Naura Keyra

Naura Keyra
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SMK Andromeda's,


7:15


“Pftt, hahaha I can't make a stop ngakak, Ra.” Rafka parked her bike in the parking lot of Andromeda SMK by biting her lower lip, holding back a laugh. Arriving in front of the gate, many who stared at the motor sport was curious, precisely curious about the geeky-looking person sitting on a Rafka motorcycle.


In the parking lot is crowded, even members of the paskibra and other ceremonial officers are ready on the edge of the field which is not far from the parking lot, there is also Naya and Shahila, there, looking at Keyra and Rafka.


“Who, Raf? You want to take me again? Is Keyra not enough? This is the girl who is far below me, you embrace too?” Inner Naya.


“Laughter is natural, Raf. Not the cake usually,” murmured Shahila slowly.


In place, Keyra hit Rafka's shoulder hard, “lo don't be shy, I! My heart breaks jedug nih njjirr gegara lu laughs himself,” chirped Keyra.


Rafka caught the tiny hand of Keyra, “I should have told you that! Where there is my cake cogan, want deket-deket even boncengin chick geeky bin ugly kek elo,” he said sarcas.


Keyra was not offended, because that was the reality. “Lo right pas nganterin I bought another same wig, dah know, keep why still want to pick me up, ha?”


“My color is handsome, kind and not arrogant!” Rafka restores her dark hair a little red back.


Keyra growls in annoyance, “astaga Afka, lo narcissistic really know not?!” The girl's hand stretched out justifying the location of her own glasses.


“Ahaha, I'm not a narcissist, it's a reality wleek,” Rafka stuck out her tongue, mocking Keyra.


“Ra, you don't want to see Bang Alvin first?”


“Bang Alvin?”


“Well he bangs his Aunty Rhea, a dilapidated captain no match,” said Rafka.


“Yes I know who Bang Alvin is, keep calling him ‘Bang’ instead of ‘Pak?'’ I thought she was Babang tamvan,” reply Keyra upset.


The sound of a knock on the microphone makes Keyra and Rafka run quickly to the secretary room, “Af, where? The hunt is a daft ceremony again start!”


“Lah I just went to school here two months, confused is cokk!”


“Argghh Afka is useless!”


From the back, a man wearing a shirt in a coat came with a tote bag with sunglasses attached to cover his eyes, the man remained confident despite carrying the pink tote bag, no matter what it contained.


“BANG ALVIN!” Shouted Rafka suddenly, fortunately the middle tenth class corridor was quiet, because all his students were already in the field to attend the flag ceremony.


Keyra observes the man who just passed his second, “ganteng really yawoh aki-aki.”


“Aki-aki mbah mu!” Reply Rafka sewot, see the sparkling gaze Keyra behind his round glasses, Rafka does not like.


“Gue Arvin,” said the man who immediately turned, climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor.


“Jeez pantesan walking wall! Anyway is Jihan sick again?” Rafka Mumbles.


“Afka where? I have to find the secretary's room first, anyways why no one initiative tells my class anyway?” Dumel Keyra's.


According to Keyra, her father gave her class information, rather than giving her a credit card that she would not have used.


“Well I just inget njer, it's we missed,” Rafka spontaneously pulled Keyra's hand and turned around, both slightly running with their heads slightly bowed.


After arriving at the front of the white-painted wooden door that read ‘head of the school,’ Rafka led in without knocking on the door first.


“Lo if not his son Bang Cakra, and I slashed lo, Raf.”


That was the first sound that Keyra heard, the girl shuddered in horror at the joke coming out of her new principal which was indeed very similar to the glasses guy.


Handsome, but scyho!


Alvin seemed to have just realized the existence of Keyra, the man immediately cleared his throat and straightened his body.


“Previous human bushes,” murmured the man who was met with laughter from Rafka. Keyra just snorted without wanting to retaliate, the girl did not know the man in front of her, let alone the position of Alvin was the principal. So, did Keyra dare to go berserk? Of course not!


“Please sit down first,” invite Alvin friendly, but his eyes glare at Rafka who as good as his eel eat his favorite snack at the table.


“Intro!”


“Hah? Intro?”


“Eh I mean, your name?” Tanya Alvin trying to stay cool.


“Keyra Naura, Sir.”


BRACKET!


“YOU SON BANG DAVIN?”


Clumsily, Keyra replied with a nod.


If gini, really using ginian, Papa can be embarrassed in front of his acquaintances, huhuhu.


“NORMAL AJA DONG, INGET DEPARTMENT!”


“Pftt haha gosh, my stomach saket,” Alvin holding his belly, “fake nerd, girl? I already know your face from Bang Davin, pfft so keinget barrel,” said Alvin with a loud laugh.


“Sorry, sir, where is my classroom?”


“Don't be formal with me, call me Bang Alvin.”


“Sorry once again Sir, this school is not a motorcycle taxi base that requires me to call you by the designation ‘Abang.’ So, my classroom where?” Keyra asked impatiently, the girl did not want to be made fun of by Rafka and Alvin.


“That Bang, her,” Rafka pointed to Keyra with her chin, “will be dilapidated in time. Gc let you know the class,” said Rafka.


Alvin was still trying to hold back his laughter, the man chose to reach for his phone, looking for information inside his smartphone.


“You are in classroom X ACCOUNTING 1, 2, 3.”


“Ha?”


“Please excuse me, Sir. May you know my class is ten accounting 1, 2 or three?” Keyra becomes a grumpy herself with her absurd headmaster.


“Where do you choose?”


Brak!


“PAK!”


Keyra breaks the table and makes Rafka and Alvin laugh. Strange indeed, not angry, both of them laughed.


“I like your style, you look a lot like the time Bang Davin rampaged, hahaha.”


Jesus, my head is crazy!


“OK, sorry my two children are in love! I just found entertainment on this boring blind morning,”


“Have a doubt!” Inner Keyra and Rafka.


“Akh is not cool,” muttered Alvin slowly seeing his two proteges in serious mode. “You are in the tenth grade of accounting 3, let's sunbathe first, briefly again the ceremony starts.”


Keyra and Rafka moved along, when they were on the field, Rafka easily pulled the Keyra bag and put it behind the automotive children's row. Many stared at Keyra cynically, the girl ignored him, why look back? Just know no!


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TBC DARLING:V


I forgot, I'm single


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