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Chapter 11

"Sadis very lo words, Dit," Revon chimps.

"Let's be, the important thing is that Andria already knows how I feel about her. Crying or not, bodo very." Pradit turns off his phone, just in case Andria calls again.

"For a long time you became a Jasen kayak, yes," said Sendra.

"Don't take me!" snapped Jasen.

"Bad lo, Dit. The vow. I didn't think you could be that bad. If you don't like Andria, just cuekin, don't give him such words," said Gibran.

"Gue was wrong?" tanya Pradit pointed at her face with an index finger.

"YES!" answer Revon, Sendra, Galang, and Gibran together. Jasen is busy with his online games.

Gibran pulled Sendra's shirt. "Main PS, kuy!" bring him.

"Kuy, you lose the most!" greet Sendra.

"Bac*t, you're going to lose!" gibran's reply was unacceptable.

"Bare betting?" challenge Sendra.

Gibran showed his smirk smile. "Who is afraid" he said.

"The loser, must treat all of us at the Mang Wedi stall for a week" said Sendra.

"Less exciting, ah! Time is just a treaty, like a poor person," said Galang. "The loser, had to bacain a poem for Meli in front of the classmates," continued Galang origin.

"Deal!" balas Gibran and Sendra compact.

Gibran and Sendra moved positions. They are preparing to play PS in that spacious living room. Every now and then, the two men smoked cigarettes in each other's hands.

***

"Hey bro, play ML. Mabar, yuk!"

Jasen rubbed his shoulder that had just been touched by someone. He sat next to Jasen while looking at Jasen's cell phone screen.

"So familiar" ketus Jasen.

Revon, Sendra, Galang, and Gibran stared at the glowing guy sitting next to Jasen.

"The gelatin is normal at times. So you want to poke your eyes, huh," said the guy.

Revon turned to look at Pradit. "Who? Songong is very."

"I don't know either" Pradit replied. "Who the hell are you?"

"Abang mah that, like to forget the same adek itself," said the man as he pursed his lips and folded his arms in front of his chest.

"Lo still can't say I'm brother, huh? Coming home from London I am not given a gift" Pradit said.

"Lo's sister?" ask Sendra cengo.

"I really don't want to confess, but want to do it again," said Pradit resigned.

The man stood up, then patted his right chest. "Known, I'm Praspa Renovendra. His dear sister Pradit," said Praspa introduced himself.

Pradit sontak held the stomach and smothered his own mouth. "Gue wants to vomit" he said as he ran to the bathroom.

"Lebay" said Jasen.

"Lo's really his sister?" ask Galang.

"Kok has never looked like this? Or maybe you child ... collect?" accuse Sendra.

"Heh, sekate-kate lo kalo. Praspa went to school abroad, and he just moved to Indonesia" said Radin-Papa Pradit who suddenly appeared.

"Eh, um," said Sendra with a clumsy smile.

"Not to be polite, don't pant." Radin sat his ass beside Revon. "You want to play PS" said Radin while staring at Gibran and Sendra who did not finish.

"But don't bother me, it's old too" chirped Pradit who reappeared from the bathroom.

"Eh, do you want me to rip my mouth with scissors, knives, or chainsaws, huh?" tanya Radin ruffled her waist to look at Pradit.

"Santuy, boss. Kidding." Pradit grinned, Radin serem if already angry.

'If my family is like this, ' Jasen's inner.

'****, gini very well bokapnya Pradit? More complete than me, ' Inner Galang.

***

Regita sat on his stool, today he left quite early. However, it was earlier Biana and Leuren.

"There's PR?" Regita spread her eyes across the classroom. Everyone was busy with their own books, except Leuren.

"There, it's got me again copied with Biana," replied Leuren. "Lo want to cheat too?"

Regita. "You, here." Regita pulls Leuren's notebook on Biana's desk, but her hand is directly tapped by the girl.

"Have a son! I'm not done yet, wart!" biana.

"Look out, dong!" said Regita.

"But it's not free, Re, if you want to cheat." Leuren blinked her eyes at Regita.

"Huh, your calculations are so temen." Regita took out the only notebook in her bag and a pen. "Ask what payment?" ask Regita.

"Not expensive."

"Fifty thousand?"

"Not."

"Hundred thousand?"

"Not."

"Five hundred thousand?"

"Not."

"Ten thousand?"

"Deal!"

Regita menoyor Leuren's head, pinter problem lesson doang. Then he took out two pieces of ten thousand from his pocket and gave them to Leuren.

"Gue love twenty. But, all of you copy it to my book," Regita said.

"Ready, Boss Ma'am!" sahut Leuren saluted.