Friend But Manja

Ch. 6 - Rara

“Dimas!” Bu Firda as the Chemistry teacher was so surprised when he read the biodata paper that seemed to belong to Dimas.

While in the back corner there, the perpetrator with his friends except Rajaya, laugh like a possessed whimper.

“Maklum Bu, Dimas childhood less immunization,” said Rian whose bad laugh had subsided.

“Try, I want to know, what is Tasya called?”

Tasya raised her hand, then smiled kindly to Mother Firda.

“Yeah, Dimas.” Firda's mother glared at Dimas after finding out who his student named Tasya was.

Ibu Firda sighed deeply after reading the biodata of the entire class, “Learn effectively next week only, yes. Today I will explain what chapters we will learn in this eleventh grade-“

How many tens of times has Tasya held back hard not to evaporate wide. How to teach Bu Firda to make Tasya boring and for, especially himself sitting alone, there are no friends to chat to relieve his drowsiness.

“Finally Mom's lesson runs out too, we'll see you next week, yes.” Ms. Firda wrote her study today on the class agenda.

“Who's next lesson?”

“Lesson Bu Eka,” shouted Dimas who had served as class president.

“Oh. The first study period is real.” Advice Bu Firda to Dimas before going out of class.

“Your children rest first, I don't like it if the same lesson mom breaks,” the sound from the doorway sounds right after Bu Firda leaves the class.

“What does not make mom,” sahut dimas.

“Dimas again, Dimas again,” Last words that Bu Eka uttered before leaving.

“Sya, where are you going, you don't want to take us?” Mita was a little screaming.

“Toilet room, Ta. Sleepy me, want to wash your face.” Tasya raised two of her eyebrows seeing two of her friends embrace out of class.

“Emang yes, garden lights really want me to completin the same brain-brain, out of it I mutilate and I throw it into the river rich waste factory.” Maki Teresa all the way.

The girl was disgusted by the odd act of being dumbfounded as she passed in the corridor.

“Re, if you hate the same person means do not overdo it, you will have a crush on lo.” Chirps Mita.

“Yang really?” Teresa and Tasya said together.

“Elah, what is this?” Mita held back her laughter, “Stupidly you believe my words,” Laughter Mita broke.

“Sya, sorry I left you leave school.” Nia approached Tasya in the doorway.

“Apaan si.” Tasya brushed off the rough arm that Nia was holding.

“Woi, lo new boy ask for a lesson yes.” My countryman Nia approached Tasya confidently, while Nia was approached by two schoolgirls who seemed to be her gangmates as well.

“Ra, already,” Nia failed to stop Rara who seemed to want to teach Tasya a lesson.

“Lo know manners no?” Rara pushed Tasya's right shoulder.

“chill, dong lo.” Teresa reciprocated Rara's insolent treatment of her friend.

“Woi, what's up?” Dimas and the gang enter the class, quite surprised to see his classmates gathered around Rara who was filled with anger staring at Tasya and his two friends.

“Huge drama live lo.” Tasya shook her shoulders, removing traces of Rara's hand.

Rara who was filled with emotion grabbed Tasya's collar using her two hands until her bag body stuck on the board.

“Woi, ANJIR. STOP!” Dimas was not out of thought with the scene that Rara did.

Tasya brushed off the arm that broke her collar, then justified it roughly.

Tasya slammed her shoulder into Rara's shoulder, until Rara's body spun.

“What lo!” Tasya again provoked Rara's emotions by giving her a nyolot look, before walking to her stool.

After exiting the crowd, Tasya saw Keano who was sitting a henchman on his stool. Yeah, just him, because the rest of the friends are engrossed in watching the action of Tasya and Rara, unlike Keano who looks unconcerned.

“Already, yes. It's been. Disperse my foolish people.” Dimas is like dissolving the time that wants to brawl.

“Ra, if you want to show off the science of the sacred site do not go to me dong.” Dimas raised his hand with a smiley smile seeing Rara clenching her hand hard.

All classes are conducive, sitting on their respective benches, except Tasya who sits three with two friends. But Rara still glared at Tasya who already did not care about her.

“Sya, sorry yes. For the impression of my class on the first day you enter this school.” Dimas dilutes the classroom atmosphere.

Tasya who was engrossed with Mita and Teresa, raised both eyebrows and turned to where Dimas was, “It’s okay. Just relax.”

Tasya smiled kindly at Dimas, then turned her gaze to Nia and Rara while giving a mocking smile.

Rara stood up while pounding the hard table, “Woi, here you if you want to make a fuss with me, your face has just awakened.”

Tasya and her two friends laughed. “Yeah, sorry, honest face I really like to look for a fuss with people like lo,” said Tasya with a hand code to apologize.

“Lo can be less taught Teresa the little guy, yes?” ledek Rara's.

“WOI! Your problem is the same as me, do not bring anything else!” Tasya shows her fangs, to the point of making Rara intimidated and sit back including her classmates, let alone Dimas.

“Sya, sit Sya.” Mita and Teresa pull Tasya's arm to sit down, though Tasya is submissive but her sharp eyes are not willing to let go or blink to stop intimidating Rara.

“Already, dong everything, my beloved people.” Dimas walked until he stopped in front of the class.

“Sya.. try to see here,” Pinta Dimas and directly obeyed Tasya. And with ease Tasya immediately changed expression to be friendly.

“ngelose my heart, Yes. You know, angry you want me to kiss, friendly you want me brackets lo in my room.”

“Tai, by Dimas.” Maki Rian from her stool.

“Mau bang I gagged mouth lo,” Mita nyolot.

“Already dong, everyone. Bro and Sis we that one class should be compact, if there is a problem story to me.” Dimas spoke as if he were making a speech.

“Decipate!” Shouted Farel from his stool and then copied paste by Rian.

“Gak can jotos-jotosan, threatening, let alone-bend,” Dimas laugh at the end of his speech.

“Kalo by the way, that is clear, dong.. garden lights,” Teresa rolled her eyeballs lazily.

“Re, if you want to kiss the same I just say, don't be shy.”

“NAJIS!” Teresa looked disgusted at the words Dimas said.

“Appointments, yes. For all my people who are in this class can not be various like jotos-jotosan-“

“Dimas, why not sit?” Ask Ms. Eka who is at the door.

“E..., this will sit down, Bu.” Dimas walked towards his seat.

“Dimas again muffled, ma'am. Difficult to sit for a long time, so caper to the front of the class.” Chirps Farel and Jidatnya directly teoyor Dimas.

“Anything, no one jokes during mom's lesson. I've given you a break first, no one should whine hungry or permission to go to the toilet, understand everything?”

“Part, Bu.” Answer the class.