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LIABILITY; 15

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"Why did you land on so many campuses in Indonesia?" Raka tapped his chin using a pen, his chair slightly tilted to the right side so freely disturb the girl. "Or do you intentionally let me be close to me? Don't you fall in love with me at first sight?" Netra Raka was squealing suspiciously.

"Pfft Hahaha ...! Lv? I like the devil like you. No way, humans can't like demons." Nayla laughs pleasure. Raka looked at him with a vengeance, although it was true that that was what Nayla thought. "God gave way to me to take revenge on you maybe, the good guy his prayers are always being aborted" he said.

"Where there is a handsome devil like me, katingalna mah mata lo karatan." Raka grinned obliquely, supported one hand with the other hand flicking a pen at the end of the table. "Don't you secretly like me, Dad? Pray with God to let me return your feelings? Sorry 'well, I don't like girls like lo."

"Uhukk-uhukk." Nayla pretended to cough, the cilok container that had taken her attention since then she closed with annoyance, her appetite so lost because of Raka. "The mountain lo too high, higher than the Himalayas. I also have a boyfriend. Better, handsome, rich, and certainly smart not modar kayak lo!" Nayla returned her face that had advanced.

"No need to be shy meow, too high confidence is not good for health, especially until I have a boyfriend." Raka laughed a little. Nayla gaping made. In fact, Nayla was serious about her words just now but Raka was indeed the most good at making people upset. "Eat the ciloknya, you do not need to be shy with me," he said again.

"WHO IS SHY? I GOT ANGRY ...!!" Nayla reflex yells which makes Raka toast in shock and rewind the bench. The occupants of the class began to look towards Nayla with various kinds of gazes but, Nayla was only focused on one point-Raka.

"Follown. Nayla mentioned Raka, is it okay lo godain Nayla also 'well, Rak? Plis don't maruk, Rak. One time," said Morgan who had just joined the class.

"Take it if this girl, do not want me, there is no beauty, no pain panon," said Raka, Nayla's brain immediately boil made. Who is teasing him? Nayla says nothing only Raka herself concludes. Raka grabbed her jacket at the head of the chair and tidied up her books. "Gue want to secure my book, he was determined to miss gu right, not funny if my relationship and Agatha was destroyed because of tadpoles," he said again.

Netra Nayla was shocked. "What right do you have to call me a tadpole? I was even silent from now on well, the elo-ngerocos continues to be like a mother-mom in the market! Tingali dina eunteung." Nayla's voice that was quite thunderous invited the laughter of one class. Raka ignited the flames of hostility in both eyes, Nayla retorted the same thing even her hands were already scrambled.

"Wihh, hot-hot, like Raka already got the opponent worth it," said Reno, a classmate of Raka. The guy whistled until his other friends came along. "Where are the girls again, the danger 'nih, if Agatha knows," he said again.

"Who's in the silent corner 'well, you're not needed here!" Raka pointed at Reno in annoyance. Morgan who was standing next to Raka restrained her friend's arm from acting any further.

"Woyyy, relax Man, I'm just kidding don't have to get into your heart." Reno laughed softly. Responding to Raka does have to be with a cold brain, because the nature of Raka in this class is notoriously emotional and rarely thinks rationally, he said, so only patient people like Morgan and Gino are close enough to the guy.

"In addition to no morality, you are also an acute level of emotion, the more confused I am, you like the girl from where, anyway? A handsome or money?" triv Nayla's. Raka threw her face the other way. Nayla looked at Morgan, and she said casually, "Holden you to stay with her, in the slave industry, huh?"

Raka glanced at them cynically. "Who's the girl, Gan. If you think you want to get close to him, do not! I don't want to know you!" threaten Raka and leave.

"So he said no papa."

"Lo's broken cup!"

Morgan shrugged his shoulders unconcerned. "Whoever wants marriage, ask for blessing." Morgan chuckled small, Nayla was the same. This time Morgan glanced at another girl who was busy with her own world because, using an aerphone while reading a novel. "He who? Beautiful too" she said.

"Look, Gan" exclaimed Gino, then stood up and followed Raka, walking beside the man. Gino looks unfriendly to Raka but often goes with Raka wherever they go, they are like 'friends' in a blanket that looks hostile but in fact cares for each other. That's what Morgan got from his two friends, while he? Neutral.

Viola glanced at Gino's back at a glance. Undeniably if his heart beats twice as fast when with the guy, Viola also accidentally sits on the bench behind Gino to see the wide back of the guy freely. "Geez, falling is down or sliding down quickly because of the gravity of the earth, both when still in a down movement and after reaching the ground and so on. But there's a fall I don't know." Viola glanced at Nayla and Morgan alternately, her smile growing more and more. "Fall in love is ... what?" tanyakanya.

"Good question, there's a god of love here" Morgan chuckled. Viola seemed enthusiastic to hear it, in contrast to Nayla who immediately went outside the classroom to follow Raka. Morgan took a deep breath, sitting in the front seat of Viola. "Falling in love is a state when you really feel you do not want to be away from the person, a sense of pleasure, happiness, flowers, everyone you love," he said enthusiastically. Viola squinted his eyes, but vanished as Morgan continued.

"Like my race to you."

"Dreams!"

Back to Nayla. The girl settles behind walls, occasionally hiding behind the backs of walking students as her prey turns left and right. In Nayla's vision, when compared between Raka and Gino was clearly superior to Gino.

The gray net is slightly narrow, the facial mimic is difficult to guess and rather cold exactly the guys who like women in the world of traveling. While Raka, rancid, ugly, bloon, just bad-bad there is all on Raka. Nayla. But, strangely he became one of the most popular guys on this campus, especially his possessive attitude to the do'i. Said.

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