LIABILITIES

LIABILITY; 27

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"Lo's mind .... What function?"

Nayla sat in the library. He cursed himself for the stupidity he had done. Supposedly, he did not do that, but if there is any power everything has passed until what happens now is the number of campus residents who sneer and insult him blatantly.

But .., Nayla was pretty unconcerned about all that. His intention was just to hold Raka accountable! LIABILITY of the guy. Whatever, Nayla's gonna let go to get the guy. Including, keeping Agatha from Raka's life. "Well, I have to keep Agatha away from Raka" he said confidently.

Nayla then pulled out the laptop from her bag. Opens the document of one of his on-going scripts with the same title as his life 'LIABILITY' where the name and character of the male actor in the script is the same as Raka. "Liat aja lo Raka, I will torture you in my novel this time. As sadistic as I can be!" growled with fingers that began to nimble typing on the keyboard.

"Tuh Nayla, right, the student who is determined to love Raka?"

"It's like, yes."

"Crazy, dare! Find her name dead."

"The name of the girl also does not know shame, well."

Nayla stopped the typing action. He glanced cynically at the swarm of girls who had just joined the library. Being glimpsed like that by Nayla made them giggle amusedly before it passed from its place. Nayla sneered softly, "That' dad, the females, gossip doesn't know the place."

Nayla took the aerphone out of her bag. Want to clog both ears of useless babbling. However, he had not had time to put the object, someone had already patted his shoulder until his reflex turned.

Netra Nayla was wide open, her open mouth instantly clenched tightly. "P-pak, what are you doing here?" he asked Aldi who stood with one hand sinking into his pocket. Nayla shifted her sitting position, allowing Aldi to sit down. "Please sit down, sir."

Aldi nodded then sat down beside Nayla. Nayla lowered her head, her intelligent brain telling her that this had something to do with the case in the canteen, but Nayla never thought if the rumors reached the campus next door. Aldi observed the look on Nayla's nervous face.

"Sir, I can explain everything." Nayla started the conversation after silence was created. Aldi did not respond to his words, he just looked at Nayla's face with a shady look. Seeing that, Nayla thought that Aldi would let her explain. "Me and Raka are nothing, but .. I really love Raka, sir. So .. sorry if I'm determined, sir."

That's not what Aldi wants to hear. "Truly like her? So, you broke up with me because you love him?" the accusation that was able to make Nayla bowed in. Actually, Aldi hopes that if Nayla doesn't love another guy, just him. "Nay, you know what I can do after all this happens?" aldi asked with a cold look. Nayla nodded little hearing that.

"But, Sir. I beg you, I'm sorry. This has been my decision, besides the father can also find women who are as level as the father. Mr. this young lecturer, handsome, beautiful women out there queue to get your heart," said Nayla. The girl was about to clean her things but Aldi first grasped her right hand.

"No, sir." Nayla took off Aldi's grasp, after which hurriedly stuffed his things into the bag. Nayla stood up, Aldi also stood up. "I'm sorry, sir," he continued and left the library.

Aldi looked at Nayla's back which started to drift away, a small smile rising on her sex lips. The man sat back down to the chair earlier, and pulled one of the thick books originally to read.

After this case, more and more people hated Nayla. His closeness with Aldi had invited more and more negative comments about the girl. Nayla was aware, so all the way to the aerphone class mounted neatly in her ear with music that flowed the loudest volume. His ears hurt a little and were stifling, but his heart would hurt a lot more if he heard the discordant voices around him.

The noisy classroom was silent as Nayla's feet joined in. Viola who was chatting with Morgan also instantly clenched his mouth and threw his face in the other direction. Gino who was sitting in front of the Viola bench was only silent after glancing at Nayla for a few seconds. Nayla did not want to take a headache, so she chose to sit on her own stool and cover her face using a book.

"Yes, honey, I'll take you back."

The sound made the whole class look towards the door. There was Raka who was chuckling while chatting with someone connected on her phone. Seeing Raka's shining expression, his classmates seemed to know that Agatha was the reason behind it. Nayla is unaware of Raka's presence, her face still covered by books and her ears stuffed by aerphones.

"Soswit is so clean, lo crust eggs, make the likes of you even hotter," said Randu the mouth of the chili in their class who was able to make the whole class laugh without hearing it. Randu threw the pen until it hit the side of Nayla's head until the girl turned her head and returned her gaze. "How does it feel to be a destroyer of people's relationships, Nay? There is no sweetness," he continued again and then laughed.

Nayla did not let out any reaction, she just stared at the cold Pandu then looked back to the front. Randu again chimed, "Si Raka was already soiled early on, Nay. You can't possibly miss her with Agatha."

Raka quiet. Actually he wanted to stuff the mouth of Randu because he said 'bucin early on' but that he held it because his good intentions wanted to distance himself from Nayla. The man now walked over, and sat on his usual stool without even looking at Nayla.

"Nay, Raka's already on that deket lo, what do you want to say?" A person sitting at the very corner joined in, his friends replying with giggles. "I love Raka, nye-nye-nye-nye." After his taunts the laughter instantly boomed.

Nayla closed her eyes, pressing the aerphone on both sides of her ear to stick tighter. Raka who sat next to the girl looked at her glance, feeling pity for being the months of the class. But, for Raka ... Nayla deserves that because of her lack of ability in the cafeteria.

"Nay, aren't you papa?" asked Viola who was sitting behind Nayla. The girl leaned forward and poked Nayla's upper arm but there was no response from the girl. "Nay, I'm sorry you snapped earlier," he said again.

Nayla took off her aerphone, she refused Viola's hand. "Gue don't need sorry!"

WHOAAH! After his words were finished all the humans in this class exclaimed in excitement. Nayla glanced at them without interest, though in her heart she unceasingly swore at them all.

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