OUR LOVE IS NOT THEIR LOVE

CKBC 9

"Fir, tomorrow morning gowes yuk finished the study at the mosque," invited Angga while accompanying Safira waiting for angkot.

"Cannot. I have to help the sales mom. Pity my mother if not helped. You take Salman. You guys used to meet at dawn prayers, right?" reject Safira.

"I want to be with you. Can't you help mom once?"

"Female, you know how my family is. Besides, I can't bear to see the sales mother alone. He must be tired."

"Yes, but you need refreshing too."

"Seeing mom's happy face while serving customers one way I'm refreshing." Angga understood there was no point in forcing Sapphira.

"Oh yeah, fieldtrip you'll come, right?" Safira. "Aren't you coming?"

"I don't feel good about mom and dad. Pity they have to spend so much money just for myself. Even though that kind of money can pay for my brothers."

"But this fieldtrip is not an ordinary road. There is a school assignment in it. What about your grades?"

"Later I'll go to teacher BK to discuss this. I hope they understand." Just now Safira finished talking a blue sedan stopped in front of them. Before long the window opened and Troy's face with a deathly smile appeared.

"Fir, let me take you home."

"Eh, don't go, brother. I'll just ride the lot."

"Neik angkot hot. You'll be hot later" persuaded Troy.

"Yes his name also rose angkot, must be sultry, hot," murmured Angga while last. "Peyot's grandmothers also know."

"Heh, what did you say?" ask Troy to Angga.

"Not saying anything" said Angga while returning Troy's gaze. Safira reads the gelagat less well between the two.

"Sister Troy please walk first. I'll take the angkot. The hag is already visible. Thanks for the offer, brother." Safira soon passes and rides the angkot that stops behind Troy's car.

After the angkot carrying Sapphira passed, Angga casually began to pedal his bicycle. Not long ago, Troy's car cut off his path. Fortunately Angga had braked so that his bike did not hit Troy's car.

"S****nn the person. Can you drive anyway?" angga said riled. It was then that Troy got out of his car and approached Angga.

"Heh, looking to die lo?!" call Troy in a resentful tone. Angga was silent and even started to run his bike, but Troy held him back.

"What's the matter elo me?" ask Angga riled.

"Gapain elo has Safira?"

"Ngapain? His mother never looked like this? Elo bodyguard him?" Angga ask back. Troy who from earlier had emotions gripped the collar of Angga clothes so that made Angga forced to release his bike. Fortunately the bike didn't hit Troy's car.

"Don't be rude to seniors!" snapped Troy while getting stronger gripping the collar of Angga's shirt.

"Heh, who's the brash?! Elo who suddenly blocked my path! Elo who doesn't use stale bases interrogates me like a cop!" reply Angga no less hard.

"Basic******n!" Without saying much Troy's fist pointed at Angga's face. Fortunately this ugly Angga never learned silat on Engkong Rojaih so he could deflect the blow of Troy. Seeing his opponent being able to fend off, made Troy even more emotional. He tried to throw another punch this time towards Angga's stomach. And again Angga managed to fend off.

Before long the fight between the two had already become a spectacle of the crowd. No one's trying to break both. There were even some students of Bhakti Nusa who were watching. Fortunately, shortly afterwards came the school security to break them, because it was the location they were fighting not far from the school. Immediately the two were brought before Brotoyudho.

In front of Broto both were silently bowed. Their faces both look battered. Both are martial arts masters. So that both of them feel the blow from the opponent. Their clothes look dirty and dirty. At the corner of their lips was a little blood.

"Quickly tell me what is the cause of you fighting like p***n on the side of the road?!" ask Broto gusar. All this time school students are famous for never fighting. This time there was a fight, on the highway, and watched by the crowd. Moreover, one of the perpetrators of the fight is his stepson.

"Troy, quickly tell me why you're fighting!" anto's orders to interrogate. "Tell me what's causing it!"

"Sorry sir, just ask him. I don't know why he suddenly hit me. I'm just defending myself." Angga replied in self-defense. He feels innocent. Because Troy did not open his mouth, Angga finally told him everything he knew.

Broto, Anto, Miss Vera's homeroom homeroom and Miss Lia Troy's homeroom homeroom, can only shake their heads after hearing Angga's story.

"Jeez Troy, you don't know how to deal with you anymore."

Papa's? Angga was shocked to hear Broto's words. Maybe I will have a long business. I don't know if he's a son of a secretary, Inner Angga. Troy was just grieving over Broto's words.

"Troy, again papa asked is it true what Angga said?" Still no answer. "OK then you should call your guardians to face the school, tomorrow at 10 am."

"Now you can go home. And you're Troy, give me your car keys," Broto ordered decisively. "Please go home in an angkot or whatever your choice is."

Troy is shocked to hear the ultimatum Broto gave. He did not expect his stepfather would dare to take such a decision. Usually all this time Broto only reported it to the oma without taking direct action.

"Remember, tomorrow at 10 am I wait for your guardians in my office." Broto leaves the room with Troy's car keys. Meanwhile, Angga limped out of the room to his bicycle parked near the security post.

Troy looked angrily at Broto and Angga. Because of them he will definitely be punished again by Linda. Then how's this coming home? Oma still limited her allowance. Earlier this morning he was only equipped with 100 thousand money, that includes buying gasoline. Now the money in his pocket is ten thousand.

"Om, borrow the car?" please Troy to Anto. Usually abstain for Troy to beg like that. "Om bring Troy's car. We're taking a car. How's om?"

"Sorry Troy, I can't help you. This time you are absolutely outrageous. You have defamed our school." said Anto.

"But om, this is all because the child b*****k wants to snatch the girl Troy," replied Troy annoyed.

"Geez Troy, just because your girl fought on the side of the road and so the spectacle of the crowd. Try once in a while your brain is used to think. Not just thinking about having fun. Remember you are in 12th grade, will soon be taking exams and going on to college. Get a little grown up." Anto nagged a short length to his nephew. "You're getting ready to be called by oma."

W***n, Broto must be the same as oma. Poking me. Punishment is like what else will love. Just two days after the car keys were turned over, the present was confiscated again. Basic apes. Look at the kids, I'll teach you a lesson. And don't expect him to snatch Sapphira out of my hands.

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"Bang, tomorrow's my brother's going to school." Angga's face looked clear when asking her brother to come to school. Angga doesn't want to sift and crank knowing that he's making trouble at school. It could be more severe punishment to be received from his grandparents.

"Elo do what the hell?" ask Juna after finishing reading the Qur'an. "Jeez Angga.. Lo face why?!"

"Shhhh.. brother said don't be tight, later get tired." Angga put his index finger on his lips.

"OK. But say it used to be the same brother, your face why bonyok?"

"People tell stories but brother promises don't tell to sift and crank. They don't want them to worry. More precisely Angga also does not want to be punished equally well."

"Okay, my brother promised." Juna's laughter immediately exploded after hearing Angga's story. "Gosh, you think you're doing what in school. I don't know just because of girls. It doesn't matter."

"Yes, but it's not the fault of Angga, bang. He first started. But bang, that Troy turned out to be his son, the secretary. I guess he'll be fair, won't he?"

"Hmm. if you hear your story just now it looks like the secretary can be fair. The proof is that he confiscated the keys to his son's car, right?"

"Yes too. But tomorrow you can come, right?"

"Hmm.. What's the payoff?"

"Yeah bang, same sister itself itung-kumut really deh."

"Gue has to sacrifice working hours. Yes there must be compensation dong."

"Yes, for a week my motorcycle bang Juna was washing up. How's it?"

"OKAY. Deal yes. Oh yes, the girl you fought over is really pretty huh? Sexy?"

"Abang tau Safira the rice boy sat?"

"Safira Seno's eldest son?"

"Did you know your father?"

"Know, he used to be the same office as Priska. Last year he got a PHK for being accused of embezzlement. His boss did it. But because his boss used a good lawyer, then the blame was inflicted on him."

"Geez, what a pity. Do you know that Seno is now a driver ojol?" Juna nodded.

"I think I'm interested in him" Angga said casually. "Troy is the same."

"Based on young people, just because koo girls fight. Very childish."

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