Love Cross Regency

CHAPTER 51: The beautiful thing

"This is him we've been waiting for, the drama performance of three different class alliances!!!" said the MC loudly followed by a shout of cheers from the audience.

Slowly and gracefully I began my journey from the stage with the two original female actors walking in front of me. With the accent of a real woman I began to show the flexibility of a small dancing body following the accompaniment of the delivery music.

"Eee, it's been a lot of rocking for the heart to not calm down" said Susan who was acting with me while gently hitting my hips.

"Yes, yes." I said loudly and firmly wearing a sturdy male voice.

"Ehh, sorry" I said back directly while covering my face. Wellh, the scene of the drama was restrained by instantly getting out of control with laughter flooding every corner of the hall space where the staging took place, not just the students, he said, but in the front row, the Hokagepun also enliven the laughter that seemed to lose control.

"Sorry, sorry, that was forgetfulness," I said again with a shy face to all the audience.

Well, instead of being quiet or subsiding, the laughter was getting wildly crashing in all directions, even Bella and Susan who should be able to hold back laughter and act with me also feel the madness of laughter that echoes.

Several tens of seconds had passed, and it seemed that the flood of laughter had begun to subside and recede, and I immediately returned to saying a word to try to provoke the excitement again.

"Have ?" my question was briefly still with a spoiled woman's accent. Well, as I expected, the laughter of the spectators re-echoed and exuded all the sadness that was present.

"Have, before the victim fell," Susan said, holding back laughter. Yahh, notya eased even more crazed laughter to echo.

The short story of the play was running smoothly and festively, although several times forgot the script due to stage fright, fortunately, the players who are active on the stage participate in filling the gap of dialogue that makes it more beautiful even outside the context of the conversation.

After finishing the appearance, we all immediately returned to the make up location to clean ourselves, especially me, with a thousand steps I danced darting nonstop and hesitated straight towards the basement to hide my identity. Arriving there, before I wiped my face with a wet tissue, suddenly this memory stopped him and said, "Now wait for Sri first, who he said wanted to take a picture."

Instantly, I stopped and stared at the door of the room hoping that someone would come to me with a cheerful laugh. Well, it's all still hope.

"Hehhhh, the cake is what Fauzi said," I said in my heart with a faint smile accepting the reality of less sweet.

"Stop!!!" shouted someone who ran from outside forcing his way inside.

"Don't delete it first, same photo I used to," said the woman in blue hijab with breath gasping as a result of running. Well, it was one of the lecturers from the adjoining prodi.

"Ehh, shame my mother," I replied briefly with a timid face.

"There's no shame here" he forced himself to wave at me.

"Hehehe, yes Ma'am."

"Smiling is sweet." he said, lifting his phone high to take a selfie.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but don't mess up," I replied briefly slightly mocked, while activating a thin sweet smile like a skin puppet stage sinden.

"Hahaha, astaghfirullah.you really are a man, not really," he said with laughter and had not had time for a painted camera.

"Well, how are you, ma'am" I answered briefly.

"Okay, my gapapa risked losing beautiful," he replied again while again lifting his phone high - high.

Finally a picture so terrible that I did not want to save and remember him has been successfully painted and owned by someone who is difficult for me to reach.

"Thank you, yaudah gih cleaned it, pity the other friends, on losing beautiful," he said as he walked away.

Just as I was busy cleaning my face with the other child, I saw from the front door standing someone who I might have lost hope of coming to me.

"Noh, come too, though it's a little late," said Fauzi with a wicked smile.

"Gua said what," I replied as I stood toward Sri who was standing at the front door.

"For a long time," I said with a faint smile greeting him who had just arrived.

"No long time, Iha why it has been removed," he said with a typical cynical face.

"Udah is too much shame that the cave eats," I replied sillyly trying to slobber up the atmosphere.

"Ihh, what the hell, by the way," he said with a faint smile of embarrassment.

"So the photo is not, the cave is not beautiful anymore," I said back.

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"Whatever, not what, too" he replied directly that made my smile instantly disappear.

Immediately I snatched his phone and turned my body towards Fauzi who was busy removing the various face paintings.

"Zikk, gass!!" I said while sticking out the arm that was holding Sri's phone.

"Here you are," I said again while standing next to Sri.

"Don't do it, gini aja," he replied as he wrapped his arm around my left arm, which never expected this to get there.

"Akkhh... The heart of the cave is going to run where this is," I said in my heart to see the reaction of Sri who was taking pictures with me.

"That's it," said Sri again who immediately broke me from the daydream.

"Ehh, is it ? dapet how much does not feel," I replied with a shock to see the completion of the photo session.

"Udah dapet a lot, lu hera aja just diem without style," said Fauzi while giving Sri's phone back.

"Udah yaa. I want to go back up again," he said as he stepped across the border entrance and exit.

"Ehhh yes." I replied briefly still with a shocked face out of mental.

"Eat, if you want a photo of the same beautiful girl that needs mental preparation. mentang - mentang already handsome does not need preparation," led Fauzi with laughter while leaving me standing sculpting.

"I swear, it feels warm in the arm still feels until now Zik," said I still stand silently looking at Sri who slowly away.

"Lu don't shower for a week" he replied with a laugh.

"The cave will participate if you have to not take a bath for a month, as long as this feeling is sincere and always as warm as this," I said in my heart while smiling myself stroking elus slowly his former arms.