Love Because of the Bet

MEET

Acha snorted profusely as bu Reren-teacher of student-orderliness again and again scolded him.

Small but exaggerated mistakes. Huh.

"I'm really surprised by you Acha. How many times did Mom say. Going to school can not use hair paint, what else is the color blue gini. Mbok ya in obey that loh, Nduk".

If Ms. Reren is upset or angry then the joke will come out. He is not the original capital city. So, his way of speaking was sometimes a combination of Indonesian and his regional language.

"This is style mom. Ombre's name."

Although the room he occupied was an air-conditioned room. Acha really wants to get out of this place. Just get tired of it. Hearing the babble of the orderly teacher who always nagged about the style.

"What else is this long nail in neon green paint. Skirt on your knees, small shirt and tie where are you?"

I will answer the open door. Appears a person whom he and his friends are targeting. Danta Rama.

When he saw it for the first time, what flashed through his brain was one word, that of handsome.

"What's the matter, ma'am, call me?" The tall young man said politely. Without looking at Acha.

Uh, pretty girl buset.

"Look Rama, I have a book to deliver to the library. Can you please bring it?"

Acha grunting. Reren's attitude with him and the student nicknamed the chilli boy is very different. When with cabe boy then speak soft words like a royal princess. When with him, don't ask. Fucking out.

"Emmm... Mom, can I go out?” Acha. However, he was ordered to help Rama bring the books to the library.

Gosh darn. Let's just say this is the mission's first approach for him.

*****

Acha stared intently at the guy in front of her. Because, from earlier he spoke but not a word came out of those thin lips, even turning his head did not. If he could, he wanted to bulldoze this back in front of him with his eyes. In order not to be considered an invisible creature by this tall young man.

All the swearing is still stuck in the esophagus he has not just thrown.

"Heh, introduce. My name is Acha, your name is Rama?”

See.

There was no response from the person he was talking to. Not out of reason, Acha likened the footsteps of the young man in front of him, although the weight of the book he had to carry was not comparable to his tiny body.

So expensive selling for kids. Invited acquaintances even dicuekin.

"Heh, you budek huh? Answer dong”.

Rama stopped and looked beside him. He stared intently at this blue ombre-haired girl in front of him. At first glance he knows≤ the girl in front of him is his mouth that did not stop babbling since earlier. His demeaning and most important appearance was extremely rude. Bar-bar. Very far with his dream criteria.

"A loud empty barrel sounds, like lo."

Has not been able to answer the spicy-mouthed master has gone first.

"THE CABE BOY BASICS". No matter the students or students looking at him strangely. Acha even glared at him back. With all the weight in his hands, he ran a little to equalize the footsteps left far in front of him.

*****

"Buset dah, tuh face is like a leather shirt in the iron. Lechek is so mean." Chirps Fidelya as Acha suddenly sits in front of her.

Arin who heard it immediately turned his head, forgetting his steaming chicken noodles.

"Gedeg, I'm the same cabe boy. Guys make my emotions go up?!” Acha grasped the fork with a straight forward gaze. It was as if he wanted to tear Rama apart right now.

"So you want to give it up? He said he would not give up on a model guy like Rama. Ih, you plan very well, Cha." Arin allowed his slightly sagging glasses. His nose is half-mast. Hehe canda's.

"So. Who said I was blushing. He embarrassed me in front of other students. It's good that he got away with it.

“So, you've met him dong?”

“Udah”.

“What do you think, Cha?” Arin said excited. Even to get rid of his chicken noodle bowl to listen to his best friend's story.

“Tuh guys there is no plus in my eyes other than the same handsome diluted brain. His mouth lemes bener kalo ngehujat, typical +62 seh”. Acha turned to stare at the meatball in front of him full of interest. It instantly scoops the pentol up. The feeling was a little treated. Eating out is the solution.

He used to meet where the hell, ngedukung no, ngebully yes.

"That's my males. Just want to go home. I'll figure out how to conquer that guy. Bye girls."

"There will be a lesson from Mr. Bambang. Do you want to be in kayak last week? ntar if I'm the same Fidelya in tanyain must be a reason let alone a desert lizard."

"Lo deh's printers. Said temen. Bye." Acha got up from her seat. He picked up a bag in his class and walked to the car park. The students who saw it chose not to care. It was common for them to see Acha and her two best friends leaving the school delivery before her hour.

Little information about Cendikia SHS school. Private school with international curicululum. Favorite school for those in the upper economy. The average son of businessmen, officials and even famous artists are here. No wonder if the student is beautiful and clear especially the guy, beuh.

Branded goods, cars are often replaced. Spending money on unimportant things? It's mundane. But, there are also some populations that are not as lucky as them, even scholarship children are often in the bully because he said different castes.

Acha opened a new red mini cooper that her father bought last week. But before entering, the net saw a bicycle that he thought was not even worth using.

Are there still people today who want to use bicycles? even in elite schools? Ckckck. Acha smiled smirkingly seeing the contrasting difference between the lined transportation.

Acha walked towards the bike. Be careful he touches the bike, afraid of falling or falling.

"Lo gapain?"

Acha. He jumped in shock. His feet stepped on his own shoelaces swiftly he pulled the clothes of the person in front of him as a result they both fell along with the position of Acha overriding the person.

Acha.

Actually people say, this guy is handsome, what else if seen up close, must use his looks. Big nose, thin lips pink, jet black iris eyes that are always staring sharp. And don't forget, it turns out that her hair is smooth. Even his sense of smell says that his perfume smells soft typical of nice guys.

Which other delights do you deny?

"Are you happy to see me?" Rama looked at him sharply. Of course it breaks Acha's daydreams about her fantasies.

Blushes

"What the hell lo? the mode is the same as me. Say aja like”. Acha says ketus to normalize the pacemaker. Hey, the rule is he makes the baper, not even the baper first. Okay, Acha should focus.

"Don't touch my bike." Rama blocks Acha's powerful arm. Even the master grimaced for release.

"What the hell, I just want to see that. Ish, pain tau."

After Rama takes off his check, Acha holds Rama's bike firmly. He wants to do a little bit of this one chili boy.

"Eh, lastin”. Rama holds the other steering wheel. But Acha doesn't want to lose. Be the scene for the bike.

Rama's breathless, "You want what?"

The honey-brown girl thought, "Gue wants to id Line lo. Later if I chat, lo bales yes. Because I have asked your class and they do not want to give id lo. So, follow me or my bike is broken".

The tall young man sighed, "Where's your phone."

Seriously? This easy?

Acha smiled broadly. He gave his phone to Rama.

Without Acha knowing, Rama slightly grimaced when he saw the latest iPhone owned by the girl in front of him. His hands trembled slightly as he typed his name. Understandably the first time to hold expensive items.

"Thank you, baby. Muezz." Acha gives away a kiss, but Rama stares at her in disgust. He laughed and then walked towards Rocky. The red mini cooper.

He smiled widely. This time the plan will be easier.

AN:

Acha seems very happy. What, what will happen next?

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