I Choose You!
#115 Thinking Until It Rains
This... third day huh?
Life is fun, isn't it? Too precious to waste.
Your mouth!
My days are fruits that are already quartz!
I'm against bullies! I'm burning you all bullies! Howaaaaaaa!!
“Again?” Firna has started to lose the spirit of appreciation.
It's the third day. Sweet experiences of women who feel their second life and for the first time oppressed. I'm sorry, I'm a good boy who won't be in the bully business.
And so should Rasyiqa!
Hm... Is it because Rasyi is too beautiful? Em, that could be a problem.
Firna lifted one of the many wet papers on my desk, “You sure there is no bad impression love to anyone?”
Smiling I picked up the plastic bag I was carrying on purpose, “What did my face say, 'yes, I've been'?”
He stared at me, “Ever?”
My face successfully shrunk, “Never!”
“Yes, you will often like to get angry gini,” he dropped the paper in the plastic I opened, “Try to remember.”
Hmm..., “I've pinched people's noses.”
“Nose pinch? Why?”
“Because you talk a lot, want?” I swept all the paper into the plastic.
“Ye, how the hell?! I want to help!”
I took the lap that I had prepared again, “I thought it was just Gista. No more.”
“That was already visible,” Firna took the initiative with a tissue that was always under her desk, “But why?”
Smile again me, “If I know, I've reported directly to the police opposite. The problem is I don't know why!”
“Bener too. Didn't ask for help from his father, Brother Fares?”
I laughed, “Telan aja, yes, round-round. I also where maybe a love that this to the police.”
“Why? Shy-shame?”
My hand is taking Firna's tissue to dry my table, “Well, smart.”
Want as bad as the bully, if not until life says goodbye, where there are police will come to hand. Although there is a back road, this is a problem that will lose its roots if I handle it myself.
The problem is, I don't think that these underworked children can be discussed. In the end, inevitably, I had to be aware of my mistake... Alone⏤
I don't have any clue at all about it!!
We finished cleaning the table for the next time in three days. Face him and sit down after him. It's like nothing happened.
Well, I guess that's his name's used to it. In these three days they really bring out their creativity.
So remember when the twins were still teasing me.
But this is more than intention. The point is they're making trash on my desk. Banana peels, scrap plastic, pieces of books I left in the locker under the table.
I'm upset, too, but they need to be more creative.
Rather than thinking about the misfortune that happened, Firna and I thought more about the cause. What are the pillars of their perseverance. Like returning a stream of memories that passed.
“Remember again, what makes you the same Gista can not match. Early on.”
I followed Firna's orders.
The first time I felt tension with Gista.. Wasn't it like that when I first met?
Does that mean he's just a haters who don't like my existence?
My eyes looked at Firna and waited for me to think, “You, can hate me?”
“Why why?”
“Can anyone else hate me for no reason?”
“There are those who hate people no excuses.”
I played the tip of my lip. Not out of thought, “Love alone can be for no reason. Why can't you hate for no reason?”
“Ya, there must be a dong when he... looks really angry, so?”
Quietly me, “No idea,” I stand, “Hot head. Road yuk.”
“Yang seriously dong.”
I play my shoulder, “You know what else if you don't know. My life is not to pay attention to what haters.” wants
“Ras, Fir,” Hero? “From Sovian Sagara.”
I smiled towards Firna who was still sitting on her stool. Diverting a second of my gaze towards the exit and back to Firna. The signal is more than enough to indicate we're going to come out and forget about it for a moment.
“Iya deh, yok,” she stands, “Masukin first her bag to locker.”
Afterwards, I grabbed him and forced Firna into the lane next to my desk. Walk at once together after giving a small thank to Wira.
These sweet twins have welcomed us.
My smile greeted the two people waiting at the door, “Hai..”.
Why with your faces?
“From when?” Vian's?
“Kok didn't say?” A saga?
I think they asked when we were ahead of here, right? “Newly~”
“Keep you quiet?”
“If disturbed, interrupt back.”
Oh, they know.
“Rasyi don't want,” Firna?
I smiled, “Do not want anything? This is his name act smart.”
“Liar-in, not smart name,” Saga, adorable ya~
Ah, exactly. The class leader came here with a pile of books. Let us ask the question of a thousand people after looking back at the leader who had lost.
“Chairman, have a teacher?” I'm straight to the point.
“No. Here's the PR book. Have the work gathered next week. Stay aja,” he understands the situation.
“Oke~” I grabbed one of the twins in sports uniform, “Yuk we sit in the field~”
“We don't want you to be disturbed,” Vian held back my movements.
I smile. Although they can not relax, they still mean more than good. If it was like that, I would be more willing to invite them more calmly.
“Yes, that's why I want to see the fun too. You guys aren't sporting or what, are you?”
Vian and Saga looked at each other.
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Ice cream does make my sweet tooth happy~
“You are sometimes too relaxed,” Vian limply sits beside me.
Firna enjoy the food, “Lah that's it. Random.”
“From saying it's better gini, it's better. Mending you guys help me find out why they went wild all of a sudden.”
“That's your own duty!” Firna's getting sick.
“What do you think that's so?” Saga is still standing in front of us, “Turn you! Let me understand!”
The thought of this child is just work. Such a thing will not finish well. Although I can stop the interference, but he can argue with me openly and more courageously.
“Who's take? You?” I immediately showed off my annoyed face.
“Sag, Rasyi was bullied but no one knows who,” thanks for explaining it, Firna.
“Pancing aja. You're alone in class, sleeping. Later we work the rest,” Saga unite one fist with the other palm.
Wow that's an evocative solution to my heart, “No. Thank you.”
“Too well not good. Firm dong. Little roar! Don't flabby!” This saga.
“Hmm...,” I pushed it hard Saga from the end of the field.
“We!”
I stood up and shouted loudly, “Simple huh? Flaccid?!”
“Iya aa! Rough midget!”
Everyone always said I was too soft. I just want to process it slowly. Because whatever it is, I don't want to leave the slightest trace in the cleaning.
How to... of course I have to talk⏤.
“This is a problem about Aaron not anyway?” Vian suddenly spoke.
I could see myself and Firna looked at Vian. Silent for a moment the sound of the field that started his sparing.
If there's a debate, all Gista and I have is about that. That is to say, he was bothering me because his love for Aaron went unanswered?
“Ya, if in the state of Gista, can indeed be angry yes..,” Firna agree?
I smiled cynically, “What's my fault? If Aaron likes me, yes he likes me. If I refuse, yes. Why are they so angry with me? No reason dong⏤”
Eh?
The rain? No, I didn't realize it wrong. Someone really, really, poured something in my head....
Heh?
