Prince Gesrek

Prince Gesrek
Wh who?



"Heh, lur. Tell me a story." Deden followed by two young gibbons already joined the table occupied by Key and Viera in the cafeteria, they were waiting for their meatball order at Pak Kasim's kiosk.


"What?" asked Viera curiously.


They were getting closer to Deden looking seriously at the person who was about to tell the story.


"On .. one day, there lived a fish alone, and he was single. The end."


Spa!


Gibran hit the back of Deden's head tight, until the owner of the head grimaced in pain.


"Gue is serious too! Heh ... I burned it too, lo," said Gibran annoyed, he raised his hand to hit again, but he puffed.


"Your faces were very cengo." Deden chuckled amusedly, he held onto his stomach, unable to help but laugh. The faces of his friends were very serious when he looked at him.


"Lo, I, end," said Vino staring at Deden sharply, he moved his finger around the neck, intending to intimidate.


"Pantes, Key still doesn't want to be the same, lo." Viera snorted, she regretted listening to Deden tell her story.


"This is genuine, not really want a story, all of you ask for advice," said Deden still with the rest of his laughter, he looked at Key who just stared at him flat.


Kasim sir came carrying their meatball order, which was instantly received as fast as lightning.  They are still trying to care about Deden who wants to tell a story even though they do not want to.


"What a story, Den. I eat, deh. Wait for the story to hunt there is a 3rd world war, can-can malin kundang stone stand so that the pegel wait lo story." Viera picked up the spoon and fork, started eating the meatballs.


Deden laughed, he saw Key who was putting a lot of chili on his bowl, Key who was stared at just staring back confusion.


"Semalem met a girl, beautiful. Keep cuddling, vow! his embrace makes it comfortable." Deden started telling stories, the meatballs he still hadn't touched.


"Continuously?" asked Vino looking enthusiastic, he put one meatball into his mouth. Key stopped his movements, his face began to glow red.


"The heart is made up of seven days and seven malls without pay the same girl, he also said the same gini 'Lo, saucy' while being shy about it."


"Crazy! You got a new shot, Den? You like that girl?" Gibran was surprised to hear the story of Deden.


"Yes, I don't like it" said Deden, nodding, Key remained silent, pretending not to listen. "That bag, it feels less want to go directly upside down, but not so because in front of the lake. Urang is afraid of a windpipe, it's just can swim rock style."


"Continuously?" asked Vino again the more eager to listen.


"Strong as love is dead as a girl, this is not fake love, no deceit, because do not use boraks because it is not a seller of meatballs that are censored. So what do you think? shoot the girl, don't you?"


"I don't wear borax! I'm using cyanide with baygon." Mr. Kasim came to speak because he was upset to hear Deden's words.


"Sanes Pak Kasim atuh, hampura. Urang mah ngagibahna oge, a meatball nu so artist, nu mukana ngeblur, suarana kayak ucing kacepet keep namina sok disguised as a rose when the shape of a guy. Teu kenging in tiru nu kitu mah, sir."


[Sorry, not Mr. Kasim. I digigabahnya a meatball who became an artist, whose face blur, his voice like a cat pincepit kept his name like to be disguised as a Rose when men. I don't think that's copyable, sir.]


Deden straightened out the misunderstanding that occurred, before he did not get a permit to owe in the place of the eunuch sir, he could-can lose. "The eunuch, mah casep."


[Sir Kasim anyway, handsome.]


"Make you free, Den!" said Mr. eunuch pleased.


"The others, sir?" tanya Vino hoped to be given a free hand as well.


"pay! Don't be like misqueen's pal!"


"Yes god! Break the heart of this handsome Vedek Vino."


"Urang so want to vomit stomach acid urang to the face maneh, Vin. So how's it going, huh?"


"That Ijo lamp, Den. Just shoot, come on," Gibran responded to the spirit. "From the, um ... hanged," Gibran continued to glance at Key, he did not know if what was spoken of was Key.


"Gue support lo, Den. Keep pepetting, spirit!" vino said he gave advice.


Key held back his laughter earlier, although he was also slightly slurred when Deden's friends did not support him.


"Lo knows, Den. What's the girl's name?" gibran asked, looking at Deden who had started eating his meatballs.


"Name K- "


Hap!


Key quickly put a meatball covered in chili into the mouth of Deden who was about to speak. The surprised Deden, accidentally swallowed his meatballs round and round. He was too busy looking for water because he choked on the spiciness, his eyes were watery, his face was also sweating, from the first Deden was not strong enough to eat spicy food.


The worried duo instantly gave Deden up to three glasses of drinking water, they also patted Deden on the back. Deden felt bloated, his uniform wet, his stomach also full of water. Key just laughed a little at Deden's distress.


"Dedent! You know that Key likes it the same, lo. If you nyakitin he- "Viera kicked the table, so the other students also took notice. He held a fork close to Deden's right eye. "Gue guarantee your eyes will I gouge, I'm a princess, licked, I dip into the sauce, I love meisis the same chocolate, I continue to sell like a round tofu. Ahaha!" Viera let out her evil laughter, Deden and the others goosebumps looking at Viera.


"S-from when in this story there's a psychopath. The eyes feel less like a romeo biscuit, V-Vin, take care of a maneh girlfriend," said Deden pushing Vino's shoulder, Vino also looked horrified to face his girlfriend.


"Ra, relax, yeah. Later beautiful look," Vino lowered Viera's hand, trying to persuade her.


"Diem!" viera said flatly, her face getting creepy.


"Patience, dear."


"Can't, say-"


"Can't be gi-"


"-ton!" viera said continuing her disconnected speech.


"Oh, what are you doing?!"


"Yes, why?!"


Gibran noticed Viera and Vino who were fighting with a sad look, Deden and Key were even engrossed in chatting together.


"Look and open, your inner eye .. see the single, wounded .... However, his spirit will never fade .. until god will give .. couple .. nananan." Gibran sings with his face clearly explained, he feels sad because only he does not have a partner.


"Ehm .. excuse me, I'm welcome to talk to Key for a minute, as well as you?" asked Zea hesitatingly. For a few days now he was avoiding people, Zea had wanted to talk to Key for a long time, but he was always ashamed to feel so guilty.


"Okay, here. I'm males motion." Key spoke flatly in response, he was still focused with the meatballs before him. 


"Akhu-" Zea seemed to think for a moment. "It feels like I don't deserve to apologize, but I'm really outrageous and feel very guilty about the incident at that time. Akhu confessed all that just because of Deden, who now clearly can not be with me akhu kayak first again. Deden who is now being nice, should be enough. akhu indeed deserves to be hated, but I really have come to my senses and just want to apologize, I'm okay if you don't want to forgive me."


"Gue's sorry, lo. Because everyone must have been wrong and justified himself at some stage." Key threw a smile at Zea who just looked down. "You want meatballs?" tanya Key who replied nod by Zea.


"Thank you, Key." Zea hugged Key for a moment, then ordered one more bowl on Mr. Kasim, now he joined in sitting in front of Gibran.


"Ze?" ask Gibra to call.


"Yes?"


"Lo is a crossbreed, yes. Must be english."


"Why indeed?"


"What is 'I Love you' in Indonesian?"


"Nope. I don't want to answer, you will definitely want to digembel. Stale to know, no! Mending there at the red light while bringing it back."


"Ckk .. failed me," said Gibran resignedly, taking a deep breath.


"Gibran" said Zea who now says hello.


"Yes, why?" Gibran responded excitedly.


"Nothing, just call."


"Eh .. kirain wants to go back. I'm getting it too, huh."


"Den, seriously!" Juna who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, chugging a drink on the table, his face flushed with exhaustion.


"Why, Jun?"


"Father, lo. I met you in front of school."


"Papa's sire?"


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


Urang \= Me


Maneh \= You


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