
"Lo has a life I don't have. Temen, the family figure, and you have something that makes people feel warm when near you," said Givan, who was only nodding a few nods slowly by Echa. "Get."
Givan's call made Echa take a deep breath before the end of her speech, "Yes. Givandra's Galaxy?"
"Even though I'm near you, later or tomorrow." Givan's head shook slowly. "Lo don't, don't ever like me."
Is this his intended warning?
One.
Two.
Three.
Echa digest. Then ask. And then found that she felt herself not accepting. Not because he planned to like Givan, but that means, why did Givan set it up? Something that Echa thinks is too personal concerns feelings.
"Why?"
"Because ...."
Givan did not answer, but instead approached his face. Echa still didn't know what Givan was going to do, until Givan smiled knots in front of his face, then said, "Because you're stupid and I'm pinter."
So, Echa just fell for her to be insulted?
Givan shunned himself again, again making the right distance.
"Gee." Echa can't believe she's been wasting a few seconds waiting for Givan to say it. "Lo wants to say that with the brain in my head, I don't deserve you, do I?"
"Handler."
But Echa got upset, she landed her palm on Givan's back, hitting it hard. "Who would like to like you?! Huh uh?" Then, Echa pushes Givan's strange thrust, instead Givan laughs after getting hit, push and hear the throbbing.
"Oca, stop."
"No more talking, no more!"
"It's serious." Givan held Echa's hand. "Let's learn again. Lo hasn't managed to break a single problem yet" said Givan, whose laughter had eased.
"Ledekin is a terooos."
"Not cheated." Then Givan pointed behind Echa with his chin. "Please help that."
"What?" say it with a little nyolot.
When Echa was upset. Givan - without explaining what - leaned his body there, making his chest hit Echa's shoulder and managed to make the girl freeze instantly. Echa could not move, could not avoid feeling nervous because of the current state, this kind of position.
Ouch.
Givan, where's the concept going? A little bit makes Echa meleyot, then nyolot. And a little bit make Echa meleyot again.
'Deep snap dong. Help u! Help u!'
And finally, Givan sat back to his original place, he pointed at the pencil he had just picked up.
So then. Just to get a pencil?
But, the drama .. gosh
***
Givan had just closed the door of his house in the back, he was immediately greeted by Oca who approached, meowing and then rubbing himself at his feet.
"Get."
Givan crouches down and rubs Ola's head - a cat with ash plumes that has never left her home since she came.
There are never any plans to have a pet, a cat or anything. But since Oca never left, Givan decides to take care of her, including feeding her and taking responsibility with her.
Regarding his name Oca. Givan only remembers mentioning 'Oca' a lot, so that's how it is.
All the conversation was going through Givan's head right now. There was one that he could not say honestly, one to a salahaman that could not be straight.
About Echa who thinks she doesn't deserve Givan.
"It's not the girl that doesn't deserve me, it's me" Givan said as he put Oca's cat into his lap. "Gue is too inappropriate for him."
Givan knows Oca the cat doesn't understand but he still wants to talk in front of the cat. "At first he won't." Like. "He hates that, right?"
Givan smiled faintly, as all the questions just now were answered by the sound of meow from the cat Oca.
***
Echa stared intently at Givan who had just finished working on the math problem on the board. Givan also returned his gaze by raising one eyebrow.
"Why see me?" givan asked after sitting on his bench, in front of Echa.
"Who said? I saw the wall clock."
"Oh yeah?" Givan denied it. "Hour wall's in the back, there." Givan pointed to the wall behind, where the wall clock was hanging.
Echa followed the direction that Givan pointed, right the wall clock was there. Since when to move? Then I looked back at Givan. "Oh that's it? I guess this--" Echa made both her hands form the letter V framing Givan's face without sticking. "It's a cold clock, too, out of shape."
Givan held back his laughter. "Look over to the board now, let's go pinter." Then Givan turned his back and made Echa snort.
"Lo why the hell?" whispered Zia from her side. "The truth is, Givan, did you realize that this morning you saw Givan continue?"
No. gabe. Echa did not feel, but she could not answer also in self-defense.
"Lo kayak dateng to school just to nail the face to Givan doang." added Zia.
"Lo's mouth, my God! It must be on the nail." Echa shook her head. "What look did he look at first, look at dong."
"What gaze?" asked Zia while giggling. "That you read there, your eyeballs are no longer bullet but become Lope shape. Not realize? Most of you look at Givan."
Echa clucked loudly. "To ask in gibeng huh?"
***
Did Givan say yesterday affect Echa so much? To this day Echa passed her break time to visit Bu Dewi in the teacher's room, to ask where any subjects Echa got mediocre grades.
No, that doesn't mean he wants to fight for Givan. That's not. Echa just wants him not to be at low right.
That'sthat's all.
Echa did it for herself. For a better Echa.
His spirit flames smoldering before entering the master room. But when it came out with a piece of paper from the Lady Goddess who was a graph report of her value, the fire of the smoldering spirit turned into a small candle, which ill-fated her again, his fire was just blown out by Givan's breath.
Phyuuh. Missing.
"So all this time, my grades have only differed by one - two numbers from the average class?" It means all the mediocre, there's a lot to learn. Echa dropped the report paper and swung her steps with a shunt, disconnected to the canteen, intending to console herself by filling her stomach.
Staying one turn, he instead bumped into someone - who swiftly held both elbows directly so as not to fall.
As Echa looked up, she immediately let out her rough breath and retreated. "Lo again."
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...Connect... ...
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