Not Bucin's girlfriend

Hah?

Because of Azam's message last night, I'm out of focus. Starting from wrong clothes, until wrong about. Azam's influence on my health is really big.

I can't wait for the bell to ring, what exactly does Azam mean not to go home? My heart was really noisy from before. What does he want to talk about? I ... curious.

Is he going to apologize? Or is he just having a need for school? Uh, I think my head would break if I kept thinking about it.

Teeett. Teeeett. Teeeett.

Finally the bell went off as well. But different as a habit, I did not immediately clean up. I want to send a message to Azam, where we will meet. He really didn't tell me anything. But how does it feel to be disinclined, huh? Yeah, wait for him to come.

Aw, Ina! Where'd your courage go all this time, huh? Don't you have a lot of ammo from the novels you read? Cold men like Azam are hard to understand!

"You're not coming home, Na?" Ayu asked in wonder. He was holding a bag ready to leave the class.

I wave. "You, coke. Go ahead."

He looked at me strangely for a moment, then nodded, "OK."

Ah, now I'm only left in class. How long has it been since the bell rang? I can't remember.

"Oh, it's here." Someone's voice from the door made me turn my head, A Akbar and Azam!

I could only stand still, not knowing what to react to.

"We're waiting for you in front of the gate to know!" A ranting Akbar that makes me grimace.

"Sorry, Azam doesn't know where to wait."

A Akbar seemed to feel enlightened, he shook his head as if inexhaustible. What will talk to me is A Akbar? Thank goodness I was relieved. I would definitely feel awkward if it was just the two of you with Azam. What are we going to talk about anyway? There aren't.

"Yes, Her Ina has met. I'll go to the cafeteria first, okay? Bye!" Akbar left the class relaxed.

I can only afford to gawk. The sound of Azam's footsteps rattled me, he walked and sat right beside me. I just stared at the pass onto the blackboard, not daring to look at it.

"What's wrong?" ask me after a long silence.

"Boyfriend" she said, which made me furrow my eyebrows not understanding. I also had to look at Azam who was looking at me too. Uh, this is pretty embarrassing. I also lowered my head. It was fortunate that the distance of our seats was quite far, so I was sure that he would not hear the sound of my heart racing so loudly.

"You're welcome."

"Huh?" This is Azam talking about what the hell? I swear my brain is not connected! Not very clear! Accepted what? Accepted to be a core member of the volleyball team?

"We're dating." Okay, this time the sentence is pretty clear, but I still don't understand.

"Cock?"

Azam exhaled as if he was tired, "You immediately ran away that time."

Suddenly my mood turned upset, I looked at Azam as if he wanted to strangle his neck, "I didn't run away, it was time to go home. Your answer is not clear! Where do I know! I thought you rejected me! I want to move on! Why is it coming now? Do you think I still like it? Still want to be your girlfriend?"

Without me noticing the tears started to pool, why am I so whiny gini anyway! Not very cool! I wiped the tears violently. Ah, this really sucks, why am I crying in front of Azam? Shedding all my emotions during these few uncertain days.

There was a loud noise, and then, "Sorry."

Is this Azam who laughs? That azam?

"Ngapain laughing?!" my reply jutek, ah, my heart is really indefinable.

"But you still want to be my girlfriend, right?"