
"Don't say ambiguous words like wey" Gram replied.
"Yes-yes... Anyway if I say that, then you think it's weird, it's not my fault" replied Mona, as Gram began to run the bike again.
"Eisha... Whichever girl is wrong, all girls are right." thought Gram, then immediately speed up the course of the motorbike he was driving.
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Long story short, when he arrived in front of the school, Gram immediately parked the Mona motorbike to the parking lot. Mona is still on the bike.
Gram and Mona who headed to the parking lot, also met with Dion who was arranging the motors there.
"Dion, so what money's the parking lot guy?" ask Gram while grinning at Dion who focuses on arranging.
Dion turned to Gram, and his eyes fell on the man behind Gram. Mona, who noticed Dion's glare, got off the bike and approached Dion.
When approached by Mona, Dion glared at Mona, possibly in a panic. Yeah, everyone Mona's been in contact with, they're all Mona's samsaks.
"Hey-hey... Isn't this Dion," said Mona, then pat Dion on the right shoulder, while Dion himself was still dumbfounded.
Dion then walked quickly to Gram who was parking the bike, then glared at Gram.
"He's... She really went to school here?" whispered Dion.
"Y-yeah." replied Gram somewhat hesitantly, while turning his gaze away.
"Cih," Dion jolted, then turned back and looked towards Mona, who seemed to be looking at the entire school building.
"I hope he's not as barbaric as he used to be, Gram," Dion said.
"Quiet down. At least, now she's like a girl in general. Anyway, I don't think he's going to be the way he used to be" Gram replied, then stood next to Dion.
"Later on my day off work, you wanna hang out where it's not?" ask Dion.
"Later huh? How about stopping by Mona's house?"
"Huh?! Why?"
"Alem I went to his house, there was Rafi's brother. Yeah, well, there's a piano,"
"Yes continues? Uh wait. Rafi's sister?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Can I go to your house first, right?"
"okay."
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Gram, Dion and Mona rush to her classroom. However, unlike the previous days, Gram is now in the spotlight of the school residents, all eyes are on him.
Gram walks down the hallway with Mona on her shoulder.
"A lot of people look at you, not ashamed of you?" ask Dion on Gram.
"Tau nih's. Mon, peek. There are so many people, aren't you ashamed?" gram asked Mona, who did not seem to ponder the question at all.
"Away... Yes-yes," Mona immediately released her embrace.
Arriving at class, Gram sits in her seat, and Mona... Yeah still with Gram.
"Gapain you?" ask Gram to Mona.
"Eh? Why mother?" ask back Mona.
"Yes find your own seat, here guys and girls are not my fellow," replied Gram, pointing at the row of girl benches.
Mona then nodded, and then left in front of Gram. When Mona gets into girl territory, Gram realizes something.
"Hmm? From the first child is higher than other girls yes, about if I spread the barbaric story Mona who used to, will anyone want to be friends with him not yes?" thought Gram wondering.
"Sir Bar, from now on the cake will not ride again deh angkot me,"
"Well? Why bro?" ask Bara again, while sitting on his bench uyang behind the Gram bench.
"Noh..." Gram then pointed to Mona, "I'm her personal driver" Gram explained, leaving Bara stunned.
"Private driver? That car?"
"Ah no, motorbike anyway."
"Oh... How can you do boncengin bro? Anyway, who's the girl? Yesterday there was no cake."
"His name is Mona, my friend from Kindergarten until Elementary School, after which she has a different school from me."
"Oh that's it."
"Yes, more or less so."
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Long story short, the first and second hour lessons were finished, the break hour arrived. As in previous days, Gram was sitting alone on his stool, when all the students in his class went to the cafeteria.
Arima... Yes, Arima came to him, with an annoyed look on his face.
"Why you?" ask Gram.
"Who is this girl called Mona? How do I hear he's talking to you?" ask back Arima, with a facial expression that shows annoyance.
"Can't he tell you about me? If he tells me about me, it's my fault?"
"Hmmm... But, he's not who you are, right?" aeima asked, sitting down next to Gram.
"nothave. You don't know who he is? Don't want that acquaintance?"
"Emmm. No, the cake he's the guy will be popular that, if I'm friends with him, I might lose to him."
"Haha. Maybe there's a point to you, but he's really cool. Not the person sitting on the bench behind you, what's his name?"
"Who? Adel huh? Why her?"
"A little while you know, yesterday when you bought something to the cafeteria, he took me. Again, I'm trying to make that math fight."
"Oh, kirain. You know, his name is also an ambitious man, and you can handle him anyway."
"Gini Ma, I intend to lose to him. Let him feel victorious, and not feel the competition from me, I'm so lazy to be pitted at that."
"Oh so that's a guy's mental?" said someone from aeah of the classroom door, who turned out to be Adel.
Gram and Arima stare at Adel. With a sense of confusion, Gram also stood up while continuing to look at Adel.
Adel approached Gram and Arima, "Gram, I really want to duel with you now. There was no word of rejection, I had planned it, and asked the math teacher to be the problem giver" Adel said, pointing with his index finger at Gram's face.
"That's really troubling. But if I get caught the more often he bothers me, mending I take it, "gram thought, looking at Arima who was daydreaming towards Adel.
"Aren't you Papa Ma?" ask Gram.
"Eh yes-yes... I have no papa." answered briefly from Arima, along with him who was awakened from his daydream.
"Arima, sorry... I really want to minjam your guy, I won't take it, take it easy," Adel told Arima in a relaxed tone, but previously spoke firmly to Gram, rather than being said firmly might be suitable if you say snapping Gram.
"From-than... Going back and forth, the match was also the most ordinary questions," thought Gram.
"We're competing in twelve-grade applied mathematics!" snapped Adel onto Gram again.
"Huh!? Twelve? Applied mathematics again, where can I," replied Gram.
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