High School Child Marriage

Episode 19's

after the lesson ended, my friend and I left the class to where the cafeteria we used to buy breakfast was located.

- In the Canteen

I turned and found Enggar standing beside me. His body was sweating in a sports uniform. He also held a bottle in my hand.

“Sori, I took this first,” I said.

“Cannot. I first took the.”

“Gue wants to buy this one,” I said trying to stay calm.

“Gue would also like to buy this. Choose another flavor. There are still many tuh.” Enggar circled his gaze towards the arrangement of the bottles in front of us.

“Why don't you just buy another flavor?” I raised an eyebrow.

“My color likes guava,” says Enggar grit his teeth.

“This is also my favorite. You can't ya crap the girl?”what kind of husband is this why can't give up just a little bit

“Lo is the only one who is defeated. It's a matter of taste, nothing to do with girls or guys,” Enggar said stubbornly.

“Nyolot very much lo!” I started getting angry.

Enggar. “Lo first start nyolot!”

“You got a storm lo?” my challenge is a waist-tear. Okay, I realize my attitude is childish.

“Lo think I'm scared because of you chick?” The corner of Enggar's lips slightly raised to mock me.

“And you think I don't dare because I'm a girl?”

Like in a comic story, now we seem to be emitting electric shocks from each eye.

I used that to snatch a bottle of guava-flavored tea. But, it turns out I didn't guess my actions. He blocked my hand and held it in the air. Shit, even though a little more I managed to grab it.

“Lo to say, huh?”

“Please hand me.”

“I won't let you take my drink, my naughty wife,” Enggar said threateningly, swallowed in the ear of Najwa

“What? Lo drinks? I first want to buy it before lo dateng,” reply I do not want to lose.

“I proved first that megang.”

“Gue first.”

“Gue first!”

“Gue!”

Enggar opened his mouth. But there was another voice that interrupted him.

“nggar.” Richard approached us and removed Enggar's grip on my hand. “No need to fight because of drinks, right? You're not ashamed of talking to junior? Girls again.”

“Lo don't need to interfere,rich. Ogah I give the same girl like her!” Enggar pointed at my nose with a fierce look.

“What do you mean by a girl like me? Partly by chance I also males equally lo, husband has no heart!” sahutku did not lose fierce.pelan

“Macem girl yes kayak lo. Grimaced. Not much different from a tiger. Pantesnya you live in ragunan, not school.”

Okay, he's outrageous. I'm likened to a tiger? Right now the blood all over my body feels like it's flowing up into the crown. “Basic mouth parrot. Nyinyir kayak moms again gossip,” reply me.

Enggar looked at me with a momentary shock face. Then it felt like I could see there were sparks appearing in his eyes. “Lo...”.

I feel like his words have not reached a point. I don't know why he didn't finish it.

“What? You've never seen a raging tiger?”

“Ooh, I am afraid..” Cibir Enggar pitched mockingly, instead of being afraid. Really upset filled my head. Then a haughty expression appeared on his face while raising the bottle. “Obviously, I got this.”

I laugh. “Take aja. I don't like the wine.”

Enggar checked the label of the bottle in his hand and stroked. The next moment he glared at me. I glared back at him. As a result, for some time we threw fierce glances at each other. Then, as if someone gave the command, we both turned to fight over the drink that turned out to be out of place.

I looked at Enggar who was also busy looking. When our gaze met, again we threw fierce gazes at each other.

“Nasi soto you are almost cold, Naj,” said Mbak Asri who returned again after concocting someone else's order. “Teh taste jamunya already someone bought. You guys choose another flavor.”

“Who bought it?” tanyaku and Enggar at the same time. We glared at each other for a moment, then both turned to the direction Mbak Asri pointed to using his chin.

I could only swallow watching the guy in the uniform of another sports suit sip my favorite guava-flavored tea to the ground and throw the bottle into the trash.

I turned the body. It felt like kicking a guy's shin in front of me.

“This is because of lo!” snaps me and Enggar together. Equally upset.

I exhaled a deep breath to dampen the throbbing in my temple. Then reach the nearest smallest size mineral water, which turned out to be done also by Enggar. This time we took a different bottle. Without warning, we looked away from each other. My free hand extended money to Mbak Asri, then grabbed the soto rice bowl and left. Forget about the shrimp crackers I had chosen.

viola greeted me to a long bench that was still empty, why the girl who always pursued the love of kakel at this school became good even though a little, or just Ngin took the heart of an Enggar, meanwhile, the girl who always pursued the love of kakel at this school became good even though little, or just Ngin took the heart of an Enggar, the corner of my eye saw Enggar and Richard, Kevin, Rocky leave the cafeteria followed by the girls of their fans.

“Lo what the hell fight with Kak Enggar? Concerned by many, you know. Don't be surprised if you're a fan of foesin lo,” celtuk viola sitting opposite me.

“Included lo?”

viola cengennesan's. “Gue even seneng if you do not have the same taste Kak Enggar.”

My eyebrows are up a little. Cannot understand the meaning of viola.

“Yes, because you don't seem to be in love with Kak Enggar. That's why we don't have to be rivals, right?” The smile of the viola widened as if it had just won a lottery holiday to Europe for free. “Eh, but if I can date Kak Enggar, you guys don't keep bickering? Must be getting along.”

I grunt.

“While, although angry, Kak Enggar always looks handsome. Original, why the hell is there a guy as cool as him in this world? I feel like I'm in a fairyland again. Make me really upset,” said viola as if he had just met the white riding prince, not a guy who spoke rudely to his best friend. Fortunately, he did not sing like the main character in Disney films.

“For a while, I want to pesen meatballs first,” he continued while rising closer to the serving table.

My mouth was gaping. viola was indeed great in terms of making me speechless. I really can't figure out how he—and the hundreds of girls in this school— crazy about Enggar, the rude guy who won't budge on the girl, stubborn, and ferociously begging it. Is physical appearance the only thing to consider in love? I guess not. No matter how handsome the guy is, I can't imagine myself being able to get into a relationship with the person who would invite me to a fight just because of a bottle of drink.

Ah, but it's possible that such thinking does apply to viola and her fellow fans.

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