Love Tactics

Fights

^^^24-July-2012^^^

^^^Smp Negeri 91 Cahaya Negara^^

^^^Tuesday^^

Me and Glee crush Nayra. We are curious about the contents of the letter that stands thanks to the two hands of the cute nan jutek.

I like you too.

Yes, that's it.

Cheerfully looking at me with water a panicked face. "Wow his words are metaphorical, I was inspired to want to make a novel."

I immediately chuckled at his chirps that were far from reality, not wanting to lose, I also pumped up the Merrily "What title?"

"Rigority."

"When I can see, the conclusion, the summary, the glossary," I'm getting excited . The headband that I got in return for him.

Nayra sighed, she chose silence instead of discussing the paper with two stanzas, it was obvious that me and Joy were too focused on the letter. His eyes were empty, revealing the void he felt. The eyes I had seen on the first day I heard the stuffing more precisely when the lesson was over.

"It's gonna be a little too soon."

"No way, he's a bitch" whispered cheerfully. I was suddenly wide-eyed, the feeling I had was talking through my heart or not realizing I was flattening it.

My mediocre carefree face even he chose to drink his ordered lemon tea, try him to know that I need clarity.

"You see under Dara's desk," I spontaneously bowed my head to follow the carefree instructions. "There's granny squatting down, "this is my eyes being broken or there's an abnormality in my carefree self, there's no woman wrinkling in there. There was only Dara's feet in black shoes paddling forward and back.

Regardless of the validity, I do not agree if Nayra will not pour out her heart. We have been waiting for the upper and lower lips to separate from each other, but not as expected.

"Bell back, go to class."

Right, better get to class before the teacher comes first. I nodded then stood up. Suddenly a man whose height exceeded mine approached in a carefree direction. He looked panicked.

Lemon tea was left on the table without knowing who the owner was because of this person. "Rome home.. Now!" His command while setting his breath again.

I rounded my pupils as Merrily ransacked his pocket and put money on the table in a hurry.

"Okay, brother," now changed cheerfully who ran, but he turned around for a while. "Izinin I am well!" He screamed and disappeared.

Like a statue, I just nodded with a gaping mouth. After a long time of looking at us, the man ran again chasing cheerfully.

Nayra chuckled as she patted my shoulder, "conscious."

I turned my head to him, "i was surprised Nay, they were comp...."

Byeur

I felt my face cold with the smell of mint. My eyes closed for a moment, allowing water to drip so that my pupils did not feel any pain when it opened.

The noise from the side forced me to look around.

Brother Anas and Kak Yusran quarreled as they wrapped their feet on the floor.

"If you're going out, don't be here!!!" shouted the man whose clothes were already messy even though he did not struggle.

Anas' brother grew increasingly angry, he continued to kick Yusran's leg in the face with a state of lying "What is your business? Huh!!!" Suddenly silent, the wretched unable to answer quickly he looked around and his eyes seemed rounded when he found me. He smashed his head with Anas's head, "You make us uncomfortable!" That is the end of the violence of Mr. Yusran, the ringleader of the school.

He stood up and motioned to his friend to leave the cafeteria.

However, it seems like brother Anas still wants to continue the commotion, "jealousy can make people crazy as it turns out," the booming innuendo managed to make the leg of the group of thugs stop. They turned around simultaneously.

"Eh, just take care of your head is a sissy, you tea no strength but his mouth is muscular,"

"Your head is bleeding, we're going to uks well."

Spontaneous me and Nayra pointed their heads to the position of Sister Nanda. His voice softly greeted the sense of hearing but, my heart was like a dagger sliced at the sight of their closeness.

"To class!" nayra said firmly, she clasped my hand so tightly.

***

After cleaning my wet uniform because of the actions of Anas' sister who said Nayra actually wanted to water Yusran's brother but was wrongly targeted, I immediately replaced it with a brown sweater that was in the locker.

"Nay, really don't want to be baled a letter from Zul?" I kept persuading him. While handing over my pen to Nayra and the response remained the same, the coil.

"Lumayan loh, the class leader," I elbowed Nayra to see Zul who was sitting in the front row with five of his friends sitting on the table. However, Nayra preferred to read her novel.

Furious at being questioned, I closed the book, "this writing can't make you fall in love."

Nayra sighed, she looked at me panted. Not to be outdone, I also focused my eyes on him. We looked at each other in silence. Suddenly Nayra was cynical so I immediately let go of her book. Afraid she's angry.

I turned to the left, with my right hand partially closing my cheek so as not to see Nayra.

"She was just playing around" said Nayra softly, I heard the sound of the zipper bag next to me and also the sound of the class being instantly silent.

When I looked ahead, the teacher came. I opened my bag to find a book. Because I was curious about Nayra's words, so I put off closing the backpack to be more free to hear the answer, "you where?" my whisper. The teacher is still preparing his teaching tools.

Nayra wrote something on the back of the book and offered it to me "instinct."

I shook my head in disbelief then pulled the zipper pull tab slowly.

"Zul, please collect all your friends' books here" Sarah's mother, as a teacher of Cultural Arts, ordered while wearing her glasses. Fortunately last night I still had time to write a note that was told by Nayra.

"Yes ma'am" said Zul, he began to take books from the right row and then to the left. From my place, I could see she looked cold even though every student gave her a book and their sweetest smile. Not infrequently someone accidentally touched his hand.

The thing I was waiting for earlier, was that Zul was in front of Nayra. They were silent to each other and eyes that met face to face.

Nayra immediately stared at me with a face that was like a wall, while I was tormented holding back a laugh.

As long as the man stood up, I immediately thrust out my book and Nayra so that she would come to her senses from daydreaming. When she regained her senses, she smiled awkwardly as she scratched her nape, "I wait," she whispered to Nayra.

Zul went to another table with our stack of books.

"What does Nay mean?"

Nayra just shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Though I know that he understands the words of Zul, because they are both ignorant and irritable in speaking.

"He's waiting for you? But why not know the place?"

"The Queen's silence."

Spontaneous my mouth tightly clenched.

Ms. Sarah checked our records, some were told to come forward because the shortening was too short and did not write the point. Meanwhile, we students who are not called like hot worms, continue to wriggle looking for a comfortable sitting position as well as relieving boredom.

All positions have my friend demonstrated, from chin-backed, sitting cross-legged on a chair, lifting one leg like a meal in a warteg, hugging knees, hugging knees, sit until only your back touches the chair and last squat.

Suddenly Ms. Sarah hit the table softly, "Good kids, today's lesson has finished. Please, class president, share the book" after the teacher leaves and the book is in our hands. I think we can breathe a sigh of relief. But it's not time yet. It is now the turn of Mrs Rahmi to teach.

Right after he sat down, he immediately sent us to collect the results of the group tasks that had been done.

Nayra walked in leisurely. This is what is called destiny, Zul also advanced forward and they side by side handed each other cardboard paper onto the table. Clumsy, Zul invites Nayra to smile as Nayra accidentally turns to return to her place.

I grimaced when I saw Nayra's flat face. So pity Zul.