Pasung Tuan Muda's

78. Comedy Miss Intan And Mr. Reza

“Nissa, we go there, yuk,” invite Ziva while rounding the two neutrals in staring.

“Ah, no, deh. I think I will go to class, because today there will be a test from Mr. Reza.” After refusing, I stared at the second floor, right at the doorway that was already filled with male students.

“Ah, you're not really excited, anyway, I'm curious about what's going on in front of the library,” whine Ziva again.

“Don't say you want to see a guy wearing a uniform fluttering like a ceremonial flag. Males really know not, we should just go up, deh.”

“Plis ... just for a moment, maybe I know the guy earlier,” snatch the interlocutor.

Because Ziva's face suddenly slashed, I also did not have the heart to let him alone meet who the new child was. Though I'm not interested at all, let alone to see, just know who he is does not feel important. Moreover, today there is a test schedule for Mr. Reza, a famous person who is very fierce, but not for me.

During my time at Tunas Bangsa High School, she was the only gentle teacher. Not just speaking, but acting like your own brother. Indeed, I never felt I had a brother, from him the sense that it existed and arose naturally.

While on the right side, Ziva squealed and agitatedly wanted to leave from the front of the parking lot immediately. Finally we went in unison while silencing the words because we wanted to see who it was, the guy who suddenly went viral at Tunas Bangsa High School this morning. From the way, it's ordinary. However, he has white skin, clean, and pretty cool for the size of men in the country.

But I just looked at him from a distance. Not too clear and focused on the center of vision, because I was busy fixing the hijab that was now disheveled because Ziva had pulled my hand very tightly, we were a little fast in retracing this time.

Upon arrival in front of the library, the two netraku dyed along the students neatly lined up. Already like a game of chess, a little cocks will be eaten prey. In this mind, everything they do is too excessive. However, due to Ziva's invitation, we finally arrived beside the students.

“Minggir ... edge .. orcan want to pass. Beautiful people want to pass,” shouted Ziva.

“Ziv, do not have to shout also times, embarrassed to be seen with SMK students,” my tirade gives advice.

“Ah, bodo highly. SMK's son is weird, pretentious. Though ordinary, still mending us again. The most elite class of sultan's children,” his answer raised the tone of voice.

Hearing that, I just shook my head twice. It was unable to prolong the debate with him in the current situation, because of an ordinary sight. That guy looks pretty sweet, very fragrant and worth saying with a rich kid.

However, I am not interested in him one bit, let alone want to know more. Ziva also ruffled his waist in his position, staring intently and watching the gelagat guy with a little ngondek face.

“Yes, has .. I think this real handsome guy, it turns out kamse upay,” said Ziva sneering.

“Ziva, don't be hard. Later if he hears how?” Using my right arm, I turned to Ziva hard.

“Let's just hear the reality, kok.”

“Yes, we're back in class, yuk. Why here long-time,” invite me.

“OK, I'm also very sick of seeing guys like this. We just go to class, at the tacky schoolgirls in this school. Guys still stink kencur also seized,” nagelnya while bringing some SMK schoolgirls.

Unintentionally, it seems like Ziva stepped on the feet of the SMK schoolgirls lined up in front.

“Auch, if you use your eyes, dong!” the student's lips were loud.

“According to loh, I walk with snoring?!” reply Ziva.

“Updah-udah, don't continue. Yuk, we go to class, before Bu Intan comes,” I replied mediate.

Before long, the class bell rang very loudly. The students and students who had been clustered below climbed the stairs and ran away. While Ziva and I were on their benches staring at an empty book on the table.

“Good morning kids ...,” said Mr. Reza suddenly.

“Wa’alaikumsallam, Sir ..” answer the whole room.

“How are you today?” tanyakanya.

“Good, Sir ... and you ..?”

“Good, to .. can we start now the exam?” ask again.

“Can, Sir!”

Not yet stopped saying, Ms. Intan came by carrying a fat-haired boy in the doorway. The presence of a thick red-tipped woman always makes a hanger, already like a ghostly female actor in a horror film in a cinema.

The presence of Bu Intan silenced the entire room, including Mr. Reza, he was only fixated on staring at the new students who were still unmoved with a knotty smile. While the schoolgirls in the class, screech and make a noise very noisily. Until the sound was uncontrollable due to the presence of students who had been in front of the library.

But I don't care about it. Along with a book and black ink, I flinch as I stare at some of the material that is likely to enter the exam.

“Bu Intan, why is it still standing there?” ask Mr. Reza.

“He-he-he ... Sir, I want to drop off a new student at this school. Said bu kepsek, she joined in class IPA-1.” Together with the grin, Ms. Intan answered semringah.

“Oh, so. I think the son of Bu Intan earlier,” replied Mr. Reza.

“Ah, I can. I'm single, there's no partner. Could be times, the person there is sensitive to my words,” sambar Bu Intan with a big smile.

Hearing Bu Intan's words, the entire room suddenly became nauseous because it held back a laugh. Yes, his speech and expression could very well invite a different taste. Especially if you meet with Mr. Reza, they often fight comedy if they meet. However, the seriousness of Bu Intan can be emanated from his net, if he really likes Mr. Reza.

“Please come in, son, you are sitting back there.” Using the right hand fingers, Mr. Reza pointed at the empty bench beside me.

Instantly I frowned in annoyance, having to sit with a guy. All my life, I've never been close to anyone other than the same sex. For some reason, Mr. Reza made me very upset this morning.

“Pak, I don't want to!” I shouted while raising my body.

“Loh, why, Nissa?” ask Mr. Reza.

“She is a guy, and I am a girl. It is not good to sit one place, my sambar” raises the tone of voice.

“Oh, okay, I was just kidding.” After saying, Mr. Reza threw away a small smile.

“Nissa is so stupid, yes, a guy with this handsome guy got rejected. Actually he's numb or how.” A faint sounding, the student in the room sneered at me spontaneously.

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