LATHIS

Primadon

“Huft. I'm really living like this. Free beautiful, rich, smart and friendly. I still do not have a friend,” complained a girl while propping up her chin.

His eyes roamed wildly towards the rest of the canteen. Everyone is eating with their friends or friends. He always eats alone. No one wants to be friends and be friends. It's just, he is too picky and indifferent to new people. That's why many people just choose to admire it without approaching it.

Suddenly there was a male figure sitting in front of the girl, making the girl frown confused. The other students glared in surprise.

“Heh! What are you doing here? No other table, what? Very familiar sitting in front of me. Where not to use permission, again.” The girl reflexively scolded the man who was casually enjoying the meatballs she ordered.

“Udah ga polite, deaf again. Basic man does not know manners,” cynical girl and looked at the man in front of her with a murderous look.

“Ih, you did not__” said the girl was cut because a pentol that entered her mouth with a size large enough. As a result, he chewed it with bulging cheeks and an annoyed look towards the man.

The canteen occupants could only hold their breath seeing the cuteness of the girl's face eating the large pentol. While the man earlier, had laughed with his anxiety while pressing the girl's nose which was immediately pushed aside by him.

“Apwahaan sih,” snapped the girl while glaring back in the middle of pentol chewing activities.

“Ululululu, your face is very strange.” The man laughed with satisfaction after successfully photographing the look of the girl's upset face with cheeks that bulged because it was filled with pentol in it.

A few moments later the pentol was swallowed and quickly the girl drank the drink that was brought by the man.

“Eh, uh...My drink was,” said the man did not accept.

“What? Who told me to put pentol in my mouth, which is great again. My cheeks hurt, because of you,” replied the girl with eyes that glared sharply at the man in front of her.

“Ya uda, anyway. Who told you to be noisy? Disturb people to eat,” chirped the man while continuing his activities eating meatballs.

“Heh! Just delicious. Why are you sitting here? Don't have a temen? Is there nowhere else?” ask the girl cynically.

“Traditional. I have a lot of friends, Dad. Not like you, alone mulu. Basic voter,” taunts the man who still eats his meatballs.

“If you don't know anything, mending diem aja.” ketus the girl with mixed feelings.

“Basic. It's free to be a Primadona if you don't have a friend. Voters. Arrogant,” scorned the man with a slanted smile imprinted on his lips.

“Not knowing about me. We don't know each other. So, take care of yourself. Don't interfere with my life.” The girl emphasized every word that came from her lips. His heart ached when there was blatantly someone commenting on his nature.

He is not a person who likes to respond to the words of others. In fact, he was so cute. However, what the man had just said managed to slap his heart.

Soon he walked away from the cafeteria table he was sitting on, without touching his food. Just a few steps away, the male voice managed to make his legs automatically come to a halt.

“Where are you? Hide out of shame? Okay, it's no use. Mending the contents of your stomach the same food that you have bought. Instead of being mistreated like a gini,” scolded the man who managed to make the girl's heart grow furious.

Because it was too upset, the girl turned her body and walked back to the man who was still at home in his position.

“Lu who is it, anyway? So cool to be a person. Tau najis tau?” it was the girl who seemed to have managed to ignite the emotions of the man before her. Evidently with the hand of the man who held the spoon and fork very tightly.

“Lu shit equals me? Yes, there. Go from in front of me.” The man spoke in a slender tone, accompanied by the dings of a spoon and fork in his bowl.

“Barthy girl. No one wants to talk to you. Your guy rese and bummer like gini. What's the name, lu?” the male Cerocos with an annoyed face.

“You know all use ngehina. Basic mode. Relifyla.” Though answering the man's question. However, it uses a very tinge.

“Oh, so your name is Relifyla. Beautiful, anyway. It looks like pinter too. Just darling, not as good as what is said by people.” The spicy comment slid unfiltered from the mouth of the man who had been looking for Relifyla.

“Wah, noisily. Lu who, anyway? How brazen,” asked Relifyla who was very upset.

“Cih, it turns kepo too. Gerarka.” replied the man with his cynical glance.

“Oh, so you're that super jail guy? Pantesan, make high blood mouthful. Not surprised, anyway. Damn I met you,” reflect Relifyla who was very upset.

“Neither need to be pretentious. I also unlucky to meet the same prima donna that is widely praised here and there, it turns out far from the reality of its original nature.” Gerarka who did not want to lose also retaliated against the ridicule thrown by Relifyla.

“Eh! You mean what's that like?” asked Relifyla who felt she did not accept herself to be denigrated as she is today.

“Says pinter. But, that's not understanding. Basic slow,” pout Gerarka with a mocking face.

Relifyla who was already feeling very furious, stepped closer towards Gerarka to teach him a lesson. Because really for whatever sake, his heart had only first felt a deep vexation towards someone. Moreover, that person had only met him a few minutes ago. How magical.

Gerarka who got the danger signal immediately went away so as not to be exposed to the tantrums of the smart lion. Relifyla did not stay silent and went straight after Gerarka. The two of them were too absorbed in arguing to forget the fact that they were in the school cafeteria.

The behavior of both of them successfully became the subject of the spectacle of other students with a variety of expressions that they showed.

“Arka. Here, lu. Don't blur. Basic sissy!” relifyla shouted with a shrill voice.

“Nmobile. Here catch it if you can. Fyla the snail. Lelet!” arka shouted back Fyla's words.

“Wah, the more insolent. Watch out for you, well.” Fyla circulated her eyes in search of a shortcut in order to catch Arka.

His eyes turned to the hallway on his left. He quickly changed the direction of his run and it successfully stopped the run of Arka. He thought why did Fyla turn? Maybe he gave up his mind.

But when Arka was about to turn her back. He hit the tiny body with a waist in front of him. This caused the tiny body to fall to the floor.

“Arka. Lu tuh, yes! Can't help but find out because you know, no!” yelled Fyla very loudly.

Instead of helping or apologizing, Arka laughed out loud at the expression currently on Fyla's face. It was adorable, the blend of shock, annoyance and cynicism mixed into one.

“Not nolong even laugh. Basic disrespectful,” grumbled Fyla while trying to stand up and immediately passed leaving Arka just like that. Without any discussion as before.

Arka frowned confusedly looking at Fyla's back that was getting smaller. Even more confused when he felt a little loss when Fyla was not angry and nagging at him.

“Kok he's not nagging, anyway? I can't see her cute face, can I. Tomorrow I'll sprain again, ah.” Arka muttered in a soft tone.

I hope you like it, Dad. Love the support for this work. Love you all😙❣