LIABILITIES

LIABILITY; 16

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.

"Raka!" The call from the south slightly took Nayla's focus. The 'expensive' all-clothed girl walked towards Raka with her graceful and elegant looks. Nayla reflexively performed a gag movement, not caring about the student who looked strangely at her. "You want to go to the cafeteria? Or wherever you want? I can accompany," he said again.

One more time the girl spoke, Nayla could be vomiting. Dejected by the girl's insignificance that humiliates women only, Nayla focuses her gaze on Raka's relaxed face, not disturbed at all.

"Take Morgan there, he's in class again flirting with a dilapidated chick." Raka laughed after that. Nayla was silent to digest well Raka said, who did that guy mean? After all, Nayla's face is not bad, not too beautiful, but sweet thank God has become an important point. Raka wagged her hands to drive the girl away. "Go there, same Morgan I've sold out."

"Kayak keep-pan lo, Rak," Gino said, fixing reading glasses even though they did not sag. One glance he saw Nayla who was silent clumsy, waving her hand at the girl made Nayla point at herself. "Yes, elo Nay," Gino said in a rather loud voice.

Nayla gulps. However, it still had time to throw a fierce gaze at Raka. Nayla stops in front of Gino, not looking down even though she was surprised enough, Nayla is not that stupid to be afraid let alone act stupid by looking down like other students who accidentally cross paths with the two men. 

"Punten, you why are you following us?" It was not Gino who spoke but Raka. "Oh yes, Rose. You go along with this chick like it fits you." Raka shifted Rose's standing position closer to Nayla.

"Why 'sih, Raka? I'm wrong, anyway 'who's the girl, 'sih, I don't know."

"Emang does not know," said Nayla lazy. Lazy to hear the chirping of the luxurious girl beside him, Nayla chose to look at Gino who had called her here. "Why do you call me?" ask him a little nyolot.

"Will I go to the library? There's something I want to talk about about the material, he said you have a brain that is quite intelligent," said Gino. His face was calm, his voice was hoarse and pleasant to be heard by the women. Nayla's world thrashed because of Gino's voice. Mana had Nayla accidentally stared at the guy's neck again, seeing the jakun moving while talking earlier. Nayla gulps.

"I can't, I'm busy" replied Nayla, a little misbehaving. Glancing at Raka who was debating with Rose, it seemed like the two humans were already quite familiar with each other. "Raka, you got a mouth in the filter first can? So easy to say." Pointing at Raka's shuddering face didn't care. This time Nayla looked at Rose. "Gue saranin same lo, as long as it is still 'clean' away from Raka before in 'dirty'!" press it in every word.

"Who do you forbid me, and the language lo height to model kayak lo." Rose grimaced in disdain, wagging her hair making Raka want to slash the girl. "Don't interfere a lot in people's affairs, like you've really, really," he continued chuckling cynically.

"It's not usually height, but your brain is limit," Viola bursts, suddenly coming with Morgan. She stood beside Nayla, but her eyes were focused on Rose. "No interference, not really, let alone not!" blow Viola again.

"The two are brave for me." Rose took a step forward, his excessive height plus tipped heels increasingly make Nayla inferior if faced with him. Nayla did not want to be looked down upon, but in terms of height she already looked low. Rose looks. "You must be a student of that stuff, right? Today just entered belagu, how will it be? Univ lo dungu actually wrong to choose goods to be sent, shyly," he said sniggering cynically.

"Well!" Viola clenched her hands wanting to advance, but Nayla held Viola back by pulling both of the girl's shoulders back. "Boil me here, pull yuk!" Viola wants to leave. Glancing at Morgan who was standing quietly beside him, the girl whispered in dismay. "Gan, get Gino to unplug 'well, we go to the cafeteria, laper me."

"Ready!" exclaimed Morgan, Viola giggled amusedly made before moving on. Morgan approached Gino and embraced the friend very intimately and was forced to go to the cafeteria despite Gino's repeated refusal to go to the library.

"Gue sided with Rose first with gini," said Raka. Nayla is upset. Rose smiled proudly, pleased that Raka was siding with her. "Gue's on who's winning side" he continued.

"RAKA ....!!"

The screams from twenty meters away caught their attention. Netra Raka sparkled, Nayla could clearly see the black iris's radiance. Rose herself snorted, Agatha walked towards them gracefully which was completely natural.

"Alay, bucin, menduh-menuhin earth aja," said Nayla. This time Nayla looked at Rose. "Go there" he kicked it out.

"Who are you?" Rose is back nyolot. Glaring fiercely but unheeded. He cleared his throat as Agatha walked behind him. "Eh, there's already a sweet-smelling chick," she snidely waltzed away.

Nayla shuddered not caring. This rose is very beautiful, plus expensive clothes, and various expensive accessories that stick to his body, making his aura out to the corners. Nayla alone was often unconcerned with the appearance of a little insecure close to Rose. If compared to Viola ... yes, clearly Viola who is a champion, especially in plus-in with an intelligent brain, less especially?

"When did you stop by?"

"When," replied Nayla lazily. Her withered brown iris examines Agatha's appearance, the beautiful, pale-white strolling porcelain incense, blue-haired ombre, and lastly the girl's netra amber that shines innocently. "Lo whose name is Agatha?"

Agatha nodded. Seeing Nayla's brown netra which was slightly squeaking a sign that danger was about to arrive, Raka took out the chocolate from inside her bag.

"Originally you know this guy lo ud-mptth."

"Come on Agatha, don't worry about this girl. He's not sane." Raka clasped Agatha's hand and pulled her boyfriend away as quickly as possible. Before Nayla swallows the round chocolate that Raka uses to gag her mouth.

"But .. he wants to talk about it." Agatha looked back, Raka pulled the girl's head to get closer to her. Not given a chance to look again.

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DOES ANYONE LIKE GINO?

DOES ANYONE LIKE MORGAN?

GREETINGS FROM ME, PLEASE,

SYUGERR