OUR LOVE IS NOT THEIR LOVE
CKBC 2
"Troy, you look at Rosa the longer the more beautiful ya." Funnel aka Toni who was sitting next to Troy pointed to a beautiful girl who had just entered the cafeteria. Funnel name was obtained because if the voice speak loud kayak toa.
"Rose child 10 IPS 3? Which hair is often ponytailed?" asked Troy without turning his gaze away from the games on his phone.
"No, that's Dicky's girlfriend. Rosa, son of 11 IPA 2. Transfer from Brisbane. That's half a bule." Info Seto the head of their school basketball team.
"Oh that one. It's normal" Troy commented as he continued to play his phone. "Yeeeaaah..I finally won!!"
"Jeez Troy. Winning to play Sudoku is a big scene," said the Ambassador who sat next to him. The ringing felt as a result of Troy's scream. The others laughed seeing Duta rubbing his ears.
"Lo really isn't interested in her?" seto asked while plucking bricks from Troy's plate.
"Woy, why is my food running out?" troy asked irritatedly when he saw the contents of his plate were almost gone.
"I'm not the only one eating" Seto elak. "That Ambassador and the Funnel are also eating."
"Troy, don't you have any intention of rasa?" ask Seto curiously.
"Elo why the hell? Elo want to sneak him in? Yes, you have deketin. I'm again ngincer Safira 11th grader IPA 4."
"The ustadzah? A really cold veiled girl with a guy? Seriously lo?" ask Ilyas, the most pious guy in their group. "Don't Troy. Meningan elo ngegebet si Vonny, 12th grade IPA 1. He's had a heavy crush on you since 10th grade."
"Why does Elo object to Yas? Don't-don't you like Safira too," asked the curious Ambassador. The others waited for Ilyas' answer.
"Not that, I'd like him if he was made a toy with Troy. Sapphira is still plain. Anyway why the heck is near the test still think of girls. Focus woy focus!"
"Iye mr. ustadz. Already ah, let's go to class. Come on in a minute, nih," take Troy to their gank chief. "Gue is lazy if you get called to the secretary room just because you are late to class. Especially after this lesson time Anto bald."
"Same time om himself afraid, bro," ledek Duta.
"It's not Anto that I'm afraid of, but Linda's oma. Si Anto will definitely report the same oma. If oma finds out, she'll report to Broto. Malesin I'm dealing with him."
The others followed Troy while shaking their heads. Everyone knows that Brotoyudho, the headmaster, is Troy's stepfather. Oma Linda is the mother of Kemala, Troy's mother. While his biological father was already dead when Troy graduated Junior High. Oma Linda is the chairman of the foundation that houses their school. Anto is the youngest son of Oma Linda who teaches as a math teacher at the school. Troy's relationship with Brotoyudho or commonly called Broto is not very good because usually all the mischief of Troy will be reported to Linda's oma. If until Ia Linda knows, can berabe. All facilities can be frozen for a month. No more clubbing, no more traveling. Even more sadistic, distop pocket money.
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"Asshalaamu'alaykum. Nyaaaak, Angga pulaaaang!" Shouted Angga while entering the house sily Rodiah, his grandmother. The living room looks empty. Where the hell is it? Bang Juna hasn't come home from work yet? ask Angga in heart. Usually at this hour bang Juna is already sitting sweet in musholla.
"Yahaaak! Engkoooooong! Aaaaang! Where are the people?" Angga put his shoes on the shoe rack neatly. If Rodiah's good look at the messy shoes, it can be ascertained tomorrow he went to school nyeker aka without shoes.
"Den Angga what the hell is screaming?" tanya mpok Mumun, a domestic assistant who has worked for their family since Ahmad, Angga's father, is still single.
"The house is very quiet. Greeting grace no one nyutin. Where the hell is mpok? Where did you say hello Angga?"
"Wa'alaykumussalaam and Angga. I answered yes. Last mpok again fried fish favorite broth den Angga. If mpok livesin is afraid of gosongs. Later den Angga will not be eating peda."
"Pok, sieve and crank where the hell?"
"So the nurse and the mistress went to the house of the woman Amir, escorted by the same den Juna. He said, den Juna would propose to Priska the widowed daughter of Amir," info mpok Mumun. Angga who was drinking immediately choked on hearing it.
"It's not wrong to say, is it?" ask Angga not to believe. "Isn't bang Juna dating Diva, his college friend?"
"Well, if that's what you don't know. As far as mpok, den Juna used to be dating the same non Priska as their Junior High School."
"If a man is married without the presence of his family, papa den. There must be a female guardian. Today, pan is sophisticated. Yesterday said den Juna, they want to invite the njum so that mama papa den Angga can follow the conversation. You know, who's this njum."
"Jum? Who is mpok? The family wan Amir?" ask Angga confused.
"Where to see den. Mpok mah knew him Jumilah son of Nyak Manih. Is that Jumilah what you mean?" Angga and mpok Mumum fell silent. Both seem to think hard.
"Goddessa...he means Zoom!!" yelled Angga loudly so that it made Mumun's half-budeg mpok jump in shock.
"Iyeee si njum it's den. Uh, but who is it? Which RW kid?"
"Num mpok not. But zoom...Z-O-O-S. It's an app for video calls and rames. So we can talk to people who are abroad or out of town. Usually likes to be used for meetings, teaching, reunions.... Mpok, Mumun's mops." Mpok Mumum was silent. It seems he was trying to digest Angga's words.
"Den, you're confused." Angga laughed at Mumun's confused face. With affection embraced shoulder mpok Mumun like embracing his own mother. Yes since childhood sifted Rodiah, crank Rojaih and Mpok Mumunlah who took care of Juna and himself. Both of their parents went and opened a contractor company in Dubai. With the growing effort to make the two more rarely get together with their parents and two children.
"No need to think about mpok. Oh yeah, you've eaten?" Mpok Mumun shook his head. "Eat with yuk."
"Den Angga change first. Mpok ready first food yes. All mpok want to make sambal terasi favorite den Angga."
"Ready mpok!" sahut Angga with military style. "But then I'll eat ya."
"OK den."
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"Fir, you really don't want to go home with us?" bring Sinta. Meanwhile Santi's twin Sinta was sitting sweetly in the car driven by Seto's older sister the twins.
"No need for Sin. Soon my father will be there," said Safira.
"But it's already raining. Look, the sky is getting dark." This time Seto offered.
"It's okay, man. Pity me when I get here but I don't exist." Again, Sapphira refused.
"Call your father not to pick him up" suggested Santi.
"Half an hour ago I was on my way here. Maybe five minutes later he'll be there."
Not until five minutes come online ojek approaching Safira.
"Lho, said his father who picked him up. Is that even a ride ojol?" ask Seto in wonder.
"Mas watch dong all right." Seto obeyed Santi. How surprised Seto when he saw Sapphira kissing the driver's hand. He looked towards his sisters.
"Safira was the driver ojol mas. Since he was in PHK from his workplace, he financed the family by becoming a driver ojol. His mother opened a food stall on the porch of his house."
"I am first!" Safira waved to the three. Sinta and Santi return Safira's hand, while Seto is only dumbstruck.
"Mas, what a bengong. Let's go home. Mama sent me a message, ask me to buy you a roasted chicken at a restaurant near the post office." Sinta poked the hand of Seto who was still dumbfounded to see the departure of Safira and her father.
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