
Dena sits side by side with Fairel while she waits for Dewi to pick up the P3K box to treat Fairel and Dicky's wounds. The two young men looked at each other, they smiled at the same time and at the same time they grimaced because they felt pain in their lips and cheeks.
"Don't smile at Arel. You guys have a crush on each other, right?" risty's claws make both of them suddenly widen both of his eyeballs.
"What dah! Just a smile can't be what?" Dicky shone a sharp glance towards Risty.
"Amit-amit. There are no girls in the world." replied Fairel shuddered.
The Goddess came while carrying a P3K box and handed it to Dena. The girl also sat on the single sofa. "What the hell is there, how can you play a tonjok-tonjokan. Rails?" ask the Goddess to Fairel.
"You are Tino. Dateng-dateng even ngajakin duel." replied Dicky without asking Goddess.
"That's the guy?"
"They are the ones who like to dance because of it. Sooth hotshot. Once resisted even ngacir." continued Fairel.
"You know how to like nyari. But, why is it still served sihh nihh rasain!" Dena pressed hard on the cotton that had been given alcohol on the corner of Fairel's lips.
Just contact the young man immediately grimaced with the extreme pain. "Awww awwhsss. Slow down." the young man grumbled.
"Lo no longer knows. A teenager growing up. You should be able to control your emotions. Don't be influenced by the same nonsense." Dena is a fuss. It instantly changed 180 degrees.
"Can't know. I really hate him. Everyone in school likes to come out."
"Hahhhhh. Free I talk long times wide." Dena just took a long breath. It's hard to talk to a stubborn person. Say the word in the right ear, out the left ear. Like that is about.
"An, help me dong. It's hard not to see" said Dicky, who appeared to have trouble treating wounds on his face.
"But! That's the Risty there. Why should I try?" reply Anna while glancing at Risty who seemed to be leisurely sitting while looking at the debate before her.
"Wouldn't. He was rude. Not healed eh even more pain later my wound. Mending you, An. Or the Goddess? A wi? Want yah yah?"
The goddess whose name felt called opened her eyes. What the fuck is his name brought up. The girl did not accept.
"Why was my name mentioned?" the Goddess looked at the two horror.
"Please cure my wound. It's hard not to see." he said again.
"Relieve it! There's Risty's idle."
"What's my name mentioned?" now it was Risty's turn who did not receive his name was called.
"No! Iky would like to ask for help in his wound. Huh!"
"Yes that. The goddess doesn't want to, let alone me." replied Anna.
"Rafa is there. Raf, your schedule is empty, right?" ask Risty.
"What schedule? We're off school, doing the lesson schedule."
"Buset is a child! Off topic."
"Yes, Rafael. Si Iky wants to help cure the wound. You want to not help him?" press Anna.
"Sorry, don't want me." reject Rafael raw.
"Hahaha.dah lo fate, Ky. Nobody wants to. Mending you talk to Risty." Anna laughed.
"You guys on whistling what the hell?" exclaimed Dena who had finished treating Fairel's wound. The girl tidied back the P3K box. Then put it on the table because it had to take turns replacing Dicky who treated the wound.
"Please, Na." Fairel said with a smile, making the empu instantly dag dig dug as well as his heart.
"Together, Rail. Don't fight anymore. It's the last time I'll take a wound on your face." Dena's reply hid the taste I don't know.
"God willing."
"No, Na. They're not gonna help me with my wounds." Dicky's fight makes Fairel careless.
"Gue is good again. So, here let me ba-"
"Risty is there, Ky. Dena must be tired of ngobatin my wound. Where this bruised-bleached again must be compressed using ice cubes." cut Fairel quickly and then recommend Risty to help Dicky.
"Come, Ri. Help Iky ngobatin his wound. Do you not look at his face that is bonyok? Which is worse than Arel again." persuaded Anna to help.
"Ih! How I am anyway. Mending you guys." reject Risty.
"Whatwhat? I want to go back and take ice cubes to compress them" said Dewi who was stared at by Risty.
" yes. I also want to go back and get a compress for Arel. You wanna come along, Rel?"
"Come, follow. Let the Goddess not tired later back and forth here."
"Gue is also looking back. Thirsty, want to nyegerin throat abis yell. You want to help me make a drink, An?" rafael's bargain was directly approved by Anna.
They immediately left the living room, leaving for the kitchen with their own business. Risty is heartless and is forced to help Dicky heal his wounds.