My Goddamn lover

My Fuck Boyfriend by Lucy Ang chapter 12 title spirit '45

Chapter 12

     Aldo came first in the classroom.

I greeted him cheerfully.

"Good morning, Aldo!"

     "Morning is also Din. Wis, by the way very spirit. Win the lottery yah!?"

     "There is!" answer me cheerfully.

     "Tumben, no tail?" 

     "Dodi, you mean?"

     Aldo nodded.

     "Lacking to know also about it I was delivered papi. Maybe he'll come back. Uh, that's it, come."

     With her hair, Dodi enters the class.

     I hurriedly took the comb and the mirror and gave it to him.

     "Disrupt yah?!" his question while glazed with mirror.

     I just grinned the horse. "Bicycle rake her hair can frown that way anyway, Dot."

     "Yes, I brought the bike to 100" said Dodi, with his hair straightened.

     Aldo and I are not going to listen to Dodi.

     Suddenly a group of guys came into our class. We were a little panicked when we wanted that brawl.

     "Hello Din, know me Brian. Can I just talk to you both outside?"

     Dodi and I looked at each other. 

     "What did you say? Hold on, don't you, bell."

     "Then, if we go home together, how?"

     "Oh, I'm sorry Brian today I made a deal with Dodi going to the same bookstore eating ice cream. If it's important, how about it now!?"

     Dodi's heart was flowery because Dinda used it as an excuse to reject Brian.

     Brian looked around him already filled with curious students. He gathered his courage. Then said out loud, "Dinda, I like you! Be my girlfriend!"

     Wis, the situation at that time was immediately boisterous. And spontaneously many yell the same, accept, accept it so.

     Dodi was just mesem-mesem, not commenting.

     "Yes Din, I'm not angry, just a little sad. But I accept your answer. I can still be friends with you, right?" he said, extending his hand.

     "Of course donk. We're friends now, well, greetings."

     Friends immediately applauded, cheering Brian as well as salute with my answer. Refused but still polite. 

     When Dodi wanted to discuss something new that had just happened, I quickly told him to discuss it at home. At the very least, he must be sure no one had heard his lie just now.

     Not actively studying today. The osis manager went back and forth to visit our class, one of which was to attract our attention to actively join in extracurricular activities. 

     After the sausages left us, we discussed it. 

     "Where are you interested in Din?" ask Dodi.

     "Maybe I'll try to get into art" I replied.

     "Singing?!" guess Aldo with confidence.

     Dodi and I looked at each other, then we spontaneously laughed out loud.

     "Why indeed? Besides being beautiful, I think Dinda can be a very good singer."

     "Artists might do it, Do, but if the singer for the rat at home can too," replied Dodi.

     I just smiled and nodded in agreement. 

     "Emang is as bad as your voice, Din!?" aldo did not believe.

     "For this one thing, I admit it's real, Do. I have absolutely no singing talent. There are, even ntar supernatural beings who come horrified. And if a human being is surely just the brain error if until he wants to hear me sing. The real bad of my voice, I admit to be honest."

     "I don't believe it. Yuk, come with me!" bring Aldo.

     "Where?"

     "Udah come along."

     Dodi and I followed Aldo to the music room. Dodi and I just shook their heads and decided to turn around, back to class.