Not Bucin's girlfriend

#37

After the ceremony Azam dragged his friends to the cafeteria on the grounds of asking for taxes, which of course he refused. Instead of feeding his greedy friends and sometimes like darmaji (dahar lima ngakuna hiji) aka eating five ngaku only one, mending also money secured to give thanks to the more needy. Or orphans or poor.

"Geez," he replied lazily. He just sat quietly among the noisy chatter of his friends. They monopolized the canteen area as if it was theirs, making some girls who wanted to snack back off regularly, either out of embarrassment or not daring. No one will bite or tease.

"Medit basis, it's very stingy to say, money is also stingy," commented one of his friends.

Of course Azam did not care, the guy just looked away, bodo very. The boy immediately threw his shoes at Azam's head.

"Eh, which one is your boyfriend, Zam?"

"Repo."

"Mighty spy, anyway. Just want to know his face pray, really, will not be scrapped or snatched."

"You want him to be excited, he won't be interested in you."

"Asdfghjkl." The man was at a loss for words instantly, if he could, he wanted to put a bowl of sambal into Azam's mouth.

Only one person thought it was funny, who else if not Akbar. He laughed while holding his stomach. His classmates are too kepo, but Azam will not make their kepoan easily treated.

Azam was then silent as others began to discuss different topics, ranging from motorcycles to neighboring BHs flying due to strong winds. Understandably the beginning of the year like now is still the rainy season, so the wind is also strong.

"*****, that's a very bright red BH, big size, but who has a grandmother. My holy eyes have been tarnished, tomorrow-tomorrow if I don't want to go home again through there."

Azam's friends laughed again, enjoying the misfortune that befell one of them.

"Rezeki whatan, this is called calamity. Make it a trauma."

Their conversation gets more exciting, being XII class does make Azam and his friends closer and closer. Life is like that, isn't it? It feels comfortable when soon will be separated and take their respective paths. Hanging out in the cafeteria like now is one way to enjoy their togetherness in MA which will not be long. Before any picket teacher expels, abstain for them to go to class.

Who joined there were not only Azam's first class friends, but also other XII classes. Understandably, because it is not a favorite school so the number is not too much. Classes are dominated by women, although it's an IPS major. Not because of anything, but because there are only a few. One class is only 20-25 people. With one class per class. So the school is not too much.

Their chatter was a little stalled when a girl broke through and snacked without caring about them. He looks unconcerned around and just focuses on choosing snacks. They ignored him before Akbar interrupted and caused a stir.

"So who's Azam's girlfriend? The man."

"Him?" Someone pointed at Ayu with a face of disbelief, not expecting Azam's taste is a bar-bar chick. Indeed most of them know Ayu because of her matchless disappointment.

"No, elah. But the one behind him."

Akbar pointed at Ina who seemed to be thinking about something quite far from the canteen, the girl looked very focused and entered into her own world. I don't know what he was thinking, but when the girl suddenly smiled broadly for no reason some of them immediately cringed. The boyfriend of an abnormal person like Azam is indeed not an ordinary person, but equally abnormal.

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Hello, sorry I didn't update for a long time. **

My job is quite a lot, because only entered the 4th semester so I still feel boisterous. I need to update again if it's free, yes. Thank you for waiting for the story of Ina Azam, sorry if it becomes less and less feel. **

btw, this chapter reviews the old bat, it has been more than 3 days **