METEORS

25. Planetary

...Changing hearts is just pretending. Wanted to be jealous but in vain. Excuse me, the gala quotes are coming through....

...-Sam handsome is exorbitant and earthy...

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Early in the morning gossiped. Maybe that goes for Sam, Alvaro and Jaka.

"Eh, sorry Laura yesterday. Time to be accused of being stolen?" Sam as the gossipnersis opening.

"It makes sense out of the way" not yet finished Alvaro said, regrettably Jaka memiting Alvaro anxious. Always behind, wrong word, typoable.

"Haish, Jaka naughty. I'm not done talking," upset Alvaro after being released from Pitingan Jaka.

Sam wettest. "Eat him Al, I think I'm gini. Rarely so kegemayan Meteor gang," Sam confirmed his hair slippery floor in the mop many times, too much slippery hair like new shampooing.

"The food should be there for the invited guests. Yes it does not matter if you take it," added Alvaro logically.

"But Inge-" Alvaro's mouth was silenced by Jaka, whom he spoke of coming.

"Hey. Morning, how was yesterday? Exciting right?" ask Inge. He had heard the talk of 4 Meteor gang gossipnersis earlier. 'Laura in belain? Ck, what exactly is interesting about the poor girl and her illness huh? In bandingin me who is beautiful, rich, artist, less what else?' laura shouted in annoyance at heart.

"Morning is beautiful too. It's really exciting. Oh yeah, ask for a picture of Sam sleeping fast that's dong," Alvaro squealed mischievously. Sam was asleep yesterday, but with a gaping mouth. Hopefully no one knows the disgrace of the Meteor gang especially Sam.

Sam raised a sharp look. "What do you mean, ask for a picture of me fitting all sleep? What's up, anyway? Well, surely not really," Sam pointed his index finger up and down exactly like his neighbor who drove a chicken as well as the forehead of the road there and there on the floor that was already fragrant in the pelvis.

"Yes? Come dong. Inge is beautiful, kind, and not arrogant right," praised Alvaro as stealing Inge's heart to melt. It is worth Sam's photo to be stored in his laptop album, the memories of the Meteor gang that will not be forgotten throughout history, time, until later and tomorrow and its use.

Inge. "Sir, pay dong first. Yes, everything has to be with the money," as usual, Inge asked for double the profit.

Alvaro gave his 10 ribs. "Now, the money. Well, where's Sam's picture now?"

Alvaro's hand remained suspended in the air, Inge did not accept it.

"Huh? This way? Make buy what? Not yet my powder, skincare, liptint, perfume, branded bags, buy new clothes, to the mall, my personal lamborghini care?" call Inge like a train that's hard to stop, without brakes.

Alvaro rubbed his chest, sad. "Jaudah. This is my pocket money every day," Mr. Baroto did adjust his school allowance, for monthly money will be given on the old date. Ah, like payday.

Juna, Satya, Radit and Adit come into the classroom. As Inge returned to his seat, Juna whispered the words that left him speechless in a thousand languages.

The flashback

Juna corners Inge and restrains him.

"Lo don't hurt Laura. If you don't want to deal with me, especially your real identity will be widespread in school. Wanna?"

Inge shook his head weakly. 'No, I don't want to get out of school just because of my fake identity. I still want to get Juna. My mission is long,'

Seeing Inge's inertia, Juna hit the wall as a loud bluff from him.

"Answer! Got a mouth, right?!" juna jolt of emotion.

"Yep,"

Flashback off

Juna sits down, Satya starts breakfast, Radit and Adit offer her mayoral shawl ice, start trading before the bell enters.

The arrival of Juna makes Sam, Alvaro and Jaka not continue his gossipnersis.

"Why are you guys? Usually rame, joking, seductive Sam, joking Alvaro," Juna need not be afraid, only specifically for the enemy and people who try to hurt Laura.

"In the boss soon. Today's day will be repeated," replied Jaka innocently. Sam, Alvaro, Radit and Adit screamed.

"What?!" they shouted along with surprise unexpectedly.

Jaka nodded. "Yes, maths out. At dawn Mr. Khomsin chat me, Jak convey to your classmates if later repeated. That is," in the end Jaka desperately recorded the formula on the super small paper. Modal formula, the value of not forfeited, can be the way to end well.

Sam's confusion copies examples of some of the problems that Mr. Khomsin usually takes from his textbook. Alvaro was calm because in his desk locker it was covered, the others were hollow. Which one of you is lucky that Alvaro got a bench like this?

Radit and Adit skim through a math textbook. It was Einstein's incarnation, a moment of understanding.

Mr. Khomsin entered the SEBELMA class. With a blue map containing questions that are ready to be presented special and special for SEBELMA.

"Morning. As I told Jaka. Today is a mathematical repetition," said Mr. Khomsin with his watados. Complaints, protests, disappointments, heartbreak, sudden dizziness, wanting to go to the toilet.

"There's no reason whatsoever. I can go to the toilet, but I give you 3 minutes. If until long and not back, uh even blurred, prepare the value of the egg with a happy smile. Huahuahua," sir Khomsin laughed wickedly. This impromptu repetition as an exercise only, do they capture the delivery of the material that has been described? Only the power knows.

After Mr. Khomsin shared the math problem, many fell silent, daydreaming of answers to ngawur, cap-chip-cup, shuffling dice choice a, b, c, d.

Mr. Khomsin looked at his watch.

"Okey, time's up. Gather your answers,"

No one dares to add an answer, remove the answer because confused which one is right, better resigned even though happy eggs await.

"You can rest. Thank you so much for following the math well" said Mr. Khomsin with a smile.

SEBELMA went straight out of the classroom, into the cafeteria, breathed fresh air, ate, refreshed the mind after the numbers complicated everything in her brain.

Sam squirms. "Hoam, finally kelar also repeated his math," until Sam's hand accidentally hit the face of Satya and Juna.

"That's the hand I want to give you?" chirpy Satya.

"Eits, Sam's brother is a dungs man. I love you, xixixi, yes" Sam smiled. Satya shuddered in horror, did the replay effect evoke the soul of Sam's keplayboy who had been buried? Still grey.

"Juna is my future husband knows!" yell Tiara emotion.

"Son, Juna is my son!" inge argued even though the victor was his fiancee.

Juna. "You guys can't do it anyway?" the pressure was upset, the two prima donna of PERMATA High School were silent a thousand languages.

Sam shook his nose. "Oh my God, Inge, there's still Sam. Juna already has one,"

Inge's face turned curious. "Who? His mother? Most awaited me," Inge flicked her hair like a shampoo model.

Jaka and Satya move away.

"Wadidaw, watch the ketombenya everywhere," said Jaka stab into the ulu heart once. Inge immediately pouted, twice a day shampooing in the salon one bottle of shampoo is there dandruff?

"Enak. Perfumed gini, one shampoo is enough,"

"My lust! How the hell," spray Satya fierce.

Until there was a guy who ran from the back and accidentally nudged Tiara hard until the girl fell.

"Aw, uh if you use your eyes don't be snoring!" emotional scattering. "Juna, please help me dong," Tiara's tone turned as soft as silk.

With a force, Juna extended his hand. Can be stirred into Space, motorbike confiscated, pocket money cut, wi-fi turned off, not allowed to hang out unclear.

"Still my Juna," pressed the spoiled Tiara as she called out Juna's name.

Inge. "Well, you can stand alone. A little nudge uh, fall,"

Tiara glared in disbelief. "What if you don't fall down on your own?"

"Udah, let's eat. Don't mind two knowing the mercon," Satya whispered to Juna.

Inge and Tiara were finally allowed to clash their mouths.

Laura who had a glimpse of Juna helping Tiara was honestly jealous.

"Udah, don't think. Well, Juna can't make sure Tiara eats one table, right?"

"Yes, too" but Juna still cares about Tiara. Inner Laura is sad, Juna considers her an impromptu boyfriend, ah like a round tofu.

Until finally Setyaningrum who wants to buy rice wrap found two students continue to fight also pass it.

"After all, aren't you ashamed to look?"

"She's the first mom" Tiara pointed at Inge, if only Inge had not conspired here and disrupted his relationship with Juna.

"Nobody accuse me. Lo first!" argue Inge does not accept.

"You guys come with me to the BK room," bu Setyaningrum himself dizzy at hearing the endless Tiara and Inge debate.

The whole canteen breathed a sigh of relief to be able to enjoy the food, drinks quietly without the sound of Tiara and Inge's cry.

"Eh, it just so happens that the two know there are no mergons. Samperin boss Laura, golden opportunity the boss," suggested Alvaro with his brilliant idea.

"Yes too. Thanks Al. Doain, I hope Laura does,"

Sam frowned. "Don't the boss shoot Laura?"

"Ck, not Sam answered. Udahlah, later aja interview, want my Laura samperin first," Juna moved.

Sam giggles. "Waduh-waduh, Laura calls me everything, uhuy,"

"Have said you want, right?" tanya Alvaro suspected, lately Sam did not tease the beautiful schoolgirl as an angel descending from heaven to Earth, his shawl was stolen looking for his shawl that was considered the real prince.

"This is Al. And all the core Meteor members. I, Sam Nugroho, will get one woman who will be faithful to live and want to be married" Sam said as Madun during the presentation of lectures and lectures on Monday.

"Weits, Sam wants to marry young woy!" alvaro said, just contact for the students in the cafeteria did not care, after all the edges were thrown away just like that when again unfortunately.

"Males ah's. Why the same Sam, who's in duain,"

"What's? Young marriage? Not ah, mending grin first. It's the same Sam, yes if Juna is no problem, muehehe,"

"Sst Al, you know. So no one wants to be the same as me? Hiks, really. Em-" Sam's not done singing, Satya feeds her baby's veil.

"Ran me. A little singing, why not be a singer anyway Sam? At the crossroads there, join the same canned pans," complained satya jengah, victims of advertisements, slogan victims, to occasionally sing like a nidun that Sam Nugroho.

"Don't thank you. The one on my cheeks got lipstick," Sam refused. "Enoughly enough. Enough to get here" again, this time Jaka feed the bricks into Sam's mouth.

"That will prove to be singing again," accuses Satya, anyone who wants to be entertained to bring Sam home, whether made a foster child, or a ghost.

Back to the free-to-play FTV drama, where Juna tries to convince Laura to be his girlfriend.

Laura put down her spoon a little slamming it. "Sorry brother, I can't" and Laua just passed by.

Bram smiled cunningly. "Don't you reject it? Clever girl, especially like Laura. Yes, he was quiet, innocent and timid. But there's a side to the jutek," Bram patted Juna's shoulder giving him patience. He alone who wants to express love to Laura also needs time, not playing the origin of ceplos like eating chili raw.

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