
" Eh, Nisa, how are you? " the word Yaser passed by at the school gate.
" Dh, kang Yaser, tumben nyapa, hahaha usually jutek, what dream Nisa last night ya "grunts Annisa in the heart.
Nisa answered, though,
" Thank God, fine. Being healthy? How about Nera tea? " welcome back to Annisa.
" Nera tea, it's hit by hot water with the same leg. So Teh Nera can't go anywhere, just play to the house all looking at Teh Nera" Yaser replied.
" God willing kang, but God willing the problem of getting hot water can be handled the same Nera mah tea. He was a very shallow wound, hit by the same people, can still fend off, although sometimes like to be battered too. hahahha has a taekwondo style, just keep it when you have a fight mah, mah, forgetting her main style and style was the millipede" Nisa's joking that caused Yaser to laugh all the way to class.
Undeniably, many upperclassmen who saw the togetherness of Nisa and Yaser.
Yaser, who always looked cold towards women, can now walk together and laugh freely with women, it is a great value, for the woman beside him.
" Nis, I went to class first, don't forget to come home from school I'm boncengin yes, let all of Nera's tea" said Yaser passed.
Yaser passed without an answer from Nisa, whether she agreed to visit her brother or not.
Nisa continued to walk towards her class, only until the upperclassman had already confronted her.
There were some upperclassmen, rebuking him.
One woman pushed Nisa against the wall.
Nisa was restrained on the wall, and her collar was lifted.
" Dare to, you little boy! " said upperclassman Nisa in a threatening tone.
There were some students who saw the scene, avoiding out of fear for this upperclassman.
" Sorry, tea. What's my fault? " tanya Nisa was confused plus felt fear.
" It's your fault, you know? " answer the class.
" Jauhin Yaser, if you don't get more than this every day, keep it! " threaten the upperclassman while nagging to pass from the class.
Nisa's hair was disheveled, she immediately tidied up her clothes and hair.
" Iskk, jol spied weh, jauhin Yaser, what the hell? not very clear? " gruntle Nisa was upset while entering class.
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Hours of rest, get-togethers with friends.
In the 2000s the canteen was not as beautiful as the canteen of the present era which was arranged, still in the form of a long bench without a table.
All the titles to the canteen, there lined up boys. Some eat fried foods, make brewed noodles, fresh drinks and sometimes karedok and siomay.
When the female students who buy, the boys tease each other, some are tempted to say I love u lah, say hello lah, ask for the number of gapelah, make a bath in the room agreement.
In the 2000s the most popular real place was the library, if not the library behind the school, or the most extream outside the neighborhood near the school toilet. It was also framed by friends pretending to ask for anther to the toilet. Very made up, right?
Haha..
Different from today, realain love can be through wa, telegram, snap chat, or mesenger and email. To cinema? it is mah ditivi-tivi, for the lower caste mah remains in the inevitable place mentioned earlier.
Yaiyalah, there are indeed those who go to the cinema, even then have to cuddle the money a few full moons.
Or it could be SPP money that is not paid hahahaha evil so much as a child.
In the past send one text also very dear pulsanya, kebayang dong one sms it Rp. 500,- silver, kayang if you want to poetry or want old chatan I need to run out of the pulsanya, being if you want to be able to call it a minimum of pulses fill Rp. 10,000,-.
At that time, who had a pulse that could make the call was the son of the sultan hahaha son whose father was tajir.
Who has a hape in that class can still be counted with fingers, aka rarely who have. Again, who had the hape was the son of the sultan of this era.
Nisa cuek jajan alone, indeed the character he likes to go anywhere alone, yes one of them is snack.
One of the boys approached Nisa,
" Nis, I'm home on Sunday night? "
said the boy dared to approach Nisa.
" To whose house?" nisa replied frowning, not liking.
" Cie. answered, Im, dipper together" said his friend the seductress while whistling. "wit wiiiw " .
" Hey, he's a cave bust, no one's teasing, if anyone dares to whack ma nih chick, cave hajar" said boim nickname known among school children.
Boim, IPS 3rd grader who is famous for his bengal and curliness.
His real name is Muhammad Ibrahim , because of his flat style, he is called boim.
His girlfriend is already buanyak, no doubt he is also called playboy cap submarine.
Because of the frequent change of girlfriend and always cheating secretly.
" What is it, piety, who would like to date the same akang, issshh! " push Nisa while passing.
Nisa's hair is ponytailed, then pulled gently by Boim. Nisa stopped in pain.
" Sell expensive lo, so beautiful lo, many ko girls in school here who queue want to be my girlfriend" said Boim meledek Nisa.
" Please get sick! " pinta Nisa is in pain her hair tail is pulled by Boim.
" Yes have been chasing girls who like the same akang, there are many who are drunk kekayang same akang, iskk akang freelin notak, I report BP geura teacher! " threaten Nisa doesn't like Boim.
At Nisa school, it is compulsory for all students to the older brother class with the title akang and to the older sister class by mentioning teteh.
Boim, never afraid of anyone including the teacher. He's the son of the foundation's chairman and the biggest contributor to school funding.
So naturally, the school rarely punishes Boim, unlike the other children.
" Akang, I want to eat, I'm a lager! " nisa's moaning began to shed her tears.
" Who told you to be beautiful, jutek again, plus selling expensive? " boim replied with a shitty smile.
Suddenly Yaser came, trying to break Boim who was busy pranking Nisa.
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Hi reader all hihihihi
Sorry yes, I will further expand the role of the character in the novel Promise and Knit My Asa, so as not to monotonize.
The drama will focus on three people Anto, Dya and Nera,
How did Dya and Nera promise in the marriage bond, will she still be together or will this story even get closer to the desperate knit of an Anto and maybe asa Nera as well?
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