Not Suited to Exposure

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"Snitch four hours of lessons. Tumben-tumbenan."

I cleared my throat without answering anything.

I heard Andin snorting there. "Note I live in a drawer. I'll go back."

"Thank you Andin" I said sincerely and Andin hung up on her phone.

I looked down, right into my lap. The black mane I combed slowly, as I shook his shoulder. "Udah home. Wake up." I woke Rael up.

For four hours of lessons or about three hours he fell asleep and all I did was stare at him, if I got tired I would look up at the sky, and look at him again as I tired of looking up at the sky.

Rael wake. His face pajas with messy hair was blown away by the wind. If it were me, it would look really ugly. Other people with this one, waking up or not even his good looks remain the same.

I stretched out my hand and tidied her front hair slowly. I saw him close his eyes and I pulled my hand.

"People have come home" I said. "Curl down."

But he just kept silent while looking at me.

Rael blinked. "It's coming down" he said.

I let out a breath. "Please. Go first," I replied with anxiety.

Rael rolled her eyeballs. "Every princess."

Rael got up and crossed over in front of me to get down. I became anxious myself in case his legs slipped and fell down. I can't imagine next. So I held her uniform tight until her legs landed on the floor. After that he helped me get down. And get out of the rooftop.

Actually I want to ask where he got the rooftop key from. But my question was answered by itself when I arrived at the parking lot, a guy was waiting on his bike while playing mobile.

"Three more hours on the rooftop what's going on?" tanyanya sarcasm. "I'm lucky to be patient, if I'm not already gedor-gedor the door."

Rael responded casually. "May Allah repay all your patience" he said.

I smiled amusedly seeing the man who holds the position as chairman of the school is no longer able to argue because it has brought the name of God.

Rael pulled my hand towards where the bike was parked.

When the motor was on, I pulled out his left ear. "How many times have I said bring a helmet? What about at the ticket? What if it falls? You want to kill me?"

Rael manguh's. "Helm I'm wet, yesterday it's raining."

I let go of the ears. "Helm lo dry you won't bring it, will you? Alesen." - Alesan."

Rael grumbled while stroking his ears. "Yes. I'll bring it tomorrow."

I let out a breath. Rael is not a type of good student, but also not a type of delinquent. Still, dealing with him, I need to be more mature. I'm sure he won't be taking her tomorrow for any other reason. This guy really doesn't like wearing a helmet. He said make it sultry. Tidy it up for security.

Basis—

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"Sister Alma hasn't come home yet?"

Mom nodded as I asked. Mama's mouth looks really upset but I know she's worried. Although this is not the first time Alma has not come home this late, Mama is still worried as a mother.

"Your mom is dizzy taking care of your sister. Very stubborn," complained Mama.

And this isn't the first.

"A little while back, too" I said calmly.

Sure enough, after I said so, the main door opened slowly and I could see my brother sticking his head inside. The girl who was three years older than me was grinning as soon as she saw that Mama was already standing looking at her sharply.

"I asked, you answered," said Mama. If you wear me-celebration like this, it means Mama is angry.

"Ready Mistress" replied Brother Alma.

I shook my head to see his reaction that was said to be brave not really, said to be afraid not too.

"What time is it?"

"...nine-four seven."

"Women don't come home at that hour?"

"Temen Alma returned home at eleven o'clock just relax."

Mama hit the table to make me flabbergasted. "I asked you."

"Yes. Ja. No pantes."

Mama has a chest. "Two days ago you came home at nine-two seven. Tomorrow is nine-forty. It's almost 10 o'clock. What do you want to be a girl?"

Brother Alma pursed his lips but did not dare to look at Mama.

"A defense?"

Brother Alma raised his head waiting for this moment to arrive. Mama also never punished without hearing the explanation of the person concerned. If it sounded reasonable, he would consider it or even forgive it easily. And so it's the opposite.

"Rena was her birthday. You want a surprise tomorrow. But the hunger, yes it was straight away. This is thank goodness Ma. It's usually twelve o'clock."

Mama looked at him with a frown. Brother Alma himself blinked his eyes hoping Mama would believe.

Mama shook her head. "Where are you honestly?"

"It's real." Brother Alma pursed his lips. "Mama is also lebay. Not a very good night."

Mama glares. "It's almost ten o'clock!"

"Not yet ten."

"But mepet!"

I'm yawning. Seeing the quarrel of two people that I love even makes me more sleepy. But a fight like this won't break up my family. That's what I believed a long time ago. Most tomorrow they return lovey-dovey like a friendly mother and child.

"Feelings from the past there is nothing that you can teach like gini. Who the hell is Nurun from?"

"If not from Papa it must be from Mama. Who else tried?"

Hoaaamm~

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