Gabril - Crown Or Arena

Throw me, feel this math

It took a while for Gabril to take his gaze off Fahri's face, with a printed book and a piece of paper on his lap, the girl sat alone in the school garden.

Gabril tried to re-focus on his books and papers, with Gabril slowly doodling – scribbled a piece of paper with numbers and fine formula strokes.

Everyone in the class gets their respective assignments divided according to the class lessons, some people are busy in the library with their history books, a few more were observing the tree trees with their IPA books.

And a sweet girl who was counting math problems on a park bench, Gabril became the only person who got a math assignment, a lesson everyone liked.

“Why should mtk? Why don't others like ips, pjok, b.enggris anyway.” Murmured the girl while scribbling her scribbles, seeing people playing basketball because they got a job, while she had to calculate these ugly numbers.

“Self alone, just enter.” The voice of a woman with her gentle tone, Viona.

Gabril advanced his front lip and puffed his cheek.

“What do you get Viona?”

“I was doing art, here I finished the picture of the school cafeteria, just collected, so now free deh.” Viona said excitedly.

Gabril got up from his seat, stretched and yawned.

“Hoamm..Viona you are good, help me do this yahh.pliss.” please Gabril while removing his cute face that looks creepy to Viona.

“Aduh.gimana ya Gab, I don't understand mtk nih, it's wrong all, hehe..” Viona stroked her head slowly.

Gabril looked up his head while closing his eyes, “Hopefully there is a miracle, there is a pinter child who arrived to give an answer about the problem.” Gabril lowered his head and slowly opened his beautiful eyes.

Hoping that his wish to meet someone was granted, he was about to walk to pick up his book and paper, while an orange basketball ran towards the girl's face, BRAKKK.

Gabril fell into the garden grass behind the bench he had just sat on, Gabril was lying on the ground with his hands firmly stuck to his face, he was in pain.

Viona put down her stationery and approached Gabril while holding her long skirt. “Eh..ehh Gabril, you are not why is it, oh sick well, to uks well I anterin.” Viona supported Gabril's body until he sat down.

“Fucking ball, who the hell threw the ball, less work what!” his jolt was a little hard, Gabril restored his balance and tried to stand up.

With a view that shaded Gabril could see three people running towards him, “Sory, was late to throw his throw.” Fahri sneered coldly, almost expressionlessly, the man took his ny basketball and left without guilt.

Nih his son who the hell, sorry also not, maen just go. Inner Gabril soared, he squeezed a paper he picked up from the ground where he fell, posing as a ball thrower on a great baseball team.

Gabril throws the lump of paper until it hits Fahri's shoulder, “Hahh??” Fahri turned his gaze around and saw Gabril staring at him with the tip of his lips slightly looming towards the bottom.

“What's new?”

“Kok still nanya anyway, tajararin tatakrama gk si pas sd, have already thrown it to me, kgk sorry, maen pull it again.” Gabril put both of his arms around his waist with his jutek face which he could not hide.

“And I told you, I threw the ball tight, still wrong?” Fahri bounces the basketball he holds up to towering heights, hoping Gabril is scared.

But the man was wrong, he forgot who he was talking to, this is Gabril.

BUSHHH!!

Hit the right shoes about the sole of Fahri's feet that were not wearing any pedestal, the man suddenly burst and jumped up and jump in pain.

Haikal and Dony could only hug each other while watching Fahri who was jumping the impression here.

“Aduhaduh, ehh mksd lo apasih, oh aahatttt bangett woyy.” Shouted Fahri.

“The real food if you are a person, so guys should be responsible, rasain tuh!” Gabril rolled his eyes irritated.

Viona slowly approached Gabril, with a slight flick of her dirty jacket, Viona whispered Gabril something. “Gabril..anu..the paper you gumpalin earlier it.answersmtk you.”.

Gabril immediately looked at Viona while furrowing his brows, immediately running towards the lump of paper he threw, slowly opening the already dirty and torn paper.

“TUHH KANN….AH ELO SIH!” gabril said loudly.

“My feelings are not good Kal.” Dony slowly moved away from Fahri.

Irritatedly Gabril held the two collars of Fahri's shirt to make him stand, who would have thought the girl could lift someone who had a height and a larger weight.

“Eh uh want to do lo, freelance gk!” Gabril released his grip and pushed Fahri back to the ground. “My mtk answer is damaged because of elo.” Gabril twisted his body.

“Well I'm guilty, can you own elo who remes remes tuh paper.” Fahri scratched his head.

“Yakan elo who started but, try aja elo not maen basketball, continue not to throw the ball to me, will not tear the paper right, haduhh how nih.”

Fahri looked at his two friends, he was confused by Gabril's self-defense, “Please him who was wrong, why nag him to me anyway.” Fahri.

“According aja deh, I'm afraid njirr ama tuh girl.” Reply Haikal.

“Gk want to know, anyway elo have to be responsible, elo have to help me answer about it again, that I already want to kelar you know."

Viona chuckled from a distance, knowing that Gabril had not even answered half of the questions.

“Hah everyone, it's elo duty, ease dong if I answer.”

“Yaaa.ter whatever, I'll just say walas, if you disturb me, run deh, btw cheek I still have bruises because of the lo ball, the proof is pretty strong right.” Gabril let out his evil smile again.

Feeling that there was no choice Fahri nodded slowly, not long after they had a fight, the bell went home and rang, the other grade children immediately swarmed the school garden with their respective friends.

“Let's not go straight back, you come to my house first, I work there later.” Fahri turned his body and walked away.

“Pretty idea.” Gabril picked up his printed book and walked into the classroom followed by Viona behind him.