LIABILITIES

LIABILITY; 9

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Raka Dirgantara is quite respected among UNIV citizens. TB, in addition to being active in every activity held, he also humble on everyone except some who are desperate to interfere and get into the path of his life. He is a sixth semester student with a business management program, although Raka is not very interested because after graduation must deal with important documents, such as, because he is the only child in the Dirgantara family then-want-no-want Raka must follow the wishes of the father.

The guy seemed to casually walk while whistling, occasionally smiling kindly at some campus residents who greeted him warmly. The charm of a Raka Dirgantara is too strong and too impossible to resist, but unfortunately the thousands of dear hearts of men have been anchored to a woman named Agatha Queenera.

"Fur up, stop lo!"

Raka kept walking regardless of Morgan's increasingly jarring screams behind her. Some campus residents also closed their ears when Morgan's screams pierced their hearing senses.

"Airgantara taxa!" Morgan furious. Next to his hand rested on Raka's shoulder when it was reached, Raka who was rancid immediately brushed aside Morgan's hand until almost the guy fell into irritation.

"Where were you yesterday, huh?" Morgan took a deep breath and then exhaled. The hair of the crest is increasingly arranged as neatly as possible so that the charisma is not reduced.

"Anyway," answered Raka looking indifferent.

"As for you pe'a, it's important you're not crazy like yesterday" Morgan said. Raka stops the move, until Morgan's reflexes also stop. "Why?" his question did not understand, one eyebrow Morgan raised.

"Mor."

"I'm at best 'Gan', not 'Mor'!"

"Yes already. Uh, Gan." Raka was silent for a moment, collecting pieces of the incident five days ago. "I'm drunk, I go alone or what?" tanyanya.

"Self" answered Morgan. His forehead shriveled as Raka squinted at the suspicious omen. Morgan swallowed a nervous spit. "Why?" tanyakanya.

Raka let out a heavy breath. "Why don't you or Gino come back to the apartment!" his jolt. Now that Raka's heart was beginning to worry over Nayla's words, thinking it was really making her head throb. Especially when remembering Nayla's eyes when saying her last sentence. The girl promised to destroy her relationship with Agatha with her own hands.

"LO'S RELATIONSHIP WILL BE RUINED REMEMBER THAT, I NAYLA KAYANA WHO WILL BE THE CAUSE OF HIM!"

What if Raka is the one who entered the room wrong? It wasn't the girl who came to her apartment and moved it for the smooth running of the plan. Raka's head began to hurt, shook his head slowly and left from the presence of Morgan.

"Not to have a friend!" meaning sarcasm.

"Innalilahi, die lo, Ka! Die!" Morgan stroked his dramatic chest.

Morgan Kaili's. The handsome-faced but more often called sweet, pure white with a smooth face almost without acne. Morgan is one of the students who loved girls because of his face that is similar to Korean actors.

"Belg ...! Woy, honey, Love, stop dong." Morgan trailed Raka from behind, holding onto the boy's shoulder but was immediately brushed aside. "What am I wrong, anyway?" tanyanya.

Raka continued, turned into the classroom and immediately sat in the back seat. Morgan followed, feeling something was wrong with his accursed friend.

"Rak's lash, it's not clear like a pms girl" Morgan said, sitting in his own chair. Raka did not answer, he took out his phone from his pocket and began to be busy ignoring Morgan who had been raving asking what was wrong. "Gino is never angry when he is left alone to the apartment!"

"Gino lives in a house, not an apartment!" Morgan smiled at Raka's reply. Always when it comes to Gino Sigra Pribawa he always does not want to lose, a Gino like a threat to Raka but strangely they are close friends. "Where's the caterpillar? Too late?"

"Reverse to the library" replied Morgan. The next second the sound of footsteps rang out, Gino with a face without ripples of expression instantly sat down and opened the dictionary-back reading. Morgan clucked. "How much capacity, anyway? Wonder if I'm 'cocky, not full?"

"What is lost?" ask Gino to care. His gaze was still focused on the dictionary, reading glasses framing his stern face without the slightest slump down.

"No," I guess! Answer Raka.

"You're lost in ciwi's room, no papa." Morgan smiled amusedly. Raka shuddered unconcernedly and closed her tired eyes, lying if Nayla's words did not stick in her heart and mind. Morgan glanced at Gino's spirit. "Entar UTS for yah?" his god is full of perverts.

"No!" ketus Gino's.

"Little."

"No!"

"There's a little important!"

"Study there!"

"Marrel!"

"Not stingy!" Gino closed the dictionary hard until it sounded debumam that almost made Morgan strayed from his chair. Gino glanced at Morgan with his sharp black irises. "Only a lazy human like you are given one ask for ten!"

"Gue was offended," Raka said in her voice. While yawning Raka raised her face staring at her friends one by one. "You're making a fuss just because you want UTS?"

Morgan nodded. Gino returned to his activities without caring about Raka's question. Raka sneered softly, always the figure of Gino Sigra Pribawa was cynical to him even though he did nothing. Sometimes Raka was surprised, he had tried to be kind and friendly as possible to Gino, but still basically they were always not suitable. 

"Ginos." Raka looked at Gino seriously not forgetting to snatch the boy's book and throw it in any direction, Gino glared unacceptable and then stood up to look at Raka angrily. "I'm wrong, I don't want to apologize." Raka glazed next to her waist, her chin raised haughtily on a figure that was as tall as her.

"Gue won by an inch," Gino chuckled dismissively. His height and Raka are indeed one inch different which he knows when Raka fad measuring high in the infimary and he accidentally passed by. Gino nudged Raka on the shoulder and picked up the Japanese dictionary that Raka had thrown away.

"Such a tension." Raka sat back in her place. Morgan bobbed his head at the interaction of his two anti-mainstream friends. From Raka's gaze to Gino's mediocrity, Raka's face would be designed anyway to remain haughty, but not with Gino being really 'suffered' to Raka strangely they were friends since ospek.

"You're weird" Morgan commented.

"Weird why?" ask Raka.

"You guys keep fighting, ain't tired?" Morgan felt he was the saneest back to comment.

"Lo keep going crazy, don't you get tired?"

"Death to the caterpillar!" Morgan was upset.

Elsewhere, in the neighboring university of TB. Two girls were standing side by side in the rector's room. Each glance and ask what is only through the eyes of each. They were Nayla and Viola, who from the morning were called and asked to come to this room as soon as possible.

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