Lala The Dancer

Be sent home

It turns out that seniors are also talent show. Some read poetry, modern dance, and others. Vano sings Roman Picisan with his guitar.

Look at your eyes like a bow

Which you release into the heart of my heart

Even if you keep your love still

Keep your breath scented decorate the atmosphere

When I kiss your lips sweet

My love doesn't have to be, have you

Although the pain of slicing

Iris all promises

I dance on the edge of anxiety

In the gentle shahdu accompaniment of your tongue

You spread the graceful seed of your soul

Yet you are not

Reaping the fruit of my love

There is only a yearning

My friend immediately applauded. There's a baper with Vano singing. Shouting his name again. Haaa.... I feel like the artist is him.

"If I think the guitar is standard. He's like a busker in my opinion" I said as my friend was hysterical. Immediately get protests from some people who call me evil.

Event over. The seniors were also grateful for the festive event. Apologizing if any of their actions made us juniors hurt. The show closes with singing here happy there happy together.

I returned to the tent after removing all the dance attributes. Change with trending pants and t-shirts just like my friends.

"Cieh. who can haveduknya Kak Vano." Feby.

"You want? This is for you," I said as the nyodorin hasduk.

"Eh, yeah don't dong. It's a memory," said Feby, preventing my hand. My other friend just grinned. I know there are some envious gazes.... Hahhh if only they knew Vano not from his face doang, but his actions are annoying.

Morning comes. It's time we unload the tent and it's in order before the apple closes. It turns out that the eggs that were guarded from yesterday were said to have to be cooked.

"Divided per all members of the buffer," said the senior. Haaahhh there is aja.

We've dismantled the tent. I've tidied up the stuff I brought. A medium gank bucket, a kettle, and a small pot. Also a full backpack containing personal items. Add the default dance attributes now.

I went home to cover it all. Waiting for my mom to pick me up on the side of the road. I saw Farel waiting for an invitation too.

"Rail Cape?" I asked while standing next to him. He looked at me briefly. His face changed immediately.

"Capek is you. Not tired of being able to haveduk Kak Vano," he said. Why is this son, yak??? He also wants to have Kak Vano??

"Not that" I said sadly.

"Lha wants to do it again. Someone has a crush. Brother Vano has a crush you know!! That's why I have everything!!" he said jutek.

"Ih, that's the face you say have a crush on,-" I said disconnected.

"I've been picked up" Farel said pointing to his father's car. Hurry up to leave me. No more hitchhiking. Though usually who is picked up first must nawarin a ride. We are neighbors. That's why yak's son.

I'm dry waiting for an invitation. If I can bring my HP, I'll call my mom. It's too late. My friends have all been picked up. Even the seniors had also dispersed after the advanced apples they had won after the juniors came home. Vano's motor is approaching me.

"You together?" he nodded with a sweet smile.

"Son, I got picked up by mama," I refused quickly.

"Maybe you forgot" I said. Then I mentioned the number of my mother I had memorized. Vano glued his hp in the ear. Waiting for a while.

"Halo Aunt, I'm Vano Pak Dedi's son. Aunt, this is Lala coming home from camp, I'll drive you home, okay? All right, I'm home too" said Vano. I immediately glared trying to take his phone. He kept prying my hand. Smiling, hearing my mother's voice.

"No aunt, no papa."

"Yes, really," she said like reassuring mom.

"OK aunt, okay," said Vano again.

"Maaa I'd like to be picked up by mama!!" my yelling. Vano showing off his phone. Already interrupted mama's call. Sucks. He keeps his phone in his pants pocket.

"Good!!" his orders.

I had to shake hands with him. While holding a bucket and his friends. Vano backpack stays. Makes me just sit tight at the end of the jog. In fact I was sitting on the iron behind the back jog.

There's a cop sleeping pretty high up ahead. Vano just a little. Makes a pretty great shake on the back jog. My body was thin enough to make me bounce up and land paved. Falling over the bucket and kettle.

"Aaww!!" I shouted quite loudly. There was a wagon meatballs seller and some of the buyers saw me fall. They immediately helped.

"So does Dek hurt?" ask them to me. It hurts a lot, but the shame is incredible. My inner.

I fell down not very pretty. My forehead hit the kettle again. Seen by many more.

"Peffttt.. sorry Deck, I didn't mean to laugh, but I couldn't stand it" said my mother's mother made a red look my face was embarrassed.

Good thing Vano realized I was falling. Vano stopped and turned around casually. While listening to the grin again.

"Based on the boy, why is it that the bed is paved?" ask without guilt. I want to hit his head.

"How was it!! Bring the kids down!! That's his bag put it in front. The stuff also put the front," said the mother who laughed earlier. Finally Vano just realized his backpack that as big as an elephant was eating place. He followed my mother's advice. My backpacks and stuff were all put on the front of his motor matic.

On the way she pulled my hand around her waist.

"Po's grip will fall again" he said. Ihhhhh nyebelin yang!!!

At home, my mom is not there. There's only Hector and Mbah Kung.

"Thank you No, Lala's gone home. Stop here first" said Mbah Kung. And without shame, Vano actually stopped by the house. Talk to Mbah Kung and Hector. That kid always talks to Hector. I went into the house and cleaned up my stuff.

I asked intermbah to return the dance attribute.

"Let me go back, all the way home." Vano offered himself back.

"Wouldn't!! Lala wants to be delivered Mbah," I said quickly. Mbah Kung immediately glared at me.

"What's that thing called polite La?" sindir Mbah Kung to me. I immediately fell silent. Mbah Kung was also not feeling well.

"No papa. Ngerepotin. Come on," said Vano unilaterally.

I'm fucking Vano again. In front of Farel's house. The man sat on the bench under the tree we used to climb. His eyes glared at me with Vano boncery.

"You want some crepes first?" asked Vano while pointing at the square which Sunday afternoon was still rame. The makeup salon that I borrowed his costume from is close to the pullout pendopo. I'm shaking.

"Let me go home" I replied briefly. Vano remained stopped in front of the crepe seller. Ordering three strawberry chocolate crepes.

"I often see you nari dipendopo it's Po," he said as he looked at the dance pendopo where I was training.

"Share my dance" I said proudly praising myself. Vano smiled and nodded.

"Good, you're always pretty when you dance. Last night too" replied Vano who embarrassed me. I don't know why.

Arriving in front of my house, he immediately went home. While handing two crepes to me.

"One for Hector. Don't eat it yourself" he said. Then the gas goes away.