Secretly Likes Him

DDSD 3: Mamakku The Limited Edition

Desi shook her head. Must be her mama's getting carried away by the story on the glass screen. The story is essentially the same, the storyline can be guessed, only different titles and casts, but still remains a favorite of mothers who are said to want to find entertainment, even though in reality it is precisely emotion.

Desi often sat next to her mama who watched television. Although he stared at the screen hp, but why the contents of the television was recorded in his brain.

''If you follow this emotion do not turn off the tip.'' threatened Desi while grasping the remote.

''Yo, no.'' replied mom.

Desi did not want her mammoth like other mothers who carried the storyline. Follow the emotions by the set scene. They got money, we got high blood.

''If you want to watch soap operas yes watch Mak, do not need to follow emotions. They keep getting the money.''

''Yes.it's been there if tired, sleep.'' his mammoth reply a little cranky. His habit when he was struck by the talk of Desi directly trying to divert.

Desi didn't mean to fight her parents. He also did not prohibit anything his mother did, including watching this television which became entertainment every day when tired from the garden and doing other homework. It's just that Desi does not want her mammoth exaggeration, who was willing to seek entertainment through television, it even adds to blood pressure.

''Mamak habits if invited to talk seriously must be diverted. Already want this ashar Mak, it is impossible to want to sleep.'' replied Desi who chose to remain sitting next to her mamm.

''It was in the room, it was still a hapean, right? why here.'' drive out mamak.

Desi laughed immediately.

''Hahaha. said that Mamak did not want to be disturbed.'' said Desi.

Desi went inside her room with a still remaining laugh.

''Basic mamakku limited edition, haha.'' murmured Desi.

Desi grabs her phone and sees the virtual world. Girls his age, of course, are having fun with the association. Including association in cyberspace. However, Desi is one of the girls who is not too fond of cyberspace, she has a social media account just to have.

When he saw the status of his friends who poured out their hearts, anger, and so on, Desi could only shake her head. What a waste of time. It will be a ridiculous memory.

''When did I last upload a photo?'' bathin Desi then directs to her profile.

''Haha. it turns out I uploaded a photo if there are events.''

Not long ago Desi made this social media account, he only had it when the rise of class XI. When compared to her friends, Desi is a girl who misses modern technology.

Not without reason, Desi has a mobile phone that can be used for the internet indeed during class X final semester. That's because the lessons in the school often require the internet to browse, there are email subjects. Inevitably Desi must have her own rather than having to go to the cafe. It should be a laptop, but because of economic conditions, Desi does not force, enough mobile phones that alone have made it able to access the internet privately without going anywhere.

''Oh my goodness this genk is very pretty.'' murmured Desi saw the post of her friend who uploaded a photo of three.

Desi continued to scroll down, until she stopped her thumb when a photo of someone made her heart beat.

''Cakep gini. maa shaa Allah .. huuhhhh.'' Desi grabbed a small mirror that was not far from her. Turn her cheeks to the right and to the left.

''Is that my form like this? that crush?? sober Dessss, sadaaarr ..!''

''Engineer eh insecure''

Desi patted his own eel and then stopped playing mobile. He came out of his room and did not find his mother.

Desi immediately took ablution water to perform Ashar prayers, and after that he will sweep the yard.

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Morning as usual, Desi left for school along with Siska.

Siska who was still cleaning her eyes through the rearview mirror immediately replied "okay"

These two teenage girls went to school, the streets were already quite crowded with school children's vehicles. From the opposite direction is also the same, towards the high school school which is also in this village.

Upon arrival at school, Desi and Siska walk hand in hand to their class which is in the middle between the classroom majoring in marketing and accounting.

Desi stuffed her carry-on bag into the drawer, then raised the plastic chairs onto the table before sweeping. Soon several other friends arrived, including one who had a picket schedule today.

''I nyapu here yes.'' said Desi's friend.

''OK.'' replied Desi.

In a group, there must be aja that just hang names. When there is a job, the form is lost where. This usually happens to male students.

And it happened in Desi's picket group, the boy's friend had not appeared at all. Though the next classmate who usually went with him was already visible. Needless to say, his friend must be in the cafeteria enjoying a skirt*k.

And sure enough, when the siren sounded that the sign had rung, the man came casually and walked very cool like without sin.

''Next week join the picket!'' namel Desi.

The man named Fian immediately stopped his steps.

''Easy, if not forgotten.'' he replied casually then headed to the back of his stool.

It is said that he, who sat at the very back including the slacker students.

''Really Fian! beware if you are lying!'' exhort Desi again.

''Noisy very women, Bu Anita came.'' pointed out.

Desi immediately turned her head, and sure enough, the vocational specialist teacher had stepped here because his schedule was in the first hour, really complicated.

The lessons of this morning have already begun. The first hour opens with one of the vocational lessons about correspondence. Lessons that make the contents of a bag full of ledgers.

''Today we practice computers yes children.'' said Anita ma'am.

Yes Buuu...

All the students answered in unison.

Compared to other majors, this major more get a schedule of computer practice.

Because computer facilities are still limited, so that the school makes groups to practice computers to be evenly divided.

Although Desi is not the most accomplished student in his class, but he always belongs to group one, group of 9 students.

''Who is in group one please go to the computer lab now, later Mom will follow. While in the classroom, you record this material.'' said Bu Anita by opening the ledger.

Yes Buuu..

''Fitri. you who dictate, pages 22 to pages 26.'' point Bu Anita to the student who has the loud voice.

''Okay Ma'am, '' Fitri replied as she received the thick book from her teacher's hand.