GRAF'S THEOREM

CHAPTER 20 THE ANGGITA DECISION

"Gillars!" call Anggita reluctant as the man passes his stool after the break bell rings.

Aggita was still sitting in his chair. Gilar approached himself. His body slowly descended right in front of Anggita's desk on his knees, putting his hands together to support his chin. Gilar looked at him with a smile. Consider clumsy.

"Why, Gita ... ?" slowly tanyanya.

Assume wrong behavior. In the lyrics Gladis who had prepared to the canteen. Without instruction, the girl waved her hand and went out of the classroom. Anggita called his name but Gladis chose to keep his feet.

"God! Why, Gita? I called him Gladis!" gilar protests are still in the same position. His face slightly turned sullen as Anggita suddenly ignored him.

"This, Gil. Last morning ...," suddenly Anggita's body cooled. His hands were shaking. His mouth was reluctant to continue his sentence. However, his thoughts since morning were kept piqued by his encounter with Desi.

Seeing the reluctant Angita, Gilar got up and walked out of nowhere. Anggita's eyes followed the steps of the man who turned out to be sitting in Gladis' chair. Gilar's body is facing right towards him, although Anggita's body remains in a position facing towards his desk.

"What happened this morning?" tanyanya.

The figure of Rangga who suddenly appeared in front of him, making Anggita silenced. He looked at the man with a watchful look, afraid that there was an unexpected event like last week. He really always felt there would be another fight if he was with Gilar.

Anggita breathed a sigh of relief when Rangga chose to go by, even though both pairs of their eyes momentarily met each other. Suppose, of course, to look sharply at him, hoping that the man understood the meaning of his gaze so that there was no need to disturb him anymore.

"That morning ...," again his words were interrupted when Dawn flashed past them.

The fat man even had time to pat Gilar on the shoulder and greet him, which of course in reply Gilar casually. Although after that Anggita felt awkwardness again.

"Why, Ta? What happened this morning?" Gilar again threw a similar question at him.

Class was empty at that time. There's only the two of them. Anggita breathes a sigh of relief. Nothing happened when he was near Gilar. He turned to Gilar, only his head, his body still in the same position.

"Someone's gonna make me know."

"Turkey? Who?"

"Girl, Gil."

"Oh. Goody! Continues to?"

"She asked me for your number."

"Continue?"

"Say you are the real one."

"Continue?"

"You can tell the guy yourself, right?"

"Continue?"

"Why did you even broadcast him asking me for your number?"

"Continue?"

"Jawab, Gilar! Say it all the time!" Angry ass.

Gilar smile.

"So, do you not love me?"

Angita. "No ... not .... Hmm .. You said first don't give your sacred number to just anyone."

Mangut-mangut. He suddenly got up from his seat and walked away. Consider the confusion.

"God! The filar!" again when Gilar was almost out of his class.

Gilar turned his body.

"Why else, Ta?" tanyanya.

"So how's the story?"

"What story, Ta?"

"Let's not the number?"

Gilar was silent for a moment.

"As much as you!"

Gilar disappears from Anggita's sight. The girl was alone.

***

Anggita walked reluctantly to the canteen. Muttering indistinctly thought about his conversation with Gilar. He is not sure what to do later if faced with Desi. Just a few steps before entering the canteen, Desi suddenly appeared before him with a crisp face. Surprised not playing.

"Where, brother?" asked Desi excitedly. "Request Brother Gilar's number, dong!" doors later.

Anggita swallowed his saliva deeply. It's gamang. Both ends of his lips he was forced to lift to muffle his feelings that suddenly wanted to leave from there.

"Take it to the meeting!" answer Anggita indifferently.

He tried to move his legs away, but Desi held his arm suddenly.

"I like Brother Gilar." Desi lightly.

Anggita's body froze instantly. His body was cold, not playing. He even felt that his feet were not climbing on the ground at this moment. For a moment his body was limp, though as hard as he could try to strengthen himself.

"Oh! Continues to?" deny Anggita as indifferent.

"I can get him, right?" asked Desi expectantly.

"You mean?"

Desi let go of his grip. He turned to and fro where no one was watching them, even though the atmosphere outside the cafeteria was quite crowded. Desi smiled as her gaze was directed towards the basketball court which could be seen from where they stood. Anggita also set his gaze towards Desi now fixated while smiling happily.

There was Gilar who was playing basketball with another student who knew who. One moment Anggita looked at the clingy Desi who claimed to like Gilar. This is the first time Anggita has a girl who claims to openly like the man in front of her.

"I know Brother Gita is very close to Brother Gilar," Desi again opened her voice. He turned his gaze towards Anggita who was looking at him closely. "Everyone knows that. And you guys haven't officially dated."

Desi grinning. Anggita's forehead shrivels.

"I like Brother Gilar and want him to be my girlfriend!" Desi said with determination.

Anggita is silent. He really didn't know what to react to this girl. All the words of the girl were true and she could not spare a single one.

"If Gita doesn't want to give her number, no problem! I'll go first, brother."

Desi passed away leaving Anggita in a chaotic mood. He was completely incapable of saying anything to defend himself against the girl's every word. His mouth seemed to be locked to death until he was reluctant to say anything.

***

Randi looked sharply at Gladis who had kicked the end of his shoe. The girl muttered indistinctly while shaking her head over and over. Randi nodded reluctantly to notice him. However, the girl instead continuously kicked the end of her shoes.

"What the hell?" ketus tanyanya.

Gladis put his index finger in his mouth, hinting Randi to be quiet. His index finger pointed towards Fajar who was sitting beside Randi, but the direction of his gaze was fixed towards Anggita who was chatting with a student outside the canteen.

"Who do you know, Dis?" ask Randj suddenly.

Gladis stared as Fajr's gaze was now fixed on him.

"That's ... the underclassman said," Gladis replied reluctantly, "his name is Desi."

"How can you know him?" asked Randi curiously.

"So he knew himself this morning."

"Continue talking to that old Gita?" ask Randi suspiciously.

Gladis glanced at Randi for a moment while kicking the end of his shoes again. However, Randi did not understand the hint of confusion. Respond with a frown. Gladis let out a heavy breath.

"So he asked for Gilar's number as Gita's" Gladis replied reluctantly.

"The number of Gilar? Make what?" Randi was curious.

Gladis shrugged both of his shoulders in return. Both ends of his lips he lifted up high to form a smile that most assured Ransi that only until there he knew the truth.

The conversation halted when Anggita came and sat beside Gladis.

Gladis stared intently at him, but unfortunately Dawn did not know. Randi also turned to look towards Fajar while putting on a look of astonishment. While Anggita still stuck reluctant to answer.

"Just talk to you, Faj." Answer Anggita lightly. Despite the fact, his body felt lax.

Luckily, Dawn did not extend their conversation. Choose to move it to something else. Although he was sure something serious had happened between him and the younger brother of the class. Dawn was reluctant to discuss it here, let alone Randi and Gladis. He did not want to make them suspicious of all the questions he wanted to ask Anggita later.

"Will no one pick you up again, Ran?" asked Gladis suddenly. "Friday yesterday he was picked up by the car, you know! You don't know, dad?" gladis quipped at Dawn and Anggita who put on a bewildered face.

Randi grunted in annoyance.

"How about we go to his house today?" timpal Anggita suddenly. He threw a smile of ridicule at Randi who was glaring at him. "The house is big, you know!" add Anggita later.

"Well! Comeing! I agree!" exclaiming Gladis excitedly.

"I can't" said Fajar.

Angita and Gladis Manyun. Randi chuckles.

"Sorrys. If it's just a girl, I'm not allowed to enter the house. Afraid slander!" timpal Randi defended himself.

"If I go home with you can't, Ran?" ask Gladis.

Randi glared at him.

"No!" randi replied without aling.

"Basic stingy!"

"Whatever!"

***

This time, Risma picked him up again. Moments after entering the car, he held his mother's arm that was about to turn the steering wheel. His gaze was fixed towards Anggita who was screwed by Dawn.

"That kid is serious?" muttered.

"What's serious, Ran?" timpal Bu Risma was astonished by Randi's sudden behavior.

Randi nodded slowly. Trying hard not to care about anything he had seen. However, a knock coming from the car glass next to him made Randi surprised instead of playing. Instead of opening the window glass directly, he instead gave Ms. Risma a signal to directly drive her car.

"That's someone knocking at the door calling you, Ran!" bu Risma protested while trying to open a glass window next to Randi.

However, Randi thwarted his efforts.

"No need, Mom. Randi doesn't know him!"

Miss Risma certainly can't believe it. He opened the window until it opened perfectly. Randi let out a heavy sigh, trying hard not to glance in the slightest at someone who suddenly knocked on his car window.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Aunt. I'm Gladis. Temen classmate Randi. Can you come with nebeng?" gladis said without further ado.

Bu Risma chuckles amusedly. While Randi directly glared at him sharply.

"What the hell? We're not in the same direction! There go!" drive Randi without mercy.

Manyun gladis.

"My house is in Complex A, Auntie. Can, dad? Temen I the Anggita even in the same anterin as the Dawn. I was left alone!" gladis.

Randi clucked.

"Oh. It's the same direction as coincidence! Just goin!" timpal Bu Risma.

Randi exclaimed in annoyance. However, Ms. Risma did not budge and let Gladis into her car. Sitting right behind Randi who was completely reluctant to look at him.

"They're anggita too?" ask Miss Risma.

Gladis assented without further ado.

The car started to go slowly. Gladis continued to smile looking at Randi who was completely reluctant to turn to him. Choosing to turn his face toward the outside of the window while occasionally raising his glasses.

"Oh, yes, Auntie. Randi why the hell keep wearing jackets? In class too. Outside too. Uh, in the car as well!" chirp Gladis that way.

Spontan Randi turned towards Bu Risma while shaking enthusiastically. Miss Risma just chuckled.

"Why isn't Randi?" timpal Bu Risma.

Suddenly Gladis' face poked between Bu Risma's steering chair and Randi's seat. Randi shakes away her body. While Bu Risma held her chest with one hand while laughing.

"The Randi won't talk, Mom. Even in Sports hours, he was even diem on the outskirts of the field. And yet another rodi work to be an athlete!" gladis Protest.

"I'm on a writing assignment, you know!" timpal Randi defended himself.

Gladis stuck out his tongue unconcerned. Bu Risma continuously laughed seeing the interaction of the two.

"You're like that enemy anyway?" ask Miss Risma.

"I'm paying attention to him, Mom. He just doesn't want to be watched!" Gladis prides himself.

"Who would want to be treated with a ghibah?" sela Randi does not accept.

"I'm not a hooligan, Ran. But I like to discuss! Let's pinter!"

Randi clucking.

"Discuss the relationship between Anggita and his boys? That's it, Neng!" Randi nyoloth.

Gladis.

"Duh! I'm called Neng with Randi, Auntie! Oh, my goodness .. there is progress also pedekate with you, Ran!"

"Woy! What the hell is that?"

Gladis smacked his mouth many times.

"Kindlosan! Pretend you're not scared, Dad!" pinta Gladis while trying to cover both of Randi's ears with her.

Just so bad Randi distanced himself from Gladis. While Bu Risma was laughing incessantly.

"Duh! You're so innocent, Gladis. Nyampe can make it that way." Said Bu Risma who made Gladis instantly speechless.

"Effects love to grace, Mom!" randi ketus.

"It's okay. After all, his slips were also in front of the prospective in-laws!" timpal Gladis is proud.

Randi grunted in annoyance.

"Aunty's only son Randi, is it?" asked Gladis suddenly.

Randi gawking.

"No. Randi's first brother is a guy. But it's marriage!" said Mrs Risma.

"Alhamdulillaahafemore. Then I won't be easy to turn to each other, Ran. Cool out! Right now you're focusing on me!" gladis said excitedly.

"You're crazy, Dis! That's in front of my mom?" timpal Randi beaver.

Gladis pensive for a moment. His face was sad.

"Yes, Ran. I think I'm crazy! Really crazy to want to get you."

Miss Risma chuckled back. Randi threw the bag under his cake spontaneously towards Gladis who swiftly caught it.

"Sit down there! Don't worry about talking!" randy shouted annoyed.

Gladis manyun does not accept.

"Sit down first, Gladis. You just calm down! Aunty help her get on!"

Randi's mouth was wide open.

"Mamma! What the hell is that?" hatchling windy.

Gladis smiled cheerfully as she hugged Randi's bag thrown at her earlier. "Thank you, my future father-in-law!" he said with passion.