Rascal In Love's

Home School

The atmosphere of the school that afternoon was adorned with peace. The Middle Semester assessment is done, and as Meneer protested, Rio levelled up from ordinary to ‘sikit’ is amazing, if Meneer said. Because Rio rose to Rank 8 for the entire 12th grade

“Jan sombooong!” spray Meneer while clapping the back of Rio's head with a book. Rio was just a whimper as he walked around to embrace Abbas' shoulder.

“Yo, there are those who sell Ninja 150R. It costs only 20 million! Suitable for you lovers of 500 meters,” said Abbas while checking his phone.

“Wih cool! He stopped production anyway! Without chasing yes..” Rio admires the body of the Kawasaki Ninja 150R motorcycle.

“Well, Vega R bagusan I,” murmured Meneer while extending his neck peek at Abbas's phone screen.

“Vega R you so not tuker same Jupiter MX me?” ask Abbas.

“No! I just dated her komstir. I'm tired of even being asked to do the same Jupiter you. Where never treated just digeber doang!” omel Meneer's.

“How can I sell my Satria to lu Yo! Not yet new motor, right?” Junot approached them while jumping in the style of a wibu dapet figure Demon Slayer can be sloppy. Happy cheerful happy.

“Kalo you sell to me, you use what?”

“Bokap has bought Royal Enfield, and is already hanging out in the garage,” Junot said.

All quiet.

“Royal Enfield..” murmured all annoyed.

“Hum.. he said, it's time I over ‘male’. Not beautiful continue..” Junot brings together both indexes in kiyut mode.

“Tell to Om Artha, the male grows a beard, muscle gedein, kayak he. Not Royal Enfield! You use Hayabusa!”

“The question,” Meneer murmur, “Pake Royal Enfield, Emang lo feet asphalt tread?”

“Iya that's the problem. Pas I try first, my feet have to ride the sidewalk next to it so heavy there is a 190kg time, my hands until stiff test drive runs out, hehe,” Junot crygencesan. The thing is, he alone weighs only 50kg and 160cm. What a little kiyut guy.

“Fix this is Junot we scrawl from the list of Drag Race next week, already an elite,” whispered Meneer cynically.

“Iya yes, no level of his community, hush! Disturb your eyesight!” abbas snorted his hand at Junot.

“That's Ih! Mature little dong! It's time we went to college instead of a wild race using a bodong motor just!” sumpul Junot.

“That's from the heart?” ask Abbas.

“Ngak..” Junot is getting grim, “Gue is still craving real dragrace. But yesterday I squirm Adrian dead silly with a messy corpse.”

All speechless.

“Yes obviously I reached the house crying. I'm his only son,”

And again all can only be silent while looking down. Even though the victim is different circle but still one barrel.

Even though they are from Bhakti Putra High School, with a very mature social status, but they do not say to their wild racing friends who are average from the village and the alayers. Because they are quite comfortable interacting with ordinary citizens without thinking about social status. Usually they claim to live in Kampung Indah, Bang Rasno Village.  Hence, everyone knew Juhari. The Maling Motor.

And they had warned Rio not to sell the bike he often used to race to Juhari, but Rio need money anyway. Want to be offered a gold chest from the safe David Yudha will also be rejected because of the principle of Rio who did not take advantage of their friendship.

On the other hand, Rio's friends are also trained to live very simply. For comparison, Anggun snacks a month is about 10 million. It was just for snacks, not yet the need for school and shopping. Meanwhile, the snack of Abbas, who was in fact the richest father in the school, was only 500 thousand a month. Includes gasoline motor. But if it's lunch, he still gets a fancy food catering delivered by his father's aide every day to school. This was also because his mother insisted that heir David Yudha should be fulfilled by his nutrition.

From a distance Rio saw Anggun coming out of the examination room while flicking his long hair back.

He had just finished following the PTS remedial for five lessons at a time in a day.

But her face remained fresh and beautiful, without the slightest trace of fatigue plastered on her face.

“Sampe you are made the Chairman of the Gang,” Meneer muttered while giggling amusedly.

“And so fugitive police anyway,” added Abbas while giggling.

“We're back for the final exam, you don't want SBMPTN?”

“Ya want to,” exciting all at once.

“Walopun ends we will be entered into Amethys University have Om David Yudha as well. But at least if I get to SBMPTN, I'm very proud bokap lah!” said Meneer.

“Bokap lu, Kevin Cakra, Honorary Student at His High School. He was accepted to 5 State universities! But he is more likely to be the first student at Amethys, graduating with the title of Summa Cum Laude. You don't want to be like him?” rio to Meneer.

“Ya really want... If I could do more than him!”

“So yaaah..” Rio shrugged his shoulders.

All quiet again, think.

“So? So what's? So you'll all be buying Royal Enfield?” ask Junot.

“Yes is not begooooo! Study! Motor only!!”

“Motor and Articulate our soulsaaa!” junot defended himself.

“Our soul what’an.. “ grumbled Rio, “The two hobbies can even make our souls float!” he pointed to his still bruised temple.

Junot only grinned while covering behind Meneer.

“Gilaaaaa..” Agung walked over with a stagger approaching them.

“What's more, the great habit of dateng-dateng moaning!”

“The medial is badly messed up... Dear God, penitent deh meyeeee,” the Great sitting on the floor while rubbing his face. “Newly this time I menggerasain repair exam because it is more difficult than the real testaaa,”

“Yes will be taken the best value Gung,” said Abbas.

“Neither good than the average value of 5.4,” Great looking forward with eyes glaring.

Everyone coughed in amusement. “Lu where the hell, why can an average of 50 percent less?!”

“Gue did not understand three years this I did aja, I myself confused can not ngebedain Limit function, limit line, to infinity how..” lamented Agung, no, “Which has my brain is limit!”

“That's it. To Junot's house tonight we try Enfield, all you ngrecokin dinner, I'm so kind Gung, I'm, want to teach you to be able to distinguish between the problem of IPS with the problem of language. You must like to go back and forth, right?!”

“Pancasila aja I like back between please to 3 and please to 5...” murmur Agung.

“What's first please?” meneer Test.

“Fair and Civilized Divinity,” replied Agung fast.

“To neurologist yuk Gung?’ haggar Meneer.

Yeah, he's that bad.

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