OUR LOVE IS NOT THEIR LOVE

CKBC 6

"No, no breakfast of rice?" ask Angga to Enyak Rodiah.

"Tumben lo nanya. Usually the clock is like this elo is still stuck after dawn prayer." answered riddled Rodiah. "New people want to tell Juna to buy."

"Just go away, Nyak. Ordinary kayak order, right?" ask Angga back while getting ready to leave. "Where's the money?"

"No, don't wear it for long. Kasian kankong lo if you wait later." Angga immediately left on his bike after receiving money from sily Rodiah.

"Rodieh, is that Angga want kemane?" tanya crank Rojaih while sipping coffee provided by his wife.

"Buy rice with a sut."

"Well, he's the one who went to buy. Usually at this hour the child is still in bed."

"You are bang. Aye was also confused she was suddenly so excited."

Angga has arrived in front of the rice stall. Thankfully, it wasn't too crowded this morning. Or maybe it's too early? Angga looked towards the stall. His smile instantly expanded upon discovering what he was looking for. After parking his bike, Angga approached the stall.

"Assalaamu'alaykum," said Angga. "Good morning Fir."

"Wa'alaykumussalaam's chat. Uh, you," Safira replied in surprise. "You're Angga, right? Child 11 IPS 2."

"Well, you remember. At that time we were not officially acquainted. My name is Angga Prananda. I am the youngest of two brothers. My parents are currently working in Dubai. Here I live with my grandparents and brother." Safira laughed when Angga introduced himself.

"Not all of you tell me my date of birth, hobbies, favorite food, no hp," ledek Safira.

"Well, if that's what I'll tell you at the next meeting."

"Ih, you care so much. Who said I want to see you again" Safira replied with a laugh. Angga was stunned to see a row of clean white teeth behind the tiny pink lips. S**t is actually a human or a human half goddess anyway, Inner Angga.

"Eh, there's Angga boy. Why didn't you want Juna to come here?" greet Dian who just came out of the house. Behind him appeared a middle-aged man yet still looked gallant wearing an ojol jacket.

"Assalaamu'alaykum ma'am, sir," Angga greeted politely. Want to kiss hands but not yet a prospective ghost. Both answered Angga's greeting.

"Bang Juna happened to be out of town again, ma'am. Oh yes, the order as usual yes ma'am. 5 nasi uduk, 3 use jengkol stew and telor balado, 2 use telor balado only. The crackers are separated."

"Cock 5? Isn't there no bang Juna?" safira asked in astonishment as she started wrapping the order deftly. Bujug, really great girl, Angga again amazed.

"Two for me. Incidentally hungry today," Angga replied shyly because of being caught greedy. "Portion of rice with less. I'm in a time of growth."

"Other times for nak Angga will mom overlay portions."

"Eh don't ma'am. If the name is not fair and can harm the mother. Mommy should be able to sell two servings, instead only sell the price of one portion with two servings filling." declined Angga.

"Well you're great. It's about IPS kids," Safira ledek. Angga laughed a little.

"God willing by adding a portion for one or two customers will not make you lose. Even the mother's trade becomes more blessed, son Angga," said Dian with a smile. "God willing, whose name we share will not bankrupt us. Same with giving."

"Sik, we're leaving first." Dian and Safira kiss the hand of Seno who seems ready to leave. "Son Angga, you go first."

"Eh yes sir. Spirit sir," Angga replied.

"You are funny" said Safira. "You don't know my father yet, you're a very familiar person."

"There's no prohibition I'm familiar with your parents. No need to wait for me to be your candidate to be familiar and polite to your parents."

"What candidate?" ask Safira wonder.

"Whatever do you want what candidate? I go home first. Don't miss ya," seduced Angga. "Let's go, Angga go home first."

"Your friend is funny, Fir. I've only met twice but I've known him for a long time."

"Safira has also met her twice. At school we have never met. Maybe because our building is different."

"Fir, are you okay at school? No one's taunting you 'cause your dad's just a driver?" ask Dian to worry.

"Alhamdulillah is fine ma'am. Even if someone is teased, Fira doesn't care. Father's work is lawful, not stealing or corruption."

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"Where are you going?" bento asked as he saw Angga walking towards the building across. The building is known to be full of bourgeois and elite children. IPA grade building. Even the grandchildren of the school owners were there. Don't ask me how many kids are there.

"Gue wants to find my new friend" Angga replied as he continued walking towards the other side of the building.

"New friend? You know who?" bento asked Sadewa, who answered with a sledgehammer.

"Who is it?" Bento scratched his confused head.

"Why Ben? Uh, that's the Angga why is it there?" ask Arif who just returned from the canteen.

"Bak, class 11 IPA 4 where is it?" ask Angga to a half-cule girl passing in front of him.

"Elo who? Not an IPA kid?"

"Hehehe.. not mbak."

"Oh pantesans. Classes are on the second floor. Elo if you go there be careful. The lower class's 12th grade." The girl warned.

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Oh yeah, don't call me mbak. My name is Rosa. I'm 11 IPA 2."

"Gue Angga, son of 11 IPS 2." Angga received Rosa's hand.

"Want me to go there?" Rosa offered herself. Angga nodded happily. It'sit's nothing. Rada Keder also played to the tiger cage. They walked side by side while chatting.

"Elo the transfer boy, huh, Sa?" Rosa asked to be called Osa.

"Yes, I just moved here three months ago. I moved from Brisbane. Mommy came back here after Divorce with Daddy." explained Rosa with a fairly thick Australian accent.

"Indonesian is good" praised Angga.

"Yes, mommy always invites me to speak the language at home."

"Bokap lo jago bahasa Indonesia?" Rosa nodded.

"Before marrying mommy, daddy worked here for three years. After marriage, they moved to Brisbane."

As long as they talked many eyes were watching. Not a common sight of IPS children playing into IPA buildings. Except the chairman of OSIS and his ranks are the average IPS child.

"Dut, is that who's the same way Rosa?" ask Funnel. The ambassador shrugs his shoulders. "Not an OSIS kid. Great, brave too, the child here. Call Dut."

"Woy, here you are!" call Ambassador. Angga and Rosa looked at each other in wonder. Without much saying they approached the Ambassador and Funnel.

"Yes brother. What's up, huh?"

"Elo IPS boy?" ask Ambassador. Angga. "Why are you here?"

"You're meeting a friend, brother."

"Rosa, you know him?" ask Funnel.

"Know. We just got acquainted. Why sis? Any issues?" ask Rosa bravely.

"In this school there are rules, IPS children cannot come here and vice versa. Except the kids of OSIS."

"Why is that?"

"Because.. 'cause. 'cause what's Cor?" ask Ambassador. Shoal shoulder lift.

"If it's not the rules of the school, it seems that it does not need to be obeyed deh." said Rosa annoyed. He had always been most upset about seniority and exclusivity like this.

Boxing people based on race, gender, economy and so on just makes him upset That's why his parents separated. The big family daddy until now still look down on mommy who incidentally is not Australian.

"Let's go to your class. It's too bad I'm facing seniors like them." Rosa pulls Angga's hand. That's when Seto dropped out of class and saw it.

"Cor, that's who Rosa's holding?"

"Child IPS. Wh why? Jealousy?"

"No. It's just so good to be so. I whose senior has not succeeded in holding him. Lah this IPS boy dare to take my girl."

"It's not the guy who took the Rosa, but vice versa," explained Duta. "To, you girl is so fierce. He just finished nagging us." Funnel tell me what just happened. Seto heard it.

"Damn lo To!"

"Are you weird too, still going by those old rules? Ta, you girls are IPS kids. Moreover, Rosa was educated Australia, educated bule. He must have been very upset about the same name of confinement and exclusivity" said Ilyas who had just come from the library. "Gue didn't like that before."

"Yes but our caste was different from them, Yas."

"Is there any guarantee we can be more successful than them? It just so happens that here the children enter in IPA. Though I'm sure not all of them made it in here because of their brains. Just bribe me to get into the IPA. It should be IPS. Elo also Cor."

"Early eliminate the paradigm is not important. And you need to know, IPS girls are much prettier than IPA girls. Cor fits, make the elo and Troy player." added Ilyas. Seto heard it

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