
Using the reason for the pee, Akbar permission to go to the toilet. In fact, he visited the aunt of the cafeteria whom he had longed for. Fried means. Where she misses the aunt of the canteen who every day is the same affectionate. Akbar is not a actor.
After satisfied eating six fried foods, the man paid the right price. Unlike his other friends who are so cool eating five talk only two. Poor aunt canteen, long time can go bankrupt if the buyer so all.
Feeling that it had been too long outside the classroom, Akbar immediately waltzed away from the canteen. He was afraid to be found out the picket teacher who was chatty could beat the bunting mothers who were craving. He is also lazy if he has to be punished by the ceremonial field, very shy. A boy as brave as himself must hold a broomstick.
Akbar walked leisurely up one staircase after another connecting the canteen with the OSIS room, fortunately the room was empty. If there is a occupant, his address will be reported to the picket teacher. Sometimes he felt upset, wanted to protest, why if he went to the cafeteria and was found out the picket teacher was always punished, but if the children of OSIS get together during class hours were not ever scolded. The world is not fair.
The guy was frowning, peeking at the class that was studying. His teacher was reading the textbook up front, very focused, not aware of his students on the wayward. There are whispers, playin mobile phones, there are even those who are sleeping. Akbar shook his head, indeed the behavior of schoolgirls is all the same. Whether it's class X, class XI, or class XII, it makes no difference.
Akbar squinted, trying to focus on looking for someone he knew the members of this class. Azam's girlfriend, this is Fitriani. At her age, the girl sat at the second table from the front, but today the chair was empty. Where the hell is he? Didn't you come in? Azam said nothing, though.
It was then that his gaze met the girl, the girl he wanted to avoid the most at this school. He immediately threw away his face and sped up a step, not wanting to deal with her.
When he reached the third floor, Akbar heaved a sigh of relief, thinking if the girl he knew his best friend Ina would definitely not chase after him. But he was wrong, the girl had suddenly appeared in front of him. Ah, this must be because Akbar had daydreamed for a while.
The guy was sweating coldly, for whatever sake in this school, he didn't want to deal with the girl before him. He's traumatized.
"Why run?" asked the girl while breathing, it seemed like she was also running to catch up to Akbar.
The man threw his face away, unwilling to respond.
Ayu let out a breath of air, then started to open her voice to convey her wish. "Tell the same statue, his girlfriend again snatched, he was sneaking in the toilet downstairs from earlier. Kasian, tell him to go or what the cake is. If you do not buy the drug so that the withdrawal stops. Just tell me to buy bread too, that boy like he hasn't had breakfast. Same water, but not milk. Si Ina was so stupid, anyway. I know you can't eat spicy, even ...."
Akbar grimaced, yes, he was traumatized by this girl. His name is Ayu, if you open your mouth will not stop anytime soon. He ever wanted to go to the toilet, has been really cool, uh even met this girl. He was talking like a train track, until Akbar almost peed in his pants.
The guy frowned, he only caught if his girlfriend Azam was snapping. The rest just go in the left ear out the right ear. He twisted his brain, looking for a way to cut his speech. Akbar wants to go back to class.
Akbar flicked his finger. He immediately raised his voice. "Stop! Okay, thanks for the information. I'll tell Azam right now, pity Ina if he's not given the medicine right away. He'll be dehydrated later, if he dies from a lack of fluid, it'll be chili."
Ayu put on a less happy face, the girl did not like her speech being cut. But, when he would return to voice, Akbar had run away to leave him. Making the girl could only cluck in annoyance and return to class.
Akbar rubbed his chest of relief when he was sitting in his chair, finally separated from the annoying girl. He immediately looked to the right, his colleague was focusing on looking ahead. Either he's focused on listening to the teacher's talk or just daydreaming. Akbar doesn't know.
Akbar nudged Azam's leg, making the guy turn his head towards him unhappily.
Akbar just put on a big smile, it is common to get annoying replies from friends since childhood.
"Your girlfriend is sick again" he told her in a whispering voice, afraid that the teacher would not listen to her explanation.
Azam just raised next to an eyebrow, then focused back to the front. Making Akbar shake his head inexhaustibly. Why do so many girls like the same shitty guy as him? She has a boyfriend who is spoken to hard.
Akbar then kept quiet, he started to open his textbook back. Although he did not know which material his teacher was discussing. She doesn't care much about Ina, but she's not who she is. He has also delivered Ayu's message about her.
Moments later, Akbar put on a troubled face. Azam really could not keep quiet. What's with this guy? Very unusual.
"What pain?" azam asked in a voice that sounded agitated. Makes Akbar almost choke on his own saliva. So these guys can worry too? Pantesan from earlier could not be silent.
Akbar smiled slightly, indeed only Ina could make Azam behave like a normal human. It all started since Azam met the girl a year and a half ago.
"She's snapping" he said in a whisper. Then, Azam immediately got up and let out of the classroom. Making Akbar shake his head again inexhaustibly. Love can change a person's personality, yes.