My Secret Bodyguard's
Part 22 Digetok Puncture Konde
Fany's words surprised Andrea. How did he know about Dale, his inner self.
For a moment the two were silent, with a common view to Mr. Iwan.
Then Fany turned around.
Do you know the song Lingsir Wengi? Andrea just seemed to be enjoying it, accompanying the movement of Fany twisting and walking, his shoes dragged slowly, just like a curious ghost, fortunately not to walk floating.
“Iiihh ..” Andrea shuddered. Even so, of course Fany's words just now made Andrea confused.
Fortunately Fany spoke weakly, in accordance with his style that always looks less blood, so that other friends did not hear because they were busy watching Mr. Iwan who was baper.
“Kok you know?” Andrea held onto Fany's shoulder, stopping her steps.
Fany was stunned, without turning her head she spoke, “don't listen too much to her talk, creatures like her can't be trusted, ” said Fany again.
“Means you?”
Fany let go of Andrea's hand in her act, then walked over again, without explaining anything.
“Fan ... Fany!” Andrea called out to Fany who walked out of the classroom. “Ck ... Basic zombie!” Andrea muttered.
“What's up, Ndre? Why is everyone suddenly weird today?” ask Zellina.
“Nahh, you are weird from the past,” replied Andrea.
“Let's, rather than be the new freak." Zellina sat in the teacher's chair. "Oiya, Ndre, what about Kak Yadi?”
Andrea patted her forehead. Because he thought about Dale all night, he forgot to call Yadi.
“I forgot, Zel. Yes it is still there when we go to his class aja.” Andrea pulled Zellina's hand.
“Asyiiiikk ...” Zellina glee.
One by one the children left the window, tired of seeing Mr. Iwan so-so, gawking at his rice field.
“Hungry time dia.”
“Tap time ah.”
“Or, he's broke.”
“Bodo highly.”
“Don't he come into possession?”
Finally all disbanded, Mr. Iwan is still busy daydreaming.
“Ren,” call Andrea. “How about Zain?”
“Have her mother brought home.” Ren looked towards the parking lot, where Zain was being led by Bu Kania into his purple Alphard car.
“I just found out, if Bu Kania is Zain's mother,” said Andrea.
“Although why?” ask Ren.
“Nnothing, just surprised, Bu Kania really can give birth to a mushy creature like her.”
“No, Zain was not born from the stomach of Bu Kania.”
“Oh lord,” squeal Zellina. “He was born from what?”
“From conch,” Ren replied.
“Waduhh!” Andrea widened her eyes. It's only fitting that Akri always scares him the same conch, he thought.
Zellina giggles. “Similar to yes,” chirps.
"Yes, it's soft, boneless" Andrea said.
“The likes are also in and out,” added Zellina. He's clenching Andrea's hand. "Yeah!"
“Where are you going?” ask Ren.
“Ke class Kak Yadi,” Zellina flickering her eyes.
“Iya, we want to talk about that time.”
Ren was stunned for a moment. “Yes already, you guys just go.”
“You can find dong, Ren,” invite Andrea.
“Ogah.”
“Iiihh, jutek very. Ndre, the Ren is still dapet like, justin we're both aja.” Zellina scowls.
Andrea could not dodge when Zellina pulled her hand.
The handsome Yadi was already waiting for their arrival.
“So, are you ready?” Yadi semringa.
“Sure, Brother.” Zellina is more fragile.
“Alright, then, from now on you promote, invite interested students. We make this school proud of sports,” the spirit of Yadi.
“Honey, Andrea does not want to join, even though your skills are good.” Yadi looked at Andrea.
Andrea who was leaning against the classroom wall just folded her hands on her chest while smiling in the other direction, was tired of explaining everything to Yadi. He was no longer interested in playing basketball.
Yadi looked at her in awe, while Zellina looked at Yadi with an indistinct smile. All three are in each other's minds.
Andrea only realized, Yadi was looking at him.
Embarrassed at being stared at like that, Andrea threw a glance elsewhere. From far away he saw Bu Anis walking across the basketball court, without his long noses. Looks like he's going home.
Andrea really felt a sense of responsibility, before Fany leaked everything about Dale.
“Buuuu, Bu Aniiiiss!” yates shouted, he made a mouthpiece with both palms so that his voice could be heard by his unique teacher. Not caring about Yadi and his friends who looked at him strangely.
Miss Anis turned her head, Andrea quickly ran up to her, followed by the gazes of everyone there.
“Ndree, Andree ... Andrehahanusaaaa!!” Zellina yells.
Yadi scrunched his forehead.
Zellina smiled shyly. “Sorry, Brother Yadi, I followed Andrea first,” farewell.
Yadi nodded, letting Zellina go with her hands.
“What's up?” asked Bu Anis, with furrowed eyebrows saw Andrea gasping for running.
Ms. Anis was standing right in the middle of the field. The sun was blazing, the skewer of conde on his head emitting a brilliant light, glittering piercing into the eyes of every eye that happened to see him.
“I know Ms. Anis wants to resign from this school. Please, don't go, Mom! We, want to study with Bu Anis again,” pinta Andrea.
“Heiii, how do you know all that? you nguping huh?” Ms. Anis was surprised.
Andrea waver, Ms. Anis is right to accuse.
Sreerett!
Ms. Anis pulled out her condominium skewer.
Platikk!
“Aww...” The end of the dove's dove-tailed handle stopped by Andrea's head. Slowly, but pretty spicy.
But Andrea accepted it with pleasure, for the sake of Bu Anis undoing his intentions.
All who watched there just knew, it turned out that the konde skewer was just an accessory, the evidence had no effect on the location of Bu Anis's midget bun. The spool stays in place, sturdy like a golden snail in the Mini Garden.
“Hmm .. This has been my decision. I have to respect the decision I have taken myself." Bu Anis' voice is very different from his voice when teaching mathematics, more elegant. There was a tone of relief from there, like it had thrown a huge load on the chest.
Konde's back to his hair. Clebb!
Andrea gulped, the prick was like a blow to her heart.
“Already there back to class, tell your friends, substitute homeroom will come tomorrow.”
“Good, Bu.” Andrea lowered her head, then held her stern head.
“Lebay,” said Bu Anis when he saw Andrea squeeze his head.
Andrea was still in pain, and to her astonishment, it was a skewer of what the konde was made of. Steady really shook his head.
"Ndre, are you okay?" tanya Zellina, who was watching the shaking by the konde's skewer.
Andrea looked around, apparently the other students were watching her.
"Report," replied Andrea.
"How dare you be with Ms. Anis, Ndre. He's gonna be mad at our class again." Zellina rubbed Andrea's head.
"I want to prevent him from resigning." Andrea walked towards her class.
"Successfully?" ask Zellina again.
"Successful, nih, benjut."
"Thank God if it works." Zellina rubbed Andrea's head again. Ren greeted them at the classroom door.
"Good congratulations, Ren. Andrea did it," Zellina said.
"Success what?"
"Successfully knit her head," Zellina replied. Ren looked towards Andrea.
"What drama was that on the field?" ask Ren.
"Bu Anis couldn't undo his intentions as it turned out." Andrea complained.
"Repot is very concerned about Ms. Anis, Ndre," Ren said.
Andrea did not reply, she herself confused having to explain how to Ren. He felt very guilty, because his carelessness brought Dale to school, all the students that Bu Anis taught had to lose their best teacher. Fany now knows that.
Andrea sat on his stool, looking at Mr. Iwan who was surrounded by his employees. They were trying to get the middle-aged man home. Mr. Iwan flinching.
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