My Secret Bodyguard's
Section 7 Meeting the Ancestral Assembly
The lesson bell immediately started to ring since they were still in the toilet.
Andrea half-runningly groped Zellina for fear that Bu Anis had come to class, let alone Ren was like a possessed person running first leaving them with a raised skirt.
The students who happened to see him giggled.
“Sure lesson section Bu Anis,” guess one of the students.
“So sure,” says his friend.
They also watched Andrea and Zellina. “Atrocious, join ...."
Andrea glances. ”Excuse me, Brother, want to cross!” he broke through the crowd of students who were teasing him
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“Cie fusses."
"But it's getting sweeter.”
“Heh! If you make it louder, not sweeter,” exclaimed Zellina.
" Rather? How come you're even sweeter huh, hahahaa ...."
"Yes, men. Lose the sugarcane."
"So I would like to take ...."
The seductive third-grader is getting boisterous, Andrea is a little confused because she has. He again groped Zellina's hand to get away from them.
“You are a habit, Zel, make them more violent,” said Andrea.
Zellina. “Not you who care? I was if in the toilet can not be for a moment.”
“Ya see sikon dong, this has already saved the lesson hours Bu Anis.” Andrea spoke as she continued to graze Zellina's hand.
“I've been saying from the beginning, kebelet, want to go to the toilet, you and Ren are stalling in the canteen."
Andrea's turn was anxious, and she let go of Zellina's hand. “As for you, I want to run.” After that Andrea ran up with her long skirt.
Zellina stopped walking, then bit her hand. “Ndreee .. wait!”
Andrea did not press him, she quickly caught up with Ren.
Arriving at the doorstep Ren's class stopped, Andrea almost hit him.
“Why?”
Ren kept his index finger to his mouth. “Bu Anis,” whispered.
Andrea was surprised, she held onto her chest. “Wire,” murmur.
“Kaliaaaan ..” Zellina yells.
“Ssssttt!!” Andrea and Ren simultaneously told Zellina to shut up by smothering the spoiled girl's mouth.
In the classroom, Ms. Anis is already standing complete with her long lidar. Prepare to give the first lesson of the day, math.
Zainal who was trembling had started to turn deathly pale, his hands were squeezed over his thighs. If people who do not know him, must have thought dirty.
Akri's gang is complete to sit on their respective benches, not making a sound, but usually the most noisy gang. In front of Ms. Anis they were like crickets being stepped on.
Dewi and Rani have secured her show device. Fear of being hijacked by Bu Anis.
Kharisma Bu Anis makes the children of the violent flow like they always die of fleas.
Andrea, Ren, and Zellina finally ventured in by first knocking on the door slowly, then bowed in front of Bu Anis who was looking at them with a sharp gaze.
The mainstay konde puncture looks more pointed than a spear that is ready to stab the opponent.
Bu Anis, a math teacher and a homeroom teacher plus a BP teacher, took a breath, moved his nose and showed it to Andrea cs.
“Quick you guys sit down! do not let me lose patience,” he said, this time a little soft. Andrea, Ren and Zellina sneered to their respective seats.
They are unusually relieved, like having just been confronted by a lioness who had just passed premenstrual syndrome.
"How's your vacation going?" Ms. Anis walked to the front of the table, put her butt on the table, and leaned in with her legs crossed. The wooden jidar did not escape from his hand.
The children no one answered, instead looked at each other, throwing the responsibility to answer Ms. Anis's question.
"Seru, Ma." Finally Zellina raised her hand and replied.
"Seru? good, means you're enjoying the holidays." Zellina smiled happily praised Bu Anis, rarely a killer muji teacher.
"Only Zellina enjoys the holidays??"
Seeing Bu Anis praising Zellina, some children immediately raised their hands.
"Fun, Mom."
"Great, Mom."
"Beautiful, too beautiful even," Akri timpal.
"Great."
"Just hep pan, ma'am."
"I ...." Andrea held out her hand.
Prokk! Prokk! Prokk!
Bu Anis' applause cut off Andrea's words to show off her holiday, the children who started to prepare to answer her question were silent again.
Silence, all caught in Ms. Anis' trap.
"Here you go, it's time to get your heads ready to accommodate the lesson!"
"Yes, Buuuuu ..." all answered simultaneously.
Andrea's still not feeling well, for some reason.
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Hours home from school, the angkots that were waiting in front of the school building were full, began moving to transport children who were partially dependent.
Andrea who has not been caught because she lost the elbow was forced to ride Zellina's pickup car.
Even if you want to wait, there must be an angkot passing by. But Andrea was also too tired, she wanted to get home soon, bathe and fall. Ren has gone home to ride the Ojek Online first.
“Ndre, you why, say?” Zellina who was sitting in front looked at Andrea from the mirror of her powder box. Andrea looked uneasy, a whimper was unusual.
“Not knowing, how from the morning I was like not good like that Zel, it looks like someone is trailing?” Andrea rubbed his nape.
“You have a tail, Ndre?”
“Not, I don't feel good.”
“Sop tail is not good, Ndre?” Zellina was still struggling with her powder, making her carelessly ask questions.
Andrea took a breath, trying to patiently face Zellina. Apparently he was wrong why should also tell the innocent girl bin beloon.
“Typically, if the feeling is not good until many times like something will happen, Neng. Praying a lot." Mr. Supri, Zellina's driver, joined in, but instead made Andrea more worried.
“Iya, Ndre. Maybe the tail of the cow you ate slaughtered it does not use prayer first.” Zellina is getting nervous.
Andrea really felt wrong riding in that car. Moreover, Mr. Supri also supports his employer's son.
In front of the gate housing Andrea down.
“Be careful yes, Ndre. The truth does not want to be delivered until home?” ask Zellina. His head was poking out of the car glass.
“No need, I stopped by for drinks.” Andrea pointed to the minimarket next to the residential gate.
“Oh, I'll see you again at school, muach muach!” zellina.
Andrea waved, then walked into the minimarket to buy a bottle of her favorite drink, Thai matcha tea.
Mana knows, after drinking his favorite tea, his feelings improve.
His house was in a big new house. Andrea had to walk a long way to get to her house which was on the very back block. That's the reason why he had to screw his mother if he wanted to go to school, in order to save his calf which is getting tight because it often runs.
Just about to enter the gate, from the back two motorcycles speeding, like a race, both turn towards the residential area.
Andrea tucked her body against the side wall of the archway to get away.
But unfortunately, the two motorcycles did not want to queue, so there was a multiplication at the gate that was only enough for a car.
Andrea was surprised, apparently one of the bikers could not control the bike so almost hit him if not suddenly riding stopped in front of Andrea.
The other motor was speeding, the sound of the exhaust was roaring, feeling victorious.
“Heii ... montong race here!!” a father who was walking out of the house saw the incident, shouting from a distance, brandishing objects in his hands, threatening a speeding biker into the housing, then turned to the biker who stopped in front of Andrea.
While Andrea was still in shock, her body stuck tightly to the wall of the archway.
“Sorry, are you okay?” ask the biker who wants to hit him from the top of his bike.
Andrea glared, not because she saw the handsome male rider in front of her. But the other guy who was next to him.
"Kkk ... Are you?" but his voice was only heard by his own ears
Andrea looked back at the person who was yesterday afternoon suddenly in her room. Not expecting now he was nearby, stopping the rider's bike with one hand until he was dead.
“Sorry yes, I have to go. Thank goodness if it's okay ...” the rider guy looked strangely at Andrea who was silent. But he was also horrified to see the fathers running limping while brandishing an object, like a machete.
"I go first yes" exclaimed the rider as he turned his bike.
“It's okay, Neng?” ask the father, huffling for running. In his hand was a sandal.
Andrea regained consciousness from her shock, then quickly shook her head.
“No, sir .. but this, euuhh ... anu …. “ Andrea pointed at the man in black, wanting to explain something to the fathers, but his mouth stuttered instead.
Dad breathed a sigh of relief. “Yes already, thank goodness then, the children now really like the chatter. Dad first, look for nails first. The scandal broke, nih.” He said goodbye, his joints clamped in his ketek.
“Se ... actually, who are you?” Finally, Andrea had the power to ask the man in the champion costume who had been in his room yesterday.
“Euleuh euleuh, katempoeun euy,” shouted the man while fumbling, like a girl covering the aurat.
“Neng Andrea can see me?” tanyakanya.
Andrea looked in wonder, the man knew his name. “Saha maneh?” asked Andrea, a little screaming.
He was trying to find people to call for help, but the housing gate this afternoon was very quiet, only vehicles on the big road were passing by.
“Quiet, Neng. Hayu go home first, surely your mother has been waiting at home.”
“Eeehh, answer first. Saha maneh? If I don't answer, I scream …. “Andrea hitched the horses as Ren taught them to feel threatened.
“Include aides, Dulale. Commonly called Dale, don't doble L. I'm the patron tea of Karsijan.” The man extended his hand.
Andrea was surprised again. "All Aki?"
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