METEORS

37. A fact

..."Away because reality has slapped the heart even though reluctant, you still never stop even for a moment," - Juna...

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Rey, Wildan, Galang and Faris examine all evidence of Cica's murder to the Great Poniman.

In the space work space, precisely on the second floor, spacious, cool, and comfortable.

"Hows it? Is everything complete?" tanya Space saw a photo shot of evidence, an empty house, until the video of Cica's confession.

Rey nodded. "Ready boss,"

"Everything is complete" Wildan added.

"good. Tomorrow, Juna will know. I'll stay away from Laura. Include also, the evidence where Cica killed my mother during the rapot shooting," added Space, there were many photos, videos, and CCTV footage at his home at the time. And Juna, will believe if the evidence is real and really there, not just accusations.

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Events where copying PR as fast as lightning with typical chicken claw writing may apply to the lazy, especially Math.

Radit, Adit, Sam and Alvaro fight over Satya's book. Only that guy is the smartest in counting, the dream for all girls, let alone good at Accounting. Complete package already.

"Heh, who asked? I was!" Sam protects Satya's book, the three boys clucking annoyed at Sam's childlike behavior.

"Sam! Hold on again bell. Not funny ah, if Mr. Khomsin suddenly came. Herein Sam, it can be placed in the middle of the gini," Alvaro intervened, putting Satya's book in the middle so that everything was evenly divided copying the Matematian PR.

"Buruan!" Jaka the stove, the more it makes a cold hot atmosphere. Sam, who only had a pencil and suddenly broke, shouted in annoyance.

"Araghh! Why have gini! How you, pencil!" sam shouted dramatically. Seeing Radit nearing completion, he took over Radit's pencil with his brace.

"God! My pencil! Here's Sam! A little more!" his hand grabbed Sam's pencil, but the guy always avoided securing his pencil.

"Lo, do you want to finish, am I? Number three!" upset Sam, with a movement of skill copying as fast as cheque, Sam no matter the writing up and up to the top of the mountain.

"Ribut again, I take it," threatened Satya coldly. Finally silent, Satya never messed with his words. Somehow with his promise to a girl one day.

The inhabitants of SEBELMA scattered to his seat. It's been confirmed that Mr. Khomsin is still on his way to class.

"People want to come anyway," reported a man sitting in front of the entrance, he was always the task of supervising the teacher's presence.

"Have a name too times,"

"Yes, forget it," sometimes forget human, especially names. I have known, but I don't know who.

Mr. Khomsin entered the class.

"Good morning. Collect PR. If there is a willingness to copy, please run 10 rounds of school pages," Mr. Khomsin's welcome always to the point will be three days later.

SEBELMA students collect their Mathematics PR. Previously it had been checked if it was a Math book, not a mixed ice book consisting of all lessons united. Could get scolding again.

Mr. Khomsin calculated the total number of students per class as appropriate, which is 36.

"complete. You guys are so punctual. Special who copied his friend's answer, did you understand?" ask Mr. Khomsin with his subtle insinuations. The origin of copying but the theory and the way do not understand.

No one dared to answer.

"Here it is, anyways later it looks like a repeat,"

Sam breathed a sigh of relief. "Fyuh, I'm lucky to pinter," he said confidently. It does not reflect who the cheat center is.

"Here, don't tell me, lo" said Jaka a little loudly, Mr. Khomsin looked at him.

"Who is Jaka?"

Sam shakes. "No, sir. Here, Jaka brings a gel pen but the ink is a picture of Dora, not to ngaku sir, "sam nyeleneh. For the sake of security and tranquility, Jaka likes keceplosan. Sam wants to kick Jaka home right then and there, instead of making himself hot on my crew because you're 🎵

"Easy-after. Let's start the lesson in the next chapter,"

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Sam ordered two bowls of chicken noodles.

"Geez, I'm like a lapper. Anyway, out of math, must be a laper," confided Sam. In fact, no one is listening. They are busy with their own food.

There's no telling, Sam's crying a lie. "Hiks, you have the heart" he said spoiled.

"Hush, that's like another world Sat. Don't bother me" replied Radit with a bully. Sam was eager to pinch Radit's cheek in annoyance.

Laura, Bram and Raka sit at a table next to the METEOR gang.

"Ra, what do you want to eat? Let me pay," Raka bargained good-ass. There's a hidden mission behind this pretentious nature, for the sake of Tiara. Whatever request the girl he likes since 10th grade he will obey.

"Just like Bram usually," Laura replied with a faint smile. Eventually he was able to attend school, but was bound by a conditional agreement with his mother. Stay away from Juna, and find a rich man's son's girlfriend. As long as it's not the son of the Space family.

"OK," Raka passed towards the meatball booth.

"Ra, how can you not bring a book at all?" tanya Bram opened the conversation. From that first lesson until the break, Laura didn't say much. Nodding and shaking like a song bird I just say.

Raka came with a tray of meatballs totaling 3.

"Eh, I'm sorry Rak if you take nicotine," said Laura was not tasty. Raka nodded with a sweet smile asem sugar jaw.

"No papa. We're friends, aren't we?" Raka looked at Laura and Bram.

"Yoi," the cheer of the two was compact.

Hearing the cheers, Juna turned to his left side.

"When was Laura there? How can you not say?" asked Juna with a chin, finally the cheerful face he could see again before the last time Laura was sick and returned.

"Since Ramadan last year boss," replied Sam like to ngawur.

Feeling her name on the call, Laura turned her head. Junas. But he looked back at his meatball bowl, away from that hopeful look. Laura promised me.

The atmosphere became awkward, Raka cleared her throat.

"Eh, you know what?-" Raka asked, Bram already replied.

"Where do I know! Am I a psychic?" press Bram straight, Laura tau Bram is easy.

"Not done talking Bram. So gini, Tiara will invite eleven students. Well, it's all mandatory dating, and most importantly it brings a partner. Let's not look at the jones," explained Raka, planning began. Raka glanced at Tiara who was sitting in the left corner brandishing her thumbs up, a code of mantle she said. Raka blinked.

"Ra, you're not coming?" bram asked hesitantly, surely the sahabtnya still remember very well where Laura was caught stealing food, all of it just under the orders of her mother.

Laura shakes. "I'm not allowed to. Mending to learn," rejected Laura subtly. Raka's face turned sour. "I'm sorry, Rak" added Laura.

Raka tried to smile. "It's not papa,"

'Why did Raka invite Laura to Tiara's birthday? Feelings are still one month away. Strange, ' but Juna was relieved when Laura turned down the offer.

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When Juna had just entered his house, the main room was more precisely a pitch-black living room. Until a big screen light that displays a video where Cica admitted his actions in front of the police and the public.

"Yes, I killed the lady of the Morning Star and the Great Poniman. I did it with full consciousness, not out of drunkenness or madness" I cica with her face down. Camera shots, as well as journalists who continued to storm questions in more detail made Cica even more embarrassed to cover her face using both hands.

Then continue with the CCTV video where Cica actually did the action of smothering her grandmother in a room.

Juna still can't believe it. Laura's the son of a murderer? Is the nature of the girl not far from her mother?

The lights are on, Rinai and Space are staring at him flat. His disillusionment with Cica.

Space gave the files of evidence to Juna.

Juna read it carefully, photos, until the place of the incident was clear.

"So, grandma died because of her?" muttered Juna emotionally, he wanted to see his grandmother alive. Feeling the same for the children out there, there are cluck and grandmother who feel their old days with the grandson.

"Yes, so that's obvious, right? That Cica was a killer? You still want to go near Laura? I don't want you to do anything about Juna!" press Space angry.

"If you're still stupid, whatever. Anyway dad's been giving evidence, stay away from Laura. Or you'll be wretched and the next victim," Space passes, because Cica has a high obsession with her. Surely the woman still put her heart even though she was married.

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