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TWO PERVERTED MEN

Hello, while waiting for updates-tan this story, there are times when you read this story that is no less exciting😁

There's a piece of blurb and chapter that I'm going to show you.

Azerlia is surrounded by two perverted men, Zidan and Devan.

The beginning of the incident, where Azerlia saw Devan making out with a schoolgirl in the back of the warehouse. In that instant he accidentally slammed the table and made it almost caught, when he wanted to escape, he fell and accidentally spikes sliced his arm.

On the other hand, there is Zidan who is a tough guy, ignorant, and no less perverted with Devan.

"Here I teach you a kiss, let the good guy be a wife later."

"Don't, I'm the same. Her lips are a charcoal cake item, not like I'm as red as a pomegranate."

Azerlia felt bad to be between the two who were both crazy. He broke out in cold sweat, and his head grew dizzy and eventually became unconscious.

"Duh, faint at him. Do you know what's on my mind?"

"Yoi, obviously! Quiet hump, ha ha ha."

"Yosh, let's go!"

CHAPTRE 1

The sound system echoed in the Tirtania school signalling the break. The teacher came out with a greeting. Now, all the students are headed to the canteen.

But, not for Azerlia, the shy girl from Elementary School, Junior High School, until High School, she remains that way. Once, he collapsed from hunger, his friends took him to the UKS.

When the teacher asked him: did he have breakfast before school? Azerlia. The teacher asked, Why not go to the cafeteria? His little lips answered: shame.

Strangely, Azerlia preferred to starve and make him faint rather than having to go to a canteen filled with student frenzy.

Back to main. Now, Azerlia is hoping to go to Joni, her classmate for a meal. Joni nodded and then received the money from the girl and then to the cafeteria, some time later she returned with rice wrap and glass water.

"Thank you."

"Together."

Today, Azerlia is relieved that her stomach can fill.

When the hours of sports lessons have arrived, this is the most disliked by Azerlia because the maple must practice on the field, even though he wants to be in a closed place, not too, too, at least there are people he knows (in class).

"Azerlia, please come out and change."

"Bright, sir."

"Huf." Azerlia smiled, she finally managed to get through her fear, but, it did not last long because ...many other classes are free and out looking at her class to do gymnastics practice.

"Oh, no. I'm ashamed!" azerlia in the heart.

When his turn, the men whistled seductively and it made him sweat more cold, Mr. Master began to play music and he followed the movement of friends in front of him only, just, it doesn't matter if the movement isn't on time.

"The movement is beautiful!"

"So good!"

"I want to date her."

"Who is he?"

Azerlia covered her ears then shouted as loudly as possible and headed for the classroom, before she fainted there humiliating herself. In fact, the girl did not know, that the person next to her was the one being praised.

"Why do people always go overboard in response to something?" azerlia asked, wiping her flooded sweat.

He's a little calm now, not caring if his grades drop later, because this is the lesson he's least excited about.

After the lesson was over, the friends went back to class and asked him, "Why did you run away? Teacher won't hesitate to lower your grades, Lia."

"Let it go, I almost fainted earlier" he replied.

"All right."

Azerlia did not open her voice anymore, she did not know what to talk about anymore, because she was more into an irritable introvet and indifferent to something, let alone not important.

Suddenly, someone kicked down the table. Azerlia looked at the perpetrator, the perpetrator was the next class child who in fact was a naughty student throughout the school. He always asks, why is there a prankster like him? His job was just messing up in class, and fishing for a commotion! Azerlia hates commotion.

Quarrels ensued in his class, many screaming in excitement except Azerlia. Seeing that the condition was not conducive anymore, he left his class and immediately went to the counseling room to report the incident.

"Mom, there are troublemakers in class, and they fight too."

"Well, in whose name, son?"

"Who, Ma?"

"Your name, which is reporting, must be recorded by his name, son."

"Oh, Azerlia, ma'am."

"Well, Azerlia, yeah. Thank you, Son. Now we're going there."

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