderin my head on his shoulder, I hug his arm.

"Khay, is that really sick? Geez, I'm sorry Khay." Rajaf's voice was clear.

I'm indifferent. Pretending to sulk, this is a trick I make can be long alone in Faiz. Hehe.

"Udah, Khay. We're goin. Just stay the slurped."

Faiz and I stood up. He took my hand and finally left. Yes, bubye Rajaf, hehe.

"Eh, whoa! Wait for me!"