I'm Not Tarzan

9. Synonymously.

"Tama, later pick me up home yes," said Ginsul with a carefree face.

Tama smiled broadly.

"I can't promise, because Mr. Amin is taking me on duty," replied Tama staring at the face of Ginsul who looks more beautiful. Of course with his ginsul tooth.

Ginsul pout spoiled.

Tama grimaced, just this time He also saw the spoiled face of Ginsul. It looks adorable too.

The school gate has been closed, though not in the lock. A sign that all students have entered their respective classes.

Ginsul, who didn't want to go to school because her legs were still hurting, had to go too. Of course for one reason, so that it can be between Tama.

"OK! Then." Then." Ginsul was disappointed.

Tama opened the gate.

Ginsul smiled like a queen.

"But I'll pick you up, climb it near Kok" Tama said after Ginsul was inside the gate.

Ginsul's face was further ignited with matchless pleasure, smiling brightly like a fairy in the forest.

Tama smiled sweetly, immediately riding on her bike.

Ginsul returned Tama's smile more sweetly. Observe until the motor that carries it is not visible in the eye. The taste in his heart was now so fragrant with the many flowers that were popping. Suddenly he wanted to run to his class if he did not remember his sore leg.

Feels like to quickly return home, hoping Tama is in front of him again.

Slowly and limped Ginsul walked, but on the lips a smile endlessly etched like free of obstacles.

His leg pain, but it felt in his heart.

Suddenly his steps stopped, something stuck in his head.

"Tama" his heart suddenly felt someone knocking and pitying considering Tama climbing a tree.

Turned his body towards the gate.

The heart feels sad. He had seen Tama on a tree.

Ginsul lowered his face withstanding a taste that was like tearing a heart.

"What if Tama falls?" worries in the heart mixed with horror.

Slowly walk back, now more slowly.

Why did his heart become restless and sick? Was yesterday not what it is today?

His mind goes with his feet.

Keep walking towards her class that is in the middle.

Ginsul turned his head again at the school gate, hoping Tama would reappear.

The sound of Bu Colour sounded from within the classroom, like explaining something.

Ginsul knocked on the door slowly.

Ms. Color who was standing in front of the room immediately saw it, then approached her.

"Sorry Mom, late," Ginsul said respectfully.

"Open you've Gins's sick license?"

Bu Colour saw Ginsul's feet wearing sandals.

"It's getting better, ma'am." Ginsul Smile.

A loud noise was heard from the class.

Bu Colour turned his body.

Immediately the silence returned.

Bu Colour is back to see Ginsul.

"Mom's happy to see your learning spirit Gins. Come in, your friends are waiting for you."

Bu Colour walked to the middle of the room, followed by Ginsul who immediately sat into place. Front but near the classroom door.

"So you w-a, can't go to school yet" whispered Alisa.

Ginsul only gestured with his face.

Alisa saw Bu Colour, listening back to the teaching that is being explained.

Ginsul also listened, although colekan slowly felt on his shoulders from behind.

But not as usual, this time he found it difficult to concentrate. My mind is on Tama.

Tama like hanging in his mind like Tarzan that he ever watched on youtube channel, kept a lot of ants.

Ginsul is like a grievance in his heart.

"Eh! The gorilla!"

Ginsul was surprised.

Mrs Color who was also aghast was startled, staring at Ginsul.

Ginsul closed her mouth turned to Alisa who had been menoelnya in the stomach.

Ginsul's face was shamed with shame and fear. Step Bu Colour is getting closer to him.

Ginsul saw the fear face Bu Colour.

All those in the class were silent not expecting what Ginsul had just mentioned. There was a middle sound calling Bu Colour, as all the focus paid attention to it.

"Sorry Ma'am, Alisa made a shock," Ginsul honestly turned Alisa back.

"Sorry Mom, usually Ginsul is not gelian," explained Alisa.

Bu Colour alternates the two.

"Mom give both of you a chance to joke outside the classroom, until school."

Ginsul and Alisa looked at each other, blaming each other in view.

"Is it not too long, Mom?" Alisa wonder.

"Let the two of you be content in joking," explains Mrs Colour.

"But Ma'am...?"

Ginsul regretted his actions.

"But I told you."

Bu Colour pointed at the classroom door with his right hand open.

Ginsul and Alisa look back.

While a noisy voice rang out from Gins cs, behind them.

With a heavy heart, the two immediately stood up,

Ginsul hums her face, as does Alisa while walking in front of Bu Colour.

Bu Colour watched the two until they walked out of the classroom door.

Alisa held the hand of Ginsul who was walking limping.

"What's Gins?"

"What's wrong? You're Alisa, what's wrong?"

Ginsul asked back.

"Aren't you usually daydreaming in a Gins class?"

"My legs are hurting, so I'm having a hard time concentrating" said Ginsul, letting go of Alisa's hand.

Alisa widens her lips, of course with Ginsul's excuse.

"Then why do you go to school when you're sick?"

Ginsul fell silent with a grimace, looking at his still swollen legs.

Alisa smiled broadly at the slippers Ginsul was wearing.

"New Gins?"

Now Ginsul's widening his ginsul teeth.

"From the old hanging in the stall," he said.

Alisa laughed a little.

Ginsul observes the school gates.

"What's Gins?Do you want to go home?"

Alisa wonder.

"Ah, no!" Ginsul's smile covered her heart. Although Tama's face was struggling in her mind.

"We're going to the canteen!"

Ginsul resuscitated his body on the wall.

Somehow he felt less eager to accept Alisa's invitation, it felt so lazy to just chew slowly in the cafeteria.

From last night he prefers to snack on the shadow of Tama's face, until morning.

"Hey!"

Alisa patted Ginsul's shoulder.

"Smiling itself? Just ask if anything makes you so happy!"

Alisa smiled amusedly.

Ginsul's face blushed, bowed to hide his heart's thoughts.

"I'm really suspicious! What's wrong with you Gins? Come on tell me!"

Alisa is like seeing something change in Gins, easily daydreaming suddenly.

"I'm fine Alisssss! My leg hurts!"

Ginsul's lie draws Alisa's hand.

Alisa was surprised, laughing following Ginsul's limped steps.

"Oohhhh! Haduhhh! I thought your heart hurt Gins!"

Alisa in between her laughter, followed Ginsul's steps. Tracing each class tightly closed doors to the back of the school.

Alisa's face changed drastically, her boisterous laughter became silent not echoing.

Not the canteen that was targeted in spending the punishment period, but behind the school that there is only a wall fence with trees outside.

"Gins?" Wonderful Alisa.

"We're just here" said Ginsul, looking at the lush foliage outside the fence.

"Please! The gins! We're not nostalgic, are we?"

"You mean?"

Ginsul doesn't understand.

"If you want to wait for a boyfriend, in the corner of the school! Not in the back! Anyway Gins, we don't have a boyfriend yet, what are we here for? waiting in angrily again?"

Ginsul just grinned amusedly to see the face of Alisa who looks so good.

"Once, can't Lis!"

Ginsul.

"A-once? Why don't you go to Gins' principal's room?" sulk Alisa.

Ginsul more amused, Alisa's face more upset.

"Do you prefer Kyras to laugh?"

Alisa's eyes were wide open, like remembering something. If the Kyra herds, know they are in the law, it could be an impromptu market of one school, boisterous and crowded with shaking.

"This time I agree with you, I don't want to be a victim of the issue of Kyra and her friends" Alisa said slowly as if afraid someone heard her.

"So dong! it should be the Gins!"

"Tomorrow! We're laughing at a herd of kyra!"

Ginsul is like a stir.

"That's right!"

Alisa's index finger swayed upright.

"You're all the same!"

Ginsul and Alisa are shocked.

"Like a synonym! Ginsul and Kyra, can be interpreted as canteen lice!"

Ginsul and Alisa sat down not daring to look at Bu Colour.

The sound of both is like lost swallowed saliva itself, or sudden strep throat, it is difficult to make a sound to see the hijab Bu Color that lights red.

"Can't you use your free time to study? What is it to the cafeteria that you visit? And now...why do you guys want to do that behind the school?"

Ginsul and Alisa are getting bowed.

"Are you not ashamed of the ants marching on the trees?"

Bu Colour glasses also move in line with the question.

Ginsul and Alisa look at each other.

"Shame Ma'am" the two answered almost simultaneously.

"Then, why are you still here?"

With a little haste, Ginsul and Alisa immediately left Bu Colour.

Bu Color noticed.

"Where are you going?"

Ginsul and Alisa are new to running, back must see Bu Colour.

"Ke kanti Bu," answered Alisa who held Ginsul's hand to walk.

"To the canteen?"

Face Bu Colour not count.

"To-library!"

Designate one of the school buildings at the front.

"Yes Ma!"

Ginsul and Alisa answered almost simultaneously again.

Ms. Colour shook her head, looking at the behavior of her protege just now. Letting go of his heavy breath by looking at the wall fence of the School, was like looking for what the two students were doing.

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