
"Sister, take off Cantika's hand." Cantika protested. Instead of complying with his brother's request, Troy called Ilyas instead.
"Well, tumben elo has arrived."
"Last day bro. When else can come morning as a student. Enjoy the last days, bro. Tomorrow I come as an owner."
"The height of your delusion! Uh, there's a pretty bitch." Ilyas greeted Cantika who was standing behind Troy. "Cock tumben not directly delivered to SMP?"
"He said he wanted to see you, Yas," Troy said casually with a mischievous smile.
"Oh.. Troy, what the hell is that?!" his Cantika annoyed plus embarrassed.
"Oh yeah? What's up, Beautiful?" The heart of the flowering Cantika hears a special call from Ilyas. Of the many friends and friends of the brother, only Ilyas called her 'beautiful doll'.
"Eeng. That's Troy's a prank." Cantika looked down avoiding Ilyas' gaze. His face was flushed again in embarrassment.
"Cieee..ass shy lo!" troy Ledek. He likes to tease his sister.
Ilyas laughed at Cantika's adorable attitude. The body until Cantika does not necessarily make this girl more mature. This girl was even more like a child her attitude. Spoiled and adorable. Especially if you are shy like this.
Ilyas shuffled Cantika's hair slowly. Actually it was not once twice that Ilyas behaved like that to Cantika. But the attitude that according to others like the attitude of his brother to his sister, felt different by Cantika who was just starting to grow. He began to feel a different beat when Ilyas treated him sweetly.
"Well, my dick can pass out if you keep getting sweet on him" teased Troy.
"Sister Troy...." Cantika started whining.
"Let's take you to Junior High. It's a pity that you walk alone there. Your Troy brother is a prankster. Her time is down here." Ilyas then took Cantika's hand and drove the ABG girl to his school building.
"Dec, breath deck breath! Be careful of fainting on the street!" Once again Troy taunted Cantika who immediately turned around and stuck out his tongue to his ignorant brother.
"Happy lo this morning," said the new Ambassador and Funnel, getting out of the car.
"Dut, what's your girl's business?" ask Troy.
"Alhamdulillah be well."
"So digugurin?" ask Funnel. Troy looked at the curious Ambassador.
"No."
"You're getting married?" Instead of answering, the Ambassador showed his hand.
"What?! Really it?! Is Elo sure it's the same? Didn't you say you were just messing with him?" Funnel inclines the Ambassador with questions.
"Elo's been a kaw... eh already married to him?" ask Troy doesn't believe it.
"Yes. After the first day of the exam, I went straight to my parents and told them everything. We came to Yola's house tonight."
"How did his parents respond?"
"At first they were angry. I was slapped back and forth with his father," explained the Ambassador. "Both of my parents did not defend me at all. Yes, I'm resigned because I know I was wrong."
"How's yola? He still wants to drop the contents?"
"He cried when I was quietly slapped by his father. He even put on the body so that his father does not hit me again. He said he wanted to marry me." The ambassador smiled as he explained.
"Really?!"
"Eh, what's wrong? What's real?" ask Seto and Ilyas together. They just joined.
"The finger is Ambassador," said Funnel. The ambassador raised his hand which was wearing a ring. Seto and Ilyas looked up. But before long the two smiled while patting the Ambassador's shoulder.
"Gue is proud of you, Dut" said Ilyas. "Although the prefix is wrong, but elo immediately correct your mistake by willing to take responsibility."
"When are you married?" ask Seto curiously.
"Last night."
"Well, it's halal bobo with dong."
"Not yet."
"Why?"
"We've only been home after the graduation announcement." The face of the Ambassador looked sad. Instead of being concerned, his friends laughed at the Ambassador.
"The fate of apes. Halal turn, the otong is told to fast." the other ledek. Ambassadors can only scratch their heads.
"Where is yas from?" ask Funnel. "Out of Junior High? Why?"
"Resid of adek."
"Adek met big," ledek Troy.
"You mean?"
"Cantica?" Guess the others. Ilyas did not answer. He left the others.
"Seriously Troy?" The others ask Troy instead. Troy's attitude this time was the same as Ilyas. Leaving others confused.
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"Fir, you're called Mr. Broto."
"Sir Broto? You're not making a mistake, are you? Don't let your scholarship be revoked." Santi looks worried.
"Don't think of anything weird," cut Sinta, her twin.
"You want to be won?" ask Sinta and Santi at the same time. Safira smiled at the twins.
"No need. I'm all alone."
"But if later...."
"The child is told not to think strangely, kok ngeyel!" sinta's Omelette.
"It's okay girls. I was alone in there. Later if Miss Rini entered the classroom and I have not returned please tell her that I am in Mr. Broto's room again."
Safira's hands trembled slightly as she knocked on Broto's door. Although he believes he did nothing wrong, he is still worried.
"Good morning, sir." In the room, Mr. Broto is not alone. There was a middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful. His face reminded Safira of someone.
"Please sit down Fir. Just a minute, sign it first."
While Broto signed the documents, the beautiful woman watched Sapphira closely. Safira could only smile at the woman.
"Fir, meet this Miss Kemala, son of Linda," Broto introduced the beautiful woman sitting next to her. Oma Linda's son, means she's Mr. Broto's wife, Inner Sapphira. Is she Troy's mother?
"Your guess is right. I'm Troy's mother." The woman seemed to be able to read Sapphira's mind.
"Oh, good day ma'am."
"You don't have to be so nervous. I want to see you because Troy recommends you" Kemala said with a smile.
"Son Troy recommended me? If you can tell, what for?" Safira looks confused.
"Fir, I'd like to offer you a job."
"Oh. uh. I can't teach Troy to prepare for the PTN entrance exam, sir," Safira replied nervously. Unimaginable by him being a tutor to Troy.
"Hmm.a good idea. Why I never thought of hiring you as a tutor for Troy. Surely the results of the exam he will be better," said Broto while chuckling. Safira began to look panicked at Broto's words.
"Pa, don't like to poke Safira. Poor him. If he refuses to be careful," threatened Kemala while holding a smile.
"Sorry, Fir. You're just kidding."
"Do you have experience as a tutor?" ask Kemala.
"A-there's mom. I was once the tutor of my neighbor's son."
"What class? You teach anything?" Kemala asked a series of questions.
"I once taught the children of SD and Junior High Mom. If my High School boy had never. Especially if for the preparation of the entrance exam PTN. I have no experience" Safira replied quickly. This time Kemala chuckled at Sapphira's reply.
"Are you afraid to teach Troy?" kemala Goda. Safira hesitated. He was afraid of being offended.
"Well, I'll change to flirt with Sapphira" Broto said. "Look at Fir, we're planning on recruiting you as a tutor for his 8th-grade brother Troy."
Without realizing it Safira breathed a sigh of relief. Broto and Kemala smiled seeing that.
"How's Fir? Are you ready? Take it easy, we'll definitely pay you a fee for a professional tutor."
"Hmm.. Can I discuss it with my parents first?"
"Please discuss. I hope you can give a positive answer tomorrow."
Safira came out of the room with a frown. Should I refuse or accept. If rejected I fear being branded arrogant. But if accepted it means I have to go to their house and meet with Troy's brother. Ah confused.
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