Naura Keyra

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Four🌈

’For all students and students of Bina Abadi Junior High School who will participate in the study tour, please go to the Hall. Now!’

“Ayok oi!” bring Shahila.

Keyra stared lazily. The girl with ogah-ogahan walked following the steps of her two best friends.

When I was in the hall. They chose to sit on the second row from behind.

A few minutes later,

Pak Anjar —their school head is already standing on the podium. The man pointed the microphone in front of his mouth. “Ehem, good afternoon children, the establishment of the Father here-”

"Wear with babibu all. Bottom line cake,” exclaimed the guy behind Keyra made the girl turn her head.behind her, Rafka, Ivan, Abian and also Rivan who looked mumbled. With the exception of Abian who sits by displaying his flat face.

Again and again Keyra did not see the frozen man.

“Be on the cake, bacot very!” sahut Keyra, staring cynically at Rafka.

Rafka who did not accept was about to stand up, if Ivan's hand did not hold it. “Eh, diem ya lo sodara monkey!” Rafka.

“Lo which should dong! Rich face ----”

"Baya Manu Rios! Iye, I know if I'm handsome, really use again,” Rafka's interruptions confident.

“Manu Rios means that? Cih, already handsome ass, burik la----”

"That's behind, want to replace you to speak in front?” again and again Keyra's words were cut. But not Rafka or tongkrongan guy's friend, but the headmaster himself who interjected.

“Iya sir! Rivan and Keyra want to replace me. All the concerts ahead, he said!” yell Rafka jahil.

Especially this?

Rivan steps on Rafka's foot, "lo can't he? Upil laron!”

“Rafka, quiet!” tutun Bu Indah —Teachers of Religious subjects who stand not far from the place of Pak Anjar.

The headmaster was facing straight, “According to you, in addition to the place we must visit there, better the last place we visit is the beach or palace of Yogyakarta?”

“Lah, not the show tomorrow malem? How was it determined?”

“Beach sir, more seger!”

“Keraton!”

"The wreckage at home sir! No money out, no feet pegel, mending chill, iye no Drill?” Rafka exclaimed as she looked at her three friends, asking for approval.

“Yoi!”

Rafka advances her body, the boy whispers in Keyra's ear. “Kalo tu Kepsek nentuin to the beach. Later right there, you will I jeburin to follow the same officials you there, yhaaa!” Keyra growls, he grabs Rafka's hair strong.

"Enough! You have decided, who is sitting in the back row and Keyra who did not listen to me, please tomorrow you come faster!” her word.

“Halah, at most we will not care,” Rafka murmured that can still be heard by Keyra.

"Keyra, Rafka! You guys stand in front of the flagpole, now!” said Mr. Anjar staring at Keyra and also Rafka.

“Good, please go back to each place! Don't stop by before you change clothes! I end, good afternoon everyone.” continued the headmaster. And then left the room that looked very clumsy.

“Bacot really is a person, do not know what if I sleep?!” Rafka yawns, ignoring Keyra's horror stare.

“Lo that snatched the dog!” sahut Rivan is upset.

“Happy enjoying his first afternoon, KaRa!” Ivan both.

“Hah? The kaRa? What? Food, huh?” tanya Rafka represents a question from Keyra.

Ivan ignores questions from Rafka, choosing to pass with his two friends, leaving Rafka and also Keyra. Because both of Keyra's friends have also moved on.

“KaRa what,?”

“Lo has me?” Rafka nodded, “keep me nanya who? Aish sneak into the field!” Keyra immediately ran towards the field followed by Rafka.

Finally, that hot afternoon, Keyra and Rafka spent in the middle of the field facing the flagpole with hands of mutual respect.

★★★★

After carrying out his sentence with Rafka, Keyra was again hugged by Rafka to their school which was a good distance from their school now. They still wear the uniforms OSIS want to buy snacks that they have often bought.

Arriving in front of SD Permata Bangsa. Keyra directly descended from the Rafka motorbike with a slight run approaching the three carts that were still standing upright in front of the SD. The girl sat on the green chair provided by the seller.

"Bang, his Leker 3 yes,” messages Keyra on a man who smiles at him. “Om Rahman, her egg roll 2 the plain one,” connect the girl to the egg roll seller who is serving the buyer.

“Siap neng, invited by his girlfriend,” tease Rahman on Keyra who does not realize the annoyed look Rafka behind him.

“E-eh? That babu Keyra is not Keyra's girlfriend,” said Keyra wide astounded.

Hush..

Keyra scratched his nape goosebumps, “lo why Af? Don't tell me you have a gatekeeper?” Ask Keyra timidly.

Rafka pinched Keyra's cheek, his eyes bulging like he wanted to finish off the girl, “hiyya, I want to make you as one of the concubines of king Gendurwo.” said with his heavy voice.

Keyra's hand spontaneously slapped a hard Rafka that left a red mark on the white cheek. “Aduh!” pekik Rafka holding his left cheek.

“Gue parnoan loh Af... Later if I can't sleep this gegara how?”

“Enlight stay I hug,” Keyra was about to slap again but his hand was directly choked by Rafka.

“Super hand like you won't I just crush my handsome guy!”

Keyra ignored him, the girl's gaze changed staring at the SD gate that opened with a security guard and a child who seemed to still wear SD uniforms.

Keyra ran towards the school gate. “Aaron's Father? That's his little boy why hasn't he come home?” Ask Keyra.

“Loh by Keyra? Oh this, Raga's parents said that her brother would be picked up, but it's been an hour or so has not been picked up,” said Harun explained.

Keyra looked at the little man named Raga pity, he slightly lowered his head to look directly at Raga's teary eyes. “Raga yes? We go there and buy snacks, all waiting for Raga's sister to pick up. Laper raga right?”

Raga nodded, “iya sis, Raga laper has not had lunch... Bang Er long ago, surely he is still angry with Raga,” said Raga in between her tears.

Keyra stared at Aaron for a moment, “Pak? Keyra ajakin Raga? Kasian him if waiting while nahan laper gini, in front of kok,” pinta Keyra assured.

Aaron chuckles, “iya neng, besides you believe that if you don't kidnap Keyra too,” Keyra also chuckles and stops by holding Raga's small hand to the place where Rafka is waiting.

In his place, Rafka glares at Keyra who is back with a little boy who seems a bit familiar. “Lo kidnap kid, heh? That-- lah Ragagagak?”

Raga looked up and instantly his view turned sparkling, “Bang Rafoneng! Time Raga is not invited with Bang Er. Though papa said Bang Er would pick up,” he said sad.

Keyra tiptoes to match her height with Rafka's ears, “Who lo Af?”

“My son is the same elo, Ra. When you forget?”

Rafka said without burden.

Keyra pinched Rafka's waist in anxiety, “serius njirt.”

“Ervin's grandfather, here you boy.” Rafka pulls Raga's hand towards his bike.

Keyra muses, “his brother is frozen, his adek is crybaby.” Keyra shook his head while chuckling, he approached the wagon earlier to take his order. After paying, Keyra went straight up to the bike. “Lo want to go home or I'm a boy?”

Raga who sat in front of Rafka turned her head back as Keyra thrust egg rolls at her,

“home aja afraid mother nyariin,” said plain, eating egg rolls that greedily.

Rafka drove his motorcycle through the streets that he used to pass with his friends.

“beautiful but skinny sister looks like a dead body whose name is?” Tanya Raga glanced at Rafka's rearview motorbike which showed Keyra's pretty face and the girl's flying hair.

Rafka's laughter immediately broke, “Noh Ra, Raga's cake boy only know if you're already skinny, dead body again.”

Keyra's face flushed red, the girl hit Rafka's shoulder hard. “Queensha Keyra Naura, you can call Kak Key,”.

“What if Queen? Sister is the queen of Raga,” her dreadlocks.

“Sa ae lo boy, sprawl down! Samplein to Mr. Lo if I ask for gasoline money.”

Keyra looked at the towering golden-coloured gate, two guards standing in front of the gate as soon as he heard the roar of the stopped motor. “Masuk mas Rafka, sir and mistress are on their way to Amsterdam, and maybe later tonight just come home,”.

“Why is the report the same as me sir? Where is ervin?”

Keyra who is no one just silently listened while rubbing the head of Raga dear.

“Gatau mas, probably at home Rafka mas with his friends.” Timpal the other security.

Rafka patted his eel, “astaga forgot my dog,” his inner.

“Yaudah, the boy should not be in the barin himself sir, afraid of wildness for nuyul again,“ he said without sin, slightly pushing the shoulder of Raga who was still at home near Keyra.

“Doad sister beautiful, fine yes same BangRaf ugly bin ngeselin.” Raga then ran into the mansion leaving everything behind.

Rafka growling, “awas aja lo kak.”

“I'm sorry sir,” said Keyra representing the one taken by the two guards.

Rafka motorbike drove away from the luxury housing.

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