Not Bucin's girlfriend
Volleyball Tragedy 2
Be after the incident, every time someone plays volleyball, the cafeteria will cover part of the place. Making many people protest because the canteen becomes increasingly narrow and difficult for snacks, the queue gets longer.
But I didn't feel the slightest trauma, one week later I went back to playing volleyball again during the break. I was just a little sorry for making a fuss and having to spend a lot of money to replace the spilled oil.
I continued to play as usual even though it came from all over, especially my classmates. They mocked me as a volleyball fryer for an entire week. Not to mention my fellow ex-kul, they were completely satisfied laughing at me. Idong is one of them.
Because of that, I became quite famous in school. Of course not in a good sense, a lot of girls were gossiping about me in the back. Calling me a caper girl, even though I came to play because I really wanted to volleyball. Huh, indeed girls and rumors are difficult to separate.
I don't blame them either, anyway. Nor hate. Because what? Yeah, let's just say they think anything about me, ugly I don't care. These are the ones who sin. Besides, I like ugly people, too. So I understand it quite. Haha.
I hit Idong when the guy didn't stop laughing. I am so happy that he laughed at me. Sucks. "You have also done tragedies, yes!" sulku.
"What?" she said with a small laugh, she seemed to have grown tired of laughing.
"The ball you hit across the fence." I pointed at the school guardrail which was almost the same height as the two-story building, at the end of which there was a lot of barbed wire for nothing. Preventing the malingering maybe? I'm not sure there are crazy people who want to climb a wall that high, especially because behind the wall it's a pretty creepy place. My friends and I often see strange things there, like a lot of amulets hanging on a rope made like a place to hang laundry clothes. I'm not sure about the residents.
The guy grimaced, scratching his head which seemed to be really itchy. "The root of the serem, you know! I changed the ball the same new one. And the tragedy was not as dramatic as a ball to the frying pan," he said, sounding jumawa. What should be boasted about the tragedy try?
Where is Ayu going anyway? Why wash your hands for so long? Looks like the bell coming in will be ringing soon. I dyed and found the girl in the cafeteria. Buset, that's a heart-fed boy asking for gall. Ask to be delivered, pas has been delivered even ninggalin. He asked for it in his real satay.
I say goodbye to Idong and walk towards the cafeteria to approach the girl who said she had no money but instead got a lot of it. I didn't realize that a pair of sharp eyes were following my movements from earlier.
***
When I returned to class, I remembered Azam telling me to open the message. I immediately opened the bag to look for the phone, after stirring for a while, I found it at the bottom of the bag blocked by the book. But as he was about to learn, the teacher who was going to teach came. Shrugging my shoulders, I'll open the message later. Now I better focus on learning first, my stomach is no longer sick. Only the remaining anal hole is painful, although it is quite disturbing when sitting like now, I can breathe a sigh of relief because I no longer need to go back and forth to the toilet.
I opened the textbook, started seriously studying.
