Not Bucin's girlfriend

#6

Finished the sport, Ina and her friends immediately glided to the cafeteria. Buy a variety of fried foods for snacks later in class. Although currently still not hungry, but when the lesson starts later would immediately want to eat. A mystery why you want to move your teeth to chew while the lesson hours are in progress.

Ina only buys fried bananas, while her friends buy instant brews of various flavors. Though they know after exercise should not drink ice, but the stubborn basis, they still buy it.

Taking advantage of the free time of ten minutes they should wear to change clothes, Ina and her friends even fun to hang out in the cafeteria while teasing the three-year-old aunt canteen child to tears.

"Na, Yayas is afraid to see your face! All the way there, tuh, right, he's crying!" Leli pushed Ina's shoulder far enough away from Yayas. The girl did not even interact with the cute mangrove-cheeked boy, but she was instead blamed.

Ina clucked in disbelief, "Yayas was crying because of the long rambling Ayu used so much no semicolon as the train tracks knew, not because look at my face. There is no way a blank face I can make a baby cry, there they are smiling because they can meet men of the same age. We're both cute, anyway."

Ina's friends show wanting to vomit, then they begin to get busy replying to each other's arguments, not caring about Yayas who is currently crying more and more. Until finally the aunt of the canteen intervened, it turned out that the boy was crying because he wanted candy that was being sucked Sopa.

They did not stop joking until the sound of the bell rang out and the picket teacher told them to go back to class. Still giggling, Ina and her friends immediately waltzed away leaving the canteen area.

When going up the stairs, Ina's eyes accidentally saw someone who would also climb the stairs. They looked at each other for a moment, before Ina snorted in annoyance and turned her face away. Fortunately, their distance was quite far, crossing each other with the ceremonial field in the middle.

Ina already knew the place that her boyfriend had just visited, where else if not the iron chair near the toilet? At least he played his favorite game.

Ina is still upset, even though they have not sent word for four days, Azam still looks ordinary. The guy seemed to not care even though he could not contact Ina once. This made him really upset, what was his presence that insignificant in Azam's eyes?

It feels like he wants to scratch the face of Azam's expressionless, or hit his head with a brick, who knows his brain so sliding and can think like most other normal humans. Ina really wanted the guy to come up to her and ask her why she couldn't call Ina's number. Instead of being quiet and acting like they don't care.

Argha! You shucks boyfriend!

In the misuh-misuh is unclear.

"Eh, you want to change clothes, right?" Leli asked as she folded her gray white uniform, then the girl clutched her in front of the chest. He immediately stood up, ready to go to the toilet.

"Males, uh!" reply Ina while sticking cheeks on the surface of the table.

"Wooy!" Soni kicked the table, making Ina's ears buzz long. The girl glared ferociously while rubbing the right earlobe.

"SONI SHUCKS! WHAT IF I WAS A BUDEK?" the rampage is uncontrollable. His hand was then raised to strangle the infuriating class leader.

Soni nodded and began to laugh cheerfully, not feeling guilty at all. "Bodo is great, Na! Haha. Anyway you guys have to change clothes, now this room already stinks of sweat! Don't make our classes more polluting, huh!"

Ina just clucked lazily, then looked at the guy who was currently already changed into wearing a gray white uniform. "If I don't want to change, what do you want?"

Soni smiled broadly. "You want me to change!"

Ina shuddered in horror, then replied scathingly, "Najis!"

"Assalamu'alaikum" said a voice from the door. Mr. Daus walked into the classroom, he is the teacher of the History of Islamic Culture who will teach now.

The children in the class simultaneously replied, "Wa'alaikumsalam."

Right after Mr. Daus sat down, Ayu raised his hand. "Sir, permission to change clothes, yes!"

Mr. Daus just shook his head slowly, already familiar with the good sense of the children of class XI MIA 1. He just nodded. Then clucked in thought when he left the class was more than half of it. Habits!