Ocean&Samantha

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"Lo truant again?"

^^^"Yoi."^^^

"Eh the shucks."

^^^"Why lo, nyet? Do you want to know what I told you?"^^^

"What? Buruan. I'm again in the toilet, I pretend permission for the call of a twin lak*nat like lo."

^^^"Info Bryan's dream type. He's a basketball club, isn't he the same?"^^^

"Oh why? Mo lo gebet?"

^^^"The school doesn't say much."^^^

"Later to send via chat, Oh yes daddy again at the cafe and soon here. Get ready for my sin-battered twin."

Samantha clucked when the Continent turned off the phone. So his father, aka Samuel, is going to be here? Wh-wh-what for?

Actually it didn't matter, but the possibility that he would be scolded and sit still for thirty minutes by hearing a lecture from his father was the thing Samantha hated the most. Samantha can't stay still, always active or overactive?

Because after all, even though Samuel was her father and sometimes was lenient to her, the creepy aura Samantha felt was indeed uncomfortable.

"Mam*my pussy, anjir."

.....

Samantha blinked her eyes several times, now lying on a long bench on the school rofftop. His eyes were staring at the cloudy blue sky.

Fortunately, because if the sky was really cloudless blue, Samantha would definitely be hot up there.

He didn't want to go down, let alone down. This is Samantha's favorite place if she is on the verge of boredom or when she feels she does not agree with the teaching staff at the Favorite High School.

"Stupid again?" Samantha looked back and almost exclaimed when she found Samuel, her father was behind her and looking at her.

His body wrapped in an office suit slowly approached him.

"Eh, Daddy.. noon, Dad."

Samuel breathed out slowly. "Why are you truant again and prefer here?"

"Pengen ngadem aja, Dad."

"Sammy, how long have you been like this, hm? Remember you're Moms-Dad's only daughter."

"Yes you know."

"What style makes you behave like this?"

"But Daddy used to be in high school, too, like skipping and playing at the school rofftop." Samantha paused for a moment, glancing at the silent father.

"Mommy told the story." Samantha continued her words.

Samuel felt that he had to remind Maya not to say all her mischief in High School because it could have been Samantha's shield for self-defense.

"Samantha, go back to class and learn the real thing."

"Why?"

"Sunday Miss Susan always just give notes to be copied without love explanation or understanding of the lessons of History." Samantha grunts little.

"It's just real, Sam can also stay at home."

"Absolutely, Miss Susan was like that?"

"Hm, and there are a few more teachers who like that. Sam doesn't like it."

Samuel breathed a heavy sigh.

"Sit here, Dad. Are you tired of standing still?"

Samuel snorted, but he sat down beside Samantha.

"All your complaints and your other friends can you submit to the principal right?"

Samuel loosened his tie.

"Same Dad, and you're back in class."

"But, Dad...."

"There's no but-but-an. Now back to class. Don't be like the guy who never ate your school bench, Sammy!"

Samantha grimaced, Samuel's words were often very spicy, it was revealed to her and the Continent.

"But Sam still wants to be here, Dad..."

"Samantha! Get down and go back to class!" Samuel with emphasis.

"Yes-yes." Samantha leads Samuel to her class.

With her face bent and legs bent, Samantha enters her class without greeting or anything. Just passing through Miss Susan who was sitting in her teacher's chair while observing all the students who were recording assignments from her.

"Hey Samantha, why are you late for class? You must have punishment." Ms. Susan speaks her own distinctive language style, mixing up different languages.

"Because it's back, ma'am." Samantha replied to her origin and immediately greeted the laughter of her classmates.

Miss Susan snorted. "Here you! Stand in front of the class until you get home."

Samantha shakes. "No, ma'am."

"Samantha!"

"Yes-yes." Samantha stood in front of the class leaning against the wall and closed her eyes.

"Samantha! I'm telling you to stand in front of the class instead of sleeping beauty" said Miss Susan upset.

Samantha grunted slowly. While Jully and her best friend Amel can only shake to see another one of Samantha's absurd behavior.

to be continue...