HIM, MY BEST FRIEND

I just want Harry Potter

Character introduction:

Hiya! My name is Rinjani. But my friends usually call me Riri. I am a popular girl and a lot of friends. Also academic and non-academic. Yes, because of my title as a Student Star, everyone wants to be my friend. As a teenager in general, I am happy to have many friends. Although I never know, whether they are sincerely friends with me or just need my help to do PR or cheat on repeat.

Among my many friends, there are some special ones. They are Nina, Ayudya, Harry and Kurnia.

Nina's been my best friend since I was in 10th grade. She's a very friendly and well mannered hijab girl. It's not much different from me. We both live with our grandparents. Fate makes us empathize with each other. Our relationship is so close, like a sibling.

Ayudya was my classmate in 11th grade. She's a beautiful and kind girl. Ayudya was a simple child, even though he was the son of people. Despite his circumstances, he was never arrogant and discriminating friends.

Harry has been my friend since the first day I went to school. He's a kind-hearted, friendly, smart guy, a sports guy who is also active in organizing. He was the most liked guy in our school. But baby, he's a playboy. We are good friends because we both join in on some of the same extracurriculars. We were in class 12.

Kurnia was Harry's best friend in 12th grade. I just got to know him in 11th grade as a PMR Commander. He is kind, mature, smart, wise and loyal. We became friends because we looked the same way in some ways.

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Bugs!

I threw my bag on the table, as soon as I got to my class. Class 12 IPA 1. I then sat on my own bench. The front row, right in front of the teacher's desk.

Suddenly two guys who were chatting at the end of the class immediately ran towards me.

They are Kurnia and Harry, my best friends.

"You're Ridwan's abis nolak huh, Ri?" without further ado, Kurnia instantly gushed at me.

"IIihhh. You spit!!" i'm sewot. "Yes, why?"

"Are you normal, Ri? Less what try Ridwan. He's a martial artist, handsome, tall, big guy anyway. He can protect you, "Kurnia is still a nyerocos at the speed of light.

"Have a son," I mean. "I'm normal, I am. I'm a real girl, I like guys. I was a fuck. I don't need a guy to protect me. I can protect myself."

"Lha continue if you're normal, why are those guys rejected all? Last week you were shot with Deni in the green house, rejected as well. Who is Har, the son of Paschibra? Rejected too. We're as your best friend worried Non, afraid you're not normal."

"Not polite!" I cursed while hitting Kurnia's shoulder with all my might until she complained.

"It's not that he's not normal, Kur, it's just the person he's expecting not to be glancing at at all" Harry laughed mockingly.

"Emang is?" ask Kurnia.

"There! He tastes weird. It's the same Harry Potter" now Harry's the one who interrupts.

"Dol-hhh!!" I immediately shouted stifled.

"That's true..," he said again.

Fade the pinch on her thigh that happened to be sitting next to me.

"Abs!!" his screams. "It hurts!!"

"Harry Potter who? How do I not know, anyway?" Kurnia started kepo.

"That's the next door neighbor. Si Ahmad, our Temen Rohis," this bucket is a boy. Kubonusi pinched once again.

"www!" again he screamed in pain. I'll make sure this time it's on his thigh.

I glared fiercely.

"She was ridiculous to know if she had met Ahmad.

You ever see Riri suddenly oon? Lola aka old loading? Yes so it is. Yesterday, he asked how to find information about Prambanan. Lha the Ahmad said look it up on Google. Trus him, this lo buddy, just nodding assent. Everyone knows that they are looking for anything on Google. Ni buddy lo really-no seem like pinter-pinternya. Ri, if your lesson is number one, but when it comes to love, you're a big zero" Harry collapsed to the point of almost falling out of a chair.

I felt my face hot and red. Between anger and shame. Very upset it feels the same with this one koplakku. But I admit, what he told me is true. I finally stood up and just left from there.

"Ri, Riri! Don't be mad dong!" Harry called me.

I don't care about the call. He actually opened all my cards, and embarrassed me.

"Tell you, yes" I murmured in my heart. But how did the boy know about me and the Harry Potter? I never saw him when I talked to Ahmad. Or is it true said Harry, if I was close to Ahmad, I suddenly oon? Whatever the reason, I'm mad at you, Harry!