My God Wants Him

My God Wants Him
Pigeon Post



"Here you wait." cried Sara, she ran after her best friend who was seen climbing some stairs to their class.


Aini looks at it."Huhhh. the bucin." he said as he put his foot back on.


Sara patted Aini's shoulder. "Woii. uda is called too, do not stop. Pretend to be a bitch, ntar budek really just found out lhoo."


"Eh, who was it?"


"Do you know what you want to know?" answer Aini.


"Idihhh. that's it. play the same secrets of your own friends." sneered Sara. Now they're sitting on Aini's bench because they've entered the classroom. Sara has not moved to her stool because she is curious about who brought her best friend. He could not see the face of the man who drove his friend, because the man was wearing a dark-glazed helmet. But if you notice the man is not the father of Aini, because of the body posture is clearly different, and the motor used is also different.


"Who the hell was that?" tanyanya back.


"Nobody." answered Aini lazily.


"hhhh. yes if you don't want to know!" Sara went and sat on her bench at the very back.


"Ciee. ngambek.." ledek Aini while looking towards the back of her stool because Sara was sitting in the back row in line with the girl.


Sara glared, lazily staring at Aini. "Biarin, I pretended to be a real snack," his inner self.


"Gosh, I forgot. I will have to give up the task that Santi asked yesterday" he muttered. Then he went from his stool to get out of class and down the stairs to the teacher's office.


"Lhoo.. lhoo.. lhoo.. I'm the one who's gone?" sara asked when she saw Aini hurriedly leaving.


"Where is he going?" his inner.


Not long ago Aini was back on her bench. The teacher who taught in their class had already entered and started the lesson that morning.


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"Mom.and mango ice one." said Sara who had sat her butt in the canteen bench.


Aini seemed to be gasping for breath as she chased after Sara who went to the cafeteria without waiting for her. "I think he's still craving about it," his mind.


"Mom.ice orange one." he told the canteenkeeper and sat down next to Sara.


"Why is this the story?"


"Thank you, ma'am.." Sara sipped her new order of mango ice delivered by the canteen guard's mother.


"Who was this morning?" tanyanya was curious about this morning.


"Oh. that's. hmm.." Aini scratched her non-itchy head.


"What the hell, answer that a long time ago." said Sara.


"I.that's bang Baim," he replied.


Uhukk..


Sara coughed at Aini's reply.


"Crazy my best friend this one, the more advanced I can see.


"Oh, so it's bang Baim. from behind it looks okay.just I didn't see how it was.."


"Since when do you want to take guys to school? Didn't you forbid?" ask Sara.


"Yes, forced," he said, sipping orange ice in front of him.


"I was going to anther duty to Santi's mom and told before starting the first lesson, so I want to take her."


"Oh, you rushed out before the teacher came." Sara recalled the incident this morning that saw Aini leave the classroom.


"I see the bike is good, it seems that the new motor is the doi?" Kepo Sara again fashion on.


Aini raised both her shoulders. "He said that.."


"Don't you be the first one he's been hugged.so sweet bangeeettt.." said Sara with a smile of her own.


"If it's normal, why is your face flushed like a boiled crab?" Sara constantly teases Aini, making the girl shy and trying to switch the conversation.


"Where amar? tumben's not hanging out with us?"


"Tu's in the corner. Again, I'm the same as him, '" replied Sara cuek.


"Well, what's the problem? little Masi pretentious has a severe problem. Pake noisily all over again," said Aini commenting on Sara.


"Lately he's been busy futsal, kesel I'm doing chats in pecans mulu!" ketus Sara's.


"Yes aampuunn. gitu doang ngambek. Do you want him to get sick?" aini calmed her best friend.


"Yes.. I know.. but this is really busy..just reply to chat I once doang also not had time, on the phone also not lifted, how not to try?" ask Sara who hopes to be supported by Aini.


"Au ah, ribet..! Gini ni I'm a boyfriend-dating. It is not important to think about the children of people who do not want to reply to our chat." Aini was confused by her best friend, yesterday she laughed freely with her boyfriend, now she is far away like an enemy.


"Jaudah, pay for my drink." said Sara, breaking Aini's daydream.


Aini was silent for a moment digesting Sara's words. "Kok me?"


"Yes, that's the story I was craving, so I asked for a treat so I can forgive you." Sara stood up to leave the cafeteria table.


"Ihhh, there is no agreement.. I'm..."


not finished Aini continued her sentence, Sara was already out of the canteen.


"Aish.. thankfully this was delivered by Baim bang, so the fare this morning can make Sara's treaties," he murmured.


After paying for her drink with Sara, the girl was about to run after her friend who had gotten further and further away.


"Here.."


The girl paused her intention of running. Because someone stopped his steps.


"Yes, what's wrong?" ask the student who called him.


"What did Sara say to you?" ask Amar.


So the one who called Aini was Amar Sara's boyfriend. From earlier he was sitting in the corner of the canteen, when he saw Sara who came out of the canteen he called her, but the girl did not pay attention to him. So he tried to talk to Aini who was Sara's best friend.


"Not much, just he said lately you are busy and difficult to contact," Aini explained to the student.


"Oh.. I'm bole for help?" he said while welding.


"Yes, what's this for you?" Aini was afraid of being told by the unequal Amar.


"Please give her this letter and tell Sara to apologize. Lately I have been busy, because next week there is a futsal match between schools. So I have to practice every day, not to reply to chat or call him. Please Ni. katuin to her.." she asked.


"Yaudah, let me tell you first.." Aini hurriedly left Amar alone in the cafeteria as indeed all the students had already entered their respective classes after hearing the bell ringing.


"Especially this is Allah. After often being a crooked goat when they are dating, this I also double as a carrier pigeon who delivers letters," inwardly.apeess beneerrr


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tbc


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like jan and forgot


let me get more excited