
Serra woke up in the morning, she had a uniform, the bag was neat on her back.
On his right is a box he will give to Leon. Serra took it and put it in the bag.
From today Serra will not take the bus again. Serra chose to walk. In his hand was a beautiful paper containing the formula that Leon made.
Along the way Serra repeated what Leon had written.
Serra traveled a long way, half an hour later he just got to school. It's been a little crowded at school.
Ara and Nacita depart together, they stare strangely at Serra who looks very seriously memorizing.
"Is he possessed?" nacita asked Ara who was also staring at Serra.
"Why do you think that?" Ask Ara who doesn't know that Serra never holds a book.
"This was the first time he had learned so tenaciously. What made him change?" ask the joy to herself.
Ara just silently listened.
Serra is still doing exciting activities that she just started, learning. Ara watched Serra carefully until she entered the classroom.
Even occasionally Serra hit the wall in front of her because she was too focused on her reading.
Even so, Serra did not go to the kankantin but instead was still busy memorizing the formula while eating the bread he had prepared from home.
Nacita and Ara stared at Serra questionnaires without any intention of interrupting.
Because of the saturation, Nacita and Ara went to the cantin together in the absence of Serra.
"It's neng, the chicken noodle. The orange ice wait a minute, yes." said the canteen keeper when he reached the table Ara also Nacita.
Nacita still looks lazy, while Ara ate the noodles in front of him because he was very hungry.
"Cit, Nacita." Ara called out while noel noel small legs Nacita.
The joy that had been daydreaming was shocked. "Hm... What's up?"
Nacita asked still with her puzzled expression.
"You're! How can you daydream? Why the hell, what's up? What are you seeping. Try my story." Ara asked with her trembling tone.
"I'm lonely." said Nacita sadly. Usually at times like this, Serra always wakes up the atmosphere with all his silly actions.
"Lonely why? Been decided by boyfriend? But I don't think so.. Model girl like you where anyone wants. Who's on the run all the guys who originally wanted to get you!" said Ara jokingly while blowing her left fingernail.
"Ck. Fucking wanker. It sucks! I'm a multifunctional pretty girl!" shouted Nacita annoyed at being insulted This gleaming man.
But the damn thing is that his insults are true. All this time Nacita wants to have a boyfriend, but even no guy who wants to be close to him.
"Multimedia kok? Multitalenta dear.." said Nacita gleaming while pinching Ara's cheek hard.
"Ouch, sick! You're this!" Ara was furious when Nacita had pulled her cheek hard, plus her sharp pinch was in excruciating pain.
"Look, my cheeks are all red. You know, my face is a very valuable asset. I love this beautiful face. The treatment is very something and the Syahrini salon can take care of him. What can you do." Ara was upset.
"God, just now Syahrini. I have come to Mother Marko's salon often" said Nacita did not want to lose.
"Mother Marko's Salon?" Ara parroted thinking, is there a salon mother Marko?
"Yes. The Mother Markonah Salon." said Nacita while chuckling.
"Dam. So annoying. Indeed there is a salon Mother Markonah." grumbled Ara while squeezing a small fingernail.
"Yes there are! Guaranteed, if you get out of the salon, your skin will be added glowing" said Nacita excited while chuckling.
"Ck, why do I feel like your words are so unconvincing." Now Ara became a little annoyed. It seems like Nacita is playing him.
"Trust me." Say Nacita while sipping her fresh orange ice.
"The hypocrite believes in you." answered Ara ferociously. He didn't want to be fooled by this bar girl.
"Surely, look at me."
Nacita showed me a photo of her phone.
"Where ? Glowing right?" ask Nacita with her innocent look.
Ara who saw a charred face also rose apitam.
"CAUSE!" Shouted Ara loudly, until all the residents of the canteen who were still eating turned to look at them.
"You're this, it's so noisy" Nacita whispered as she slightly bowed to apologize to the person who was disturbed by Ara's scream.
"You started it! The face of the car tire kayak is considered glowing. Very bummer!" Shouted again, now more jarring his voice because of his emotions that felt explosive.
"Yes the car tyre." said Nacita, laughing at Ara's anger.
Now Nacita understand a little why Serra likes to make the security guard angry. It turned out to be fun, making up and down one's emotions.
Next time Nacita will try it again, and the victim is Ara.
To be continued