Prince Gesrek

The BK's

"A .. assalamu'alaikum, sir. Excuse me, urang Deden," said Deden nervously, his voice slightly trembling.

"Wa'aalikumussalam, the password?" a voice answered from within, Deden had not dared to push the door open.

Deden looked down trying to remember, he took a deep breath. After starting to feel confident Deden raised his head and puffed his chest. "A-Thank God, I don't know, sir. Since when is there a password? How do you not know?"

"Haha ... in and out, Den. I was just kidding. My fakebook account has a password."

Deden opened the door of the room, and a man in his 40s smiled at him. "Maybe the father of facebook," said Deden trying as polite as possible trying to justify. He does not want the soul of his bar-bar out just like that, can the entire zoo feel called by him.

"I can't say facebook" said Mr. Wiryo, the man who spoke earlier, fixing the location of his glasses while hinting Deden to sit down.

"Well, what's that, sir?"

"That's an example." Deden just nodded in understanding, he did not want the brawl between individuals to begin.

There was no other teacher in the room, let alone the desk of Mr. Wiryo was in the corner of the room and closed plywood thin so that others could not see and know what he was doing.

Deden stepped closer, he had prepared mentally and his mind was ready to get questions. Deden sat facing Mr. Wiryo who was still busy writing in his book. The table looks neat with some arranged books and stationery tucked away in place.

"Something that sticks when worn. Disguise the hidden, display the falsehood. Like a doubling result, but inversely proportional to reality," said Mr. Wiryo while continuing to focus on writing on the book in front of him.

Deden gawked in disbelief, just a second ago he sat down, Mr. Wiryo had already given him a riddle. The reason the students including Deden were afraid of being summoned to the BK room was not because his teacher was fierce and seemed cruel, but Mr. Wiryo was an enigmatic person. The students are required to answer it or they will get the consequences. Lucky for people who have a high IQ to be able to answer it, what if the one called had even sold half his brain? How's their fate? Will their kidneys be sold? Or will they be exiled to the planet Pluto?

"E- uh, that. The brain is left under the table, take it first yes, sir." Deden had already moved from his seat, but he was prevented by the style of a thousand shadows, eh .. not-not the point of throwing pen Pak Wiryo. "Of ...." Deden grimaced as a pen landed heavily on his head.

"You think it's upil, it's under the table! Back to sit down," said Mr. Wiryo firmly, Deden turned back. "Don't forget, please take my pen."

"Please, Sir. This time alone, do not use a puzzle," said Deden pleaded, he showed his face in the explain. "But can not be-coupled, uh, asep means urang. Ucok just as different thin, they are legitimate," said Deden nervously, he again sat in the chair opposite to Mr. Wiryo. Not to forget, Deden returned the pen that had hurt his head, if the pen was a living creature had realized earlier Deden suck ink. Let him feel the same pain as in his head, why even turn on the pen, huh?

"Yes good dong kalo smoky, it can be made for Indos*ar fish ngasapin. It's good."

Deden breathed a sigh of resignation. "May you please repeat, sir. What was that clue?"

" Something that sticks when worn. Disguise the hidden, display the falsehood. Like a doubling result, but inversely proportional to reality," said Mr. Wiryo repeated his puzzle earlier. "I'll give you 15 minutes if you can't answer. I'll call your parents and tell them what you did at school."

"Why at school, sir?"

"Trial measures damage school facilities, when you and your friend try to change the school's nameplate."

"At the same age as the duo of gibbery already in the law cleanin the library, sir."

"A week without a presence and without giving evidence."

"For that one, I can't explain why, sir."

"Bringing one gank motor team to school. That's a motorcycle gank squad or do you want to create a new country?"

"Hehe ...." Deden only smiled feeling guilty, he was speechless.

"It often makes an impromptu concert in the school environment."

"Stop, Sir. Stop. Urang understood. It turns out that there are less sins too, these pantes are getting heavier."

"Let's answer," said Mr. Wiryo again reminded of an unanswered puzzle.

"Disguise the hidden, display falsehood," said Deden repeating the first sentence of his puzzle, he seemed to be thinking. "Batok mimi fairy!" deden answered with great confidence.

"Not."

"The Manohara KW 10?"

"Not."

"An chick?"

"What are girls?"

"Ba*ci?"

"Not."

"Like a doubling result, but inversely proportional to reality," said Deden turned to the next sentence, his forehead increasingly frowned at the thought of an answer.

"How long did you answer! It's easy."

"No help, sir? Choose a curtain one or an envelope in my pocket. It's cake, sir."

"You think this is a quiz."

"Mending if the quiz dapet two million rupiah tax deducted, this answer, nothing gets."

"Metong dong urang, it's not ethical how he died."

"You're blissful?"

"No, Sir. Until the last remaining brain stem will not turn bright."

"But your time is up." Mr. Wiryo started making calls on the phone, he waited for some time until the call was connected.

Deden looked surprised when the call could be connected, he noticed Mr. Wiryo who seemed to talk and explain something, sometimes also Mr. Wiryo mentioned his name.

"Now, Den. Your father," said Mr. Wiryo gave a call to Deden.

At first glance Deden showed a face full of emotion, his carefree expression immediately covering the furious glint seen in his eyes in a split second.

"Black cyanide, the password?" said Deden opening the conversation on the phone, his face unceasingly displaying a wide smile.

"Yes right! Maneh gained karma during the two fasts and twice the Eid. Congratulations to Toyib! " said Deden who immediately closed the connection.

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"Key, you why belom nerima Deden so lo girlfriend, anyway?" viera asked, distracting Key from the novel.

"For me Deden is still too mysterious, I don't know him completely, yet" Key replied staring at Viera seriously.

"That's the truth or because you're still dismissing lo?"

"Son, I still want to know him further."

"So you really like Deden, don't you?"

"Gue likes it, and it looks like I've fallen."

"Fell in love?"

"No, I've dropped my heart on people I don't yet understand. I'm afraid that if I don't fully understand him, he'll leave and I won't be able to get up."

"Lo's words!  I've been kayaking in the group 'quotes baper 2k20' in my chat application," said Viera laughed. "But good anyway, I'm in status huh?"

"As far as you are, Ra. I don't care."

"Eh, Key. The Kafan chat me, he ngajak watch them match between schools later. Lo come with me? Deden also seems to be playing the game."

"Who's sorry?"

"Put me."

"Superficial stool, lo."

"Ish, you don't know what kasmaran feels like."

"Disease to know, Ra."

"So how to come, right?"

"Gue followed suit. But not that Deden rarely exercises huh? I did it once to get him."

"Cie .. knows this."

"Diem deh, Ra."

"Eh said you're in Zea's bully, really?"

"Not wrong? A Key in the bully?"

"Oh yes, Lo's really cool," said Viera who immediately got a sharp look from Key.

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Hy gaes happy reading! Do not forget the chrysanthemum as well, sorry author if there is a wrong😂

Does anyone know what the answer to the puzzle is? If you know I love ....

Urang \= Me

Maneh \= You

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