Not Bucin's girlfriend
#3
It is not easy to stand side by side with your boyfriend during the ceremony on Monday, maybe others will feel happy or deg-degan, but what Ina feels is even mules. The girl wanted to get away from Azam immediately. His frustration was still not faded, even now, even though he was standing beside her, the man showed no signs of caring for her whereabouts.
Ina kept her head down, hoping that time would go by quickly, why would the ceremony have to be so long? His mind was upset. He did not even make a sound when he was supposed to sing Indonesia Raya song and national mandatory song. Ina also did not hear the guy beside her singing, but she was quite curious about Azam's voice.
The girl who always wore the instant hijab moved her bored legs, she wanted to stand leaning against the back wall, but did not want to do that because Azam was nearby. Although she was angry, Ina wanted to keep her self-esteem. Finally to the end he just stood down and moved his bored feet.
After the ceremony was over, the line started to irregular. Many had been standing in front of the retreat and squatting in the back row. Ina had to retreat to the wall because many wanted to get close to Azam, making him want to check.
He could only surrender and lean on the body, his eyes closed for a moment, until someone poked his upper arm and pulled out a piece of paper. Ina received the paper after saying thank you. The custom in Madrasah Aliyah 47 Dokar is to always read Asmaul Husna every time the ceremony is completed. Ordinary days are also the same, read, only usually done in class after or before reading the holy verse of the Qur'an.
Ina frowned when she realized Azam chose to stand next to her, her face looking annoyed for some reason. He wanted to ask why, but stopped thinking if the guy would ignore him. It is impossible for Azam to be seen interacting with Ina in public like now. Sucks.
Then why was that guy standing next to her? Ina clucked resentfully, then chose to focus on reading Asmaul Husna alone. The thought of Azam's behavior will never end.
After reading Asmaul Husna, the paper that had been distributed was collected by the board of OSIS. Now there were a few dozen people wearing white-gray uniforms lined up in front. They are the ones who are bad. One of the notoriously chatty teachers was scolding them, while the other students were told to return to class immediately.
The line began to disperse, Ina walked towards the teacher's office, because the misfortune was that the girl kept a bag on an iron chair in front of the teacher's office. He thought Azam would say hello, just smile or say hi, let alone they have not sent a message since yesterday. But reality slaps him, the guy just passes by to get to Akbar. Without even glancing at Ina in the slightest.
Again the girl was upset. Ina stomped her feet, her lips advancing because of the scruff. Immediately retrieved a dark blue carrying bag that was already on the floor, it seemed to fall into nudge the same people took the bag. There were a lot of bags piled up there, so Ina was not too surprised. Even though he is still not happy, what if his bag is stepped on? Addresses can be damaged stationery and cell phones inside.
Ina immediately went to class, impatient to meet her tepos buttocks with the seat surface. He was really sore from standing for quite a while.
Ina approached them, then greeted. "To the canteen?" ask him pleasantries.
Ayu nodded in excitement, "Yep, would you like to come along? Uh, you were bad luck? Pantes didn't go to mushola."
Ina smiled awkwardly, Ayu indeed if you talk sometimes like not thinking first, she opened disgrace just like that.
"I go to class first, yeah!" Ina immediately resigned and left her friends. His mood was not too good for early morning snacking. Azam really made his mood freefall.
Arriving in class, Ina is greeted by Soni and Awan who are busy copying out of either way, perhaps a Math PR. He immediately put the bag down, then put his hands on the table. What should he do to improve his mood?
Ina flicked her finger as her main hobby flashed. Yeah, he better read it. The girl recalled yesterday that one of her Mayan world friends suggested downloading an app for reading and writing, NovelToon. He said the writer he followed in the orange world wrote there too. If not wrong the title of the story is Blue Attack.
The girl immediately searched the phone inside the bag, then activated the data. Soon there were several incoming messages, all of them not very important, so he ignored them. Ina's heart was back incestuous when she could not find a message from her boyfriend, but she hoped he would send her a message. Knowing this, Ina was wasting her precious hope. He had to stop before he began to depend on the existence of Azam.
"Son," called Ina to Soni who was still busy writing. The guy simply replied with deheman, not wanting to be bothered. "How can you keep your data active but not get messages from others?"
Soni glanced at him for a moment, then clucked. "Block the number, it's hard." Then the guy got busy writing.
Ina smiled at Soni's brilliant idea. Soon he tinkered with his phone. Without a doubt the girl blacklisted Azam's number, where she would no longer be able to receive messages or calls from him. After that he started downloading the app that his friend suggested, ready to read without interruption and high expectations.
