Prince Gesrek

It's screwed!

The odd semester end exam is in sight. Bhayangkara High School has been preparing as well as possible for the students to show their learning results for the last six months.

It was still morning, students flocked to enter the school, either just re-open the textbook or fill the stomach that was not able to be fed. A red ninja biker enters the school environment, several similar bikes are behind him.

"Today is it?" juna asked after opening his helmet. The motorbike he parked side by side with the Deden motorbike and also the cute duo who had made an appointment to leave together.

"So, dong! I've downloaded an exciting song for the party later," said Gibran enthusiastically, walking closer to Deden and Juna who were standing.

"Eh, but you guys okay, huh? Help urang voluntarily?" tanya Deden made sure to his friends. "Urang hopes the plan works," he continued.

Juna pulled out a match from his pocket. "It's okay, dong. Just today there is a mathematical repetition, I'm males," said Juna playing a match in his hand.

"Look out, Den. I support you, I don't want to lose my dearest friend, here and there hug" Gibran said as he approached, stretching his arms.

"Go, Maneh. Find a girl, don't jones mulu!" Deden pushed Gibran away.

"Eitz! My heart is too limited an edition to have. Make no mistake, gini-gini also a lot of queuing. Really, no, Jun? " Gibran interrupted Juna who re-inserted a match into his pants pocket.

"Lo face looks like sembako, anyway, so many are fond of." Juna chuckles amusedly.

"Gue tabok, rolling, you. So friends, there is no giving support," said Gibran upset.

Deden grieved at the behavior of the two of them. "Gini, here. If my shell is given life."

The fight is still going on, Gibran and Juna are now throwing taunts at each other. May there not be a 3rd world war. Deden glanced at Vino who sat pensively on his bike, lately Vino is often daydreaming.

"Don't diem-diem bae, Vin. Breathing for breath." Deden, who was leaning on his bike, patted Vino's arm slowly.

"Eh, why me?" Vino was half surprised to point at him.

"Neither .. there was a heartbroken cat wearing different types of shoes, which is left of all." Deden held back his laughter, glancing downwards. Meanwhile, Juna and Gibran who understood, had laughed out loud holding their stomachs.

Vino laughed, though he didn't know where the funny thing was. "Haha ... crazy cat, depression times," said Vino sober.

"Yes maybe, yes" Gibran said, still laughing as he glanced at Vino.

"Yes, kuy! Find a class" Deden said, stepping in first. Followed by Gibran and Juna.

Vino got off his bike, he walked after them. Feeling something strange on his feet, Vino looked down at him. "Eh, bushel! Why all the left shoes? So the cat that Deden meant was me? Si*lan is them!" vino said annoyed at cursing the wind that only hitchhiked through.

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Seconds on the clock sound regular. Students looked down seriously at the paper on the table, their hands danced occasionally to write a row of numbers on a piece of paper.

The math lesson being tested makes students sigh several times, if you have supernatural powers maybe you can see the smoke coming from each student's head, which is caused by mental pollution to contaminate the room.

Deden is in the same class as Gibran, Juna is in Key's class, and Vino is in Viera's class.

Deden twirled the pencil on his arm, repeating the hours of his first lesson and he had to think hard about calculating his abstract numbers. What true torture.

Deden did not count much, but he asked for a lot of opaque paper. The opaque paper used to count, even Deden used to make grooming planes and draw circles under a cat, was he drawing cat feces? I don't know.

Deden glanced at Gibran at the table, holding his lips in motion. The understanding Gibran immediately nodded slowly.

"Mom! I go to the toilet" Gibran said, raising his hand.

The supervising teacher standing in front looked over. "Don't take too long. Later you run out of time," said Bu Fida nodding his head.

"It won't be long, Mom. I'm afraid I miss." Gibran giggled amusedly, only when he got a murderous look from Bu Fida.

Gibran raised his thumbs below, indicating that he was ready. The student came out of the room and ran somewhere, he changed his goal. Not to the toilet, but to the secret.

Deden stuttered when noticed by Bu Fida. No-no, he is not baper, but he is afraid because Bu Fida's face really feels horror.

Moments after Gibran went to the toilet, he still hasn't returned. Deden was a little worried waiting for him, a soft rustling sound came from the loudspeakers in the corner of the class.

Deden. "Three ...," said Deden muttering softly. "Two .. one!"

Koyo ngene rasane wong nandang

Rino wengi atiku rasane

Tansah kepingin nyawang

Sedelo wae uwis emoh

Bu Fida was surprised to hear the song playing coming from the loudspeaker, he reflexively stood up. Who is involved in this kind of repetition?

"You guys continue to do the test. No one is cheating! I went out for a while" said Bu Fida out of the room in a hurry.

Cidro tegane kowe

Change sprene suwene I ngenteni

My inner cry does not grantes my urip

Teles kebes netes you know my chest

Deden laughed out loud. "Crazy the Gibran same Vino! The song period is showing off bojo," he said still laughing loudly. "Too hands that again write numbers for answers join joget how? Maybe five faded to three, Haha."

The students who had been focused on doing the problem distracted.

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"Cendol-cendol!" Gibran moved his body in front of a broadcasting device near the UKS space.

"Dawet-dawet!" timpal Vino also moved his body, his face changed differently from this morning.

"Cendol-cendol!"

"Dawet-dawet!"

"Cendol dawet seger!" they said in unison following the song.

"The Bureau?"

"Five hundreds!"

"Keep!"

"Ra wear a ketan!"

Ji ro lu pat five six pitu wolu.

The clattering of steps sounded rhythmic, not just one but many. Bhayangkara High School teachers wanted to know who had made a fuss. It's impossible, right? Is there a wedding at school? They flocked into the broadcasting room.

Gibran and Vino were already stuck sweetly under the table. Sharing a narrow place, even the current position of Vino's feet was stepping on Gibran's face with his elegance. They curled up without making a sound, music was still heard all over the classroom.

Ms. Fida who came first, walked slowly towards the table. He controls all the places to make sure no one is around, other teachers take him seriously from behind.

"One ... two ... three ...." Vino and Gibran count together without making a sound.

The tririririririiing!

"What else is this?!" bu Fida said slowly. He turned around to the outside of the room, followed by another curious teacher.

Automatic tools when the fire sounds strong, spitting water in all directions. Students and students who had been focused on doing work, although a little disturbed by the song 'Bojo Showers' scattered out of the classroom after hearing the fire warning alarm.

"No stars oyy! No stars oyy!"

The duo came out of their hiding place and continued the dance that had stopped.

"Bran!" vino said calling Gibran who was still busy dancing.

"What?" gibran replied briefly.

"Cheap cheap, huh? 500s cendol?"

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The headmaster came out of his room, he walked hurriedly to the field where everyone was gathered. Some are screaming in panic because they hear the fire alarm, some are even possessed, right? Strange indeed.

Deden sneaked into the principal's room. His attention was immediately drawn to the row of drawers next to the table which was the only one in the room.

The documents were stacked so much, that Deden was confused to find where. Deden crouched open the drawers one by one, starting from the bottom.

For so long rummaging through the drawers, Deden did not find what he needed. Deden's eyes traced the entire room. He saw a cockroach walking cautiously under the floor, maybe he was afraid of Deden stepping on. Even though they are both cute, even Deden who looked at the cockroach was horrified.

The cockroaches are flying! Really, make goosebumps. By reflex Deden took a document on the table, rolled up the document and prepared for war with the cockroach.

"Basar cunt! The bull! Be nervous! Anacondas! The Mamaconda! Bapacconda! Grannymonda!" deden yelled at the cockroach that flew across him. For some reason, the name of the animal changed.

The winner was .. the cockroach, because Deden was curled up in the corner of the room. He was afraid that his cockroaches would return to bring out their mainstay of flying freely.

Deden's gaze stopped at a document in his hand, a unique document with a hello kitty-shaped note in front of him. Okay, Deden doesn't care.

Opening the document with the brown cover, his eyes widened after getting what he was looking for.

Student transfer files on behalf of 'Rakafa Dean Farizi"

"Finally! Urang won! Thank you my brother, for maneh, for not meeting the one who is looking for," said Deden cheering happily.

Deden stared at the cockroach haru who was sitting sweetly at the headmaster's desk. But instantly, his gaze turned horrified because he felt his cockroach staring back and would again launch his nurse. Deden immediately went outdoors after getting what he was looking for.

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Hy! Hy! Holla, gaes! Is there a 'SOBAT AMBYAR'?

Happy reading, yes. Please get constructive criticism and advice from all of you.

Urang \= Me

Maneh \= You

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