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Negatively.

"Rana, eat it slowly, son. Later choking," said Kintan-Mama Rana when he saw Rana eating fried rice made in a hurry.

 Not minding her Mama's words, Rana still devoured swiftly. I don't know what he was chasing, but the clock still shows at 7 am and Rana also does not picket class today.

 Iko came while carrying her backpack. She is Rana's sister. Just became a student. He went this early only to pick up his friend and go together to college. Take care of things that have not gone right.

 "Daddy, you cut this short hair?" Iko asked in surprise when she saw her sister's new appearance. Her hand touched Rana's short hair which was already like a man's.

 Rana put away Iko's hand. She's pouting. "Emang napa anyway? It's not wrong." Jutek.

 "Yes my. You're a girl, Ran. Don't be this short. Doesn't fit to know." Iko's protest is avenged by a sharp plot from Rana.

 Rana doesn't seem to accept being reviled. "IH, Brother! Can you be quiet? It's my decision. Besides, I'm not a luna lucinta!"

 Kintan who felt that there would be a commotion immediately broke up. "Eh uh. Don't fight early. Later papa who is taking a bath with astonishment."

 "Why agree, anyway, Rana cut that short hair? I'm sure the boys know, Ma."

 "Ico. Whatever Rana's hair is. She may want a different hair style. Not long mulu. Ga papa, lah. Rana is also still a Grade 2 High School. So Mama let him be creative." Kintan smiled looking at his two children sitting next to him.

 Iko grunting. "Whatever, huh."

 Rana finished eating. The girl drank some warm water, gulped it down.

 "Ma, Rana goes to school first, yak." Rana put on her bag, then crucified Kintan.

 "Yes, Son. Careful. Don't bring the motor. Just relax. Vehicles aren't crowded yet, but you should always be on your guard."

 "Sip. Ma."

 Rana extended her hand to Iko who was feeding the fried rice into her mouth. "That's a shame, a nag."

 Iko gave her hand. "Student learning, deck me. Don't know the guy." The hat guy ruffled Rana's hair.

 "Aish." Quickly Rana leaves before Iko returns to ninyir. Yes, her brother is indeed a person who likes to comment. It's like a turah lamb. Nothing commented, even upil Rana who has not been cleaned just she nyinyirin. Bizarrely.

 

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Rana parked her motor matic in the school parking lot. She lowered her knee-length skirt and raised her socks to be longer, covering almost all of her calves.

 Then, he walked as usual towards his class which was on the second floor.

 Along the way, he passed through the tenth grade corridor. All eyes were on him today. Rana Rahmadilla is quite popular in Nusantara High School. She was the captain of the women's basketball team. The game doesn't have to be asked, he's very clever. Rana is very strong, and not a weak girl let alone spoiled. That's not his nature at all. Rana is Rana, a girl who is usually called rare by students.

 This time Rana managed to steal the show again, in addition to his great game. Rana, who usually appears with beautiful Long hair, now cuts her hair as short as a man. Rana just wants to be comfortable with her current style.

 “Woy!” Pat someone on Rana's shoulder while she was waiting for the elevator.

“Apaan?” ask without looking.

“That's so great lo, Ran. Cut hair this short.” The guy held onto Rana's hair, then he quickly brushed it off.

“What, anyway, Radit. Let me just say ngapa. My hair is also.” The elevator opens, Rana goes straight in. Actually there are stairs, but Rana lazy early in the morning must go up the stairs.

 Rana folded her hands on her chest, then looked at Radit with a slash. “Lo will know me, dit.”

Radit beroh ria heard it. The man wearing the hat smiled. “New effect broke up from Zidan, so so that mup on that? Let's like people, haircut to get someone.”

 They reached the second floor, then walked hand in hand to the 11th class IPA 4 at the end.

 “Hah? I just found out that there are people like that. Hair cut for ex lupain? What's connection?”

 Radit shrugged his shoulders. “Yes, let's be as fresh as possible. Btw, you're not papa, are you? It's been two weeks since you broke up, like a moody one. To the extent that, the exercise is not focused.”

Rana corrected her hairstyle when everyone paid attention to her. But he's indifferent. Being the center of attention was common for him. Especially when he and Zidan were dating, the gossip spread throughout the school. Including the canteen mother. Rana is grateful, Zidan finally decided to change schools when he broke up with her. And Rana could easily forget about it.

 “Woy, by diem.” Radit pokes Rana's cheek.

 “Again. I moved on 100 percent. The process is more rapid because he has not appeared again in front of me.”

 Radit's forehead shriveled, astonished by Rana's words. “Ran, lo same Radit dating a year, loh. Just two weeks?”

 Rana clucked loudly. “Dit, we are already from second grade SMP, and you still?”

 Hearing that, Radit nodded. “Yes, don't talk about it anymore. My ex is also.”

 Rana pinned Radit's head slightly higher than hers. For women, the shutter includes height. So, he wasn't too hard to catch the tall Radit.

 “AW-‘

 “Kan from earlier elo who discussed him, Bambang.”

Radit gave a wide grin because of that.

A pair of lovers-Ralat, a pair of friends have arrived in class. The reason Rana went in such a hurry was so as not to be too much of the center of attention of the class. Evidently, the class was still empty. There were only seven people in it.

Rana and Radit are sitting at their desks, yeah, they've been me since High School. After all, Rana does not have girlfriends, so it is comfortable with Radit.

“Buset, Shutter. This elo?” Yanti came to her desk with a surprised face.

The others also saw Rana as equally surprised.

Lia laughed out loud. “Ahahaha. Two thumbs up for you, Ran. You are a brave girl. I just don't dare to cut it that short.”

“Iya, dong. I'm not a weak girl, or a spoiled girl.” Rana smiled grinningly.

Radit lazily listened to the conversations of girls, he listened to music with his earphones while playing games.

“What lo cut short because ribet fit main, yes, Ran?” Ranti was pampered and asked a lot.

Rana nodded steadily. “That's also the reason, anyway. My males, risi.”

“But how do you like a guy, stay beautiful in my eyes, really, Rana zeyeng.” Fahri said it, their classmate is a famous playboy.

Everyone laughed at that, including Rana. He felt more comfortable with his appearance.

“Fahri is indeed too honest.” Rana smiled sweetly.