I'm Not (Again) Your Doll

The Campus

"duck donk ji... It's too late we nihh. "only while running away dragging orange hands with a little force.

"yes. ellaa.. jaa. this is also cepet2 kalee. anyways two/three minutes late is normal. relax aja kalee.. besides yes I don't want to donk ater until class, I get sweaty. keep my make up fade.My hair is also aut autan because you maksa maksa I run like gini. SABARR non. patient people in dear mama."

only the one who heard the orange chatter stopped his steps and looked at the orange wonder. "kok so mama anyway. should be in love with God??"

"yes. that's because my mother who from childhood likes to call.. .. "SABARR.. SABARR..

my mother loved me the same."

Sahaja his usual LO LA aka loading long snorting annoyed "that's because you're the magic of small so mother loe trying to bounce the spell herself so as to stay sane and can live long for the sake of nurturing Ellu tukiyeem. understand."

just immediately turn around and pull back orange barricades so they quickly get to their room.

orange pulled alone while running manjah also gawking do not believe in his own hearing. "is this really God. this is my friend who usually late alias thought could argue like that. if only he was no longer in the pull alone, maybe now the orange will immediately bow to gratitude.

not long after they finally arrived in their room.all students of the 1st level of medicine were seriously listening to the explanation of their lecturer when they just wanted to knock on the door of their room.

"good morning sir." just smile sweetly while slightly bowing his body greet the lecturer. Mr. Sanjaya who is known as a lecturer who is firm and disciplined to look at it with a piercing gaze and let in. only those who are allowed to enter do not forget to drag orange also to enter the classroom. feel the view of the lecturer is quite horror makes the heart alone want to be dislodged. very different from the orange attitude that walks gracefully to the stool like a royal princess and sits gracefully and beautifully without shame or guilt because it has come too late and bothers others during the activity learning is ongoing. he even had time to sing his sweet smile towards his friend who looked annoyed at him. Mr. Sanjaya cleared his throat just to neutralize the classroom atmosphere and resumed his discussion. 1 hour later Mr. Sanjaya asked all his students to submit the task he had instructed two weeks ago.one by one his students went forward to submit their duties. when it was an orange turn with a smile, he handed over his duties on the desk of his lecturer while stroking the elus of his duties. "baek Baek ya same as your new master.. kale aja he khilaf continues to assign value A to you. murmured in his heart. see the behavior of orange pak Sanjaya again berdehem because the queue of students is long behind the orange. orange who woke up smiling knots while backward bowing a little body facing the lecturer. after all the tasks were gathered then Mr. Sanjaya out of the room and finally the first class broke up and entered the break.

seeing the behavior of his best friend was only able to geleng geleng head. "elu tuh yaa. turn tool make up is never forgetfulness. intention bgt anyway. not all open salon non class". hearing that orange immediately stopped his activities for a moment and shook the shoulder shake only. "genius. I do not think you can have such a brilliant idea. only those who do not understand can only look at his friends.ok can yaa. I feel at home the same position as you. only inward. ahh. surely because of that.

sahajapun smile because his memory goes back to 12 years ago. somehow he became remembered his father.do I call ya. mumpung again there is no gini class. without thinking twice even directly called his father and exchanged news.not forgetting he reported his experience this morning with orange. hearing the story alone immediately made Eka laugh out loud when she heard how the orange temple was sick only to be driven home by alone to immerse her leftover duties. after a few minutes the call from her alone was closed and Eka returned with her routine at the office looking at the pile of documents she had to check and sign. for a moment he smiled again when he remembered the events of 12 years ago that changed his life to what it is today.

(kok, sayup sayup otor like to hear someone singing dangdut song)

"passaran..I will be the interpretation.until I will fight to the death"....

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