High School Time

That's Simba

Echa was silent, her brain was a little shaky for a while. "Lo said it was notation," protested.

"Sigma Notation. Do you know Sigma?"

Echa forced her brain to think. Sigma, sigma, sigma. Feels familiar. "There's a movie, right? That lion?"

"That's Simba."

Okay at this point, Echa feels really stupid. But he's not going to point that out to Givan. "Yes. I can do it. So, just a book lo and back, tomorrow I return the book if it's done copy to my note."

"Oh yeah?" Givan questioned it. "His word is stupid."

"Who said?" Echa nyolot.

"My fellows are."

Echa clenched her hands silently while her lips moved, cursing silently.

"Gue explained what was learned today, later if you can already do one problem. I'm home."

And hearing that, Echa increasingly felt confident that Givan could stay at his house. Yes, if the benchmark Givan came home is Echa really have to work on one math problem.

Here's the problem, Echa is like getting cursed from Mathematics lessons. Whatever the material, in the clear to foam, Echa will not understand and Echa sure now will be like that too.

Unless Givan succeeds in making it in the possession of a spirit who during his lifetime was a mathematical genius.

"Gue started yes," said Givan who had already opened the book and prepared with a pen in his hand. He wrote something on a white sheet of paper and pointed it to Echa. "Can you read this?" ask Givan.

Echa eyes.

"Five E? One equals one, two times ...?! Reduced by four." What was that? The matter has also made the tongue Echa kegelimpet.

Givan smile. "It's not an E, it's a symbol of Sigma."

"What's the sigma?" echa asked as she raised her face to look at Givan, and it was then that Echa realized that her face was so close. Right in front of his nose, Givan's chin is right. Right in front of his eyes, Givan's lips were indeed.

Jesus Echa! Let's focus.

"Don't look at me, the matter is here" Givan said as he tapped his book with a pulp.

Echa immediately lowered her head again, looked at the book and shifted slightly away to create some distance.

'If the decketan fears her to kiss' said Echa in his heart.

"So what is Sigma?" Echa repeated the question with a pair of eyes this time fixed into the hand of Givan holding the pen. Givan has big hands, huh? His fingers are also long.

"Sigma is from the Greek letter, meaning addition."

"Oh."

"So how he talks, from here first." Givan points to the values that are in brackets. "Total two i, at less four. Keep this." Givan pointed to the one under the Sigma symbol. "For i is equal to one." And pointing to the number five that is above Sigma. "Until the value of i equals five."

Oh, it's so complicated, huh?

Until there Echa was a poet, if Givan asked her to repeat the reading, Echa sure she could not call it right alias would be belibet.

"So, how do you fill it?" ask Echa more to urge to finish quickly.

However, as if Givan knew what Echa was avoiding, Givan instead asked Echa to do the opposite of what he wanted. "Well read it again?"

Tuh.

Although Givan had given Echa a lot of positive suggestions by repeatedly saying, "It's easy. You just need to ...."

But still, still. Echa doesn't understand.

"Van, wait a minute" said Echa closing the open book in front of them with her two hands. "Rest first yes. Thirsty right?"

Givan who has been talking a lot just realized his throat feels dry.

Seeing that her final Echa stood up from her place to the kitchen and returned with two glasses of orange ice.

When silence envelops, the direction of Echa's face is fixed on everything around her. Some open book, messy stationery, and Givan.

Givan, including one of the mm .. 'things' that are close to Echa right now, his intent for now, this second. Never thought that the person Echa thought would not care for her, instead being the one person who came to her when she was sick.

Oh yes he is sick. Echa just remembered, where had he been?

"Lo why this lakin?" echa's question arrived and made Givan turn his head. "Lo taught me, told Zia?"

Givan shakes. "It's not because of him."

"Continue?" Echa was curious, if not Zia why else? Although Echa is also not sure if the reason Givan came here is because Zia told him to. Is that Givan that kind of person? "What good is it to teach me?"

Givan shook his head again, this time shrugging his shoulders, his gaze fixed straight ahead. "Gue doesn't know either."

Echa sneered at her. Givan is yes, a lot of things Echa asked about Sigma Notation, and Givan answered all of them with confidence.

The turn of a simple question, about himself does not need many formulas or tricks, instead do not know? Answer her know?

"Gue just wants to," said Givan, looking back at Echa, quite fixed, looking at her two eyes in turn. "What's the matter."

Continuing to 'either why' the longer-heard answer made Echa somewhat irritated as well. Yeah, that doesn't mean Echa cares and is very curious, or is intent on scraping Givan's privacy.

It's just that it's related to her, right?

"Lo know what number two is?" givan asked arrived.

"Number two what? About?" Echa persuaded a paper full of graffiti that was earlier Givan to live the matter.

Givan shakes. "No, the number two sequence of things I just realized and managed to get on my favorite list."

What the hell? Echa does not understand at all with the random discussion made by Givan.

But to appreciate, let's just say there is, Givan's favorite list is number one. Echa asked, "Okay. What's number two, you like?"

"There's near lo."

Well, lo. Why would Echa hold her breath just from hearing that?

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...Seriate......

...Happy Reading🤗's...