
A morning too bright for a somber look from Randra. Throwing the bag over the table, the man who was given the title of playboy of the school, now bent his face and murmured with annoyance, "Alright continue to accuse!"
Arif and Khanza who were chatting coolly were shocked, staring in surprise at their friend.
"Why are you, early in the morning?" arif Tegur.
Not yet Randra replied, Dea came with his face. "Rand, what's wrong with you, anyway? play stay! ashamed of my path?" dea tuding.
"Allegiate, De. Accuse until you are satisfied!" randra snapped in front of the lover's face.
"Emang's right, isn't he?" Dea won't budge. He also raised his voice in front of Randra's face.
Arif and Khanza stared at each other. Then both watch the telenovela scene in front of him, do not understand and do not know what to do. They prefer to be quiet and listen to the quarrel. Luckily there were only four of them in the class.
Randra was putting on her hair, and rubbing her face violently. "What is that son of a bitch in your eyes?" randra's full of emotion.
"That's you're a jerk, isn't it?"
"Okay, I'm a jerk!" Randra pounded the table tightly, to the point that Arif and Khanza were shocked.
And so is Dea. The bar-bar girl tore her feet and held her chest. His eyes were red, and he was also teary.
Arif got up from his seat, calming Randra who seemed to be very emotionally ignited. "Please calm down, Rand. We're talking okay?" said Arif softly. Pat the best friend's shoulder.
"Yes, De. We're talking okay? don't you have that emotion?" khanza continued, pulling Dea to sit down.
"He who suddenly got that emotion, Za!" dea shoot. Plucking her buttocks on the chair, the girl leaned over on the table, with her arms supporting her forehead. His body trembled and sobs burst out from the little lips of the bar-bar girl.
Randra glanced at the sobbing lover crying. Taking a deep breath, he felt guilty for already making his bar-bar girl cry.
"It's good that you're losing, Rand!" arif's Advice.
"But, he accused me first, Rif," defended Randra.
"Yes, De. Don't cry on! someone comes in, you're ashamed." Khanza stroked his best friend's back gently. Hope to give the girl some peace.
"Birin, Za. I don't care." Dea was getting sobbing in there.
Khanza and Arif looked at each other. Then turned to look at Randra who was just silent with stifled emotions. Arif stroked the friend's arm slowly, nodding his head as a signal, so that his friend would give in.
Closing her eyes and sighing many times, Randra slowly drew closer to the lover. Trying to give up, as the advice of the friend. Slowly stroking the thick hair that covered the head of his bar-bar girl. "Easy, huh? I'm sorry I snapped at you" she said gently, as soft as cotton.
The feeling of sadness and pain was heart-wrenching Randra Prawira, when he heard the sobs of the girl who claimed to be his lover. Moreover, he was the cause of the cry. "Honey, don't cry anymore?" persuade Randra.
The bar-bar girl, waking up all of a sudden, shocked the three people who were there. Dea lunged, scattering into the lover just like that. Dunked his face in Randra's field chest.
Buk up!
"Ooh!" ringis Randra, when his back hit the end of the table. "Slow down, baby!" reprimand Randra, softly full plan. Replying to the bar-bar girl's embrace, the young man curled the corners of his lips to his two best friends. Fingers thumb and index finger in shape make a riot 'O'.
Arif again sat on his bench which was directly behind Khanza. Smiling sweetly at the girl in front.
"You, nasty!" Dea suddenly pinched the tight belly of the lover. Isakan returned, sounding loud on the lips of the bar-bar girl.
"Have, dong? 'I'm sorry, '" said Randra, loosening their arms. He leaned down and wiped away Dea's tears.
"Sorry s-have n-accused k-you y-yang ...." Dea apologized with a hiccup.
"Easy, huh? I'm sorry, too" Randra clutched her lover tightly. Kissing his head many times.
"Ehem ..." Dehem Khanza.
Randra and Dea turned to look at the couple. Grinning displays their tooth series. Decomposing the embrace, the two teenagers, stood side by side with their bodies facing Arif and Dea. The bar-bar girl leaned her head on the lover's silence.
"Bar-bar brawling abisss, romantic fitting make envy," chirped Arif.
"You are too" Khanza told the lover.
"Well, really, Za." Dea justifies Khanza's quick remarks.
"Lo, worse, Rif. Yesterday who was smoking, to the extent that it– was not a corner" Randra fell silent, raising his two hands up, as the friend growled in annoyance.
"Rand, lo, look to die with me!" threaten Arif, glare at his eyes.
"Ish, spooky ah, yang," reprimanded Khanza.
"That's scary, isn't it?" sahut plain Dea.
"Boyfriend, lo, that's spooky. Many girls!" chirps Arif.
"Really, Yang?" innocently Dea was directly affected with Arif's curse. Stand up straight, facing Randra. That bar-bar girl, ruffled around her waist.
"Yesterday, yes. Seka– Aaaduh!" ringis Randra tight. He had not yet finished explaining, his legs had been stepped firmly by Dea.
"Rasain, so naughty, anyway," growled Dea.
Sontak Arif and Khanza also, burst their laughter. Too funny, too funny when you see the style of courting the bar-bar girl and playboy youth. Khanza shook his head again, Dea ferociously grabbed the ears of the lover.
"S-shakit, who!" peekit Randra's. He pulled Dea back into his arms, so that the girl would stop the action.
"Musd, lo!" arif's curse on his friend.
"Review lo, Rif! I'm bales later," threatened Randra.
"It's ... already!" tegur Khanza, on both.
While Dea, actually he also knows that the lover has been repented from to his playboy. But, it is very easy to ignite his emotions. "What, you still have another girl, Rand?" asked Dea who was still in the man's arms.
"You don't beat Arif, De, deh" Randra said.
"Continue. Who am I after?"
"Take me, will you?" seduce death from a Randra. "I ... Randra Prawira, has only one beloved girlfriend, Nadia Sakila," the playboy's boy. Pinched the wrath of the lover's nose.
"Buck!" pekik Arif, Khanza and Dea together.
They laughed together while waiting for the bells to ring. Randra and Dea had returned to sit in their respective places, when the class had begun to crowded with the arrival of students.
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⁇ ️I really no longer concentrate on writing. Because there are obstacles in the RL. So, once again I personally, apologize profusely, if my writing is really disappointing.
⁇ ️Please do'anya yes friends. Greetings of love and peace from me.