Small Stars For Faila

A month passed without Frans

Today I first entered college again, after some of the social activities in Likes Earth .

After finishing one eye that day.  I feel hungry, me and Tari to the cafeteria called Kancut’ uh.  By the way, it is said to be a tangle, not **** internal, but there is a webbing on the roof of the canteen in the shape of a cone.

Sitting at the corner table, but before sitting down, I looked around first making sure someone wasn't there

Mohan from that day turned into a bully wherever I went, he would follow and follow until his wish was followed. He asked me to be a model video clip of his friend I refused but still he persuaded continue.

Our menu of choice that day Dari preferred Batagor and I chose chicken noodles, to fill the stomach.

Even though lately I've been colliding with the knowledge you're in. Because I no longer consider the Nutrition that goes into the body of the baby, such as the department that I take, the new Faculty of Nutrition also some bribes, I enter the mouth,  I can feel the worms I snatch because it's gone dark. However, suddenly there was a prank hand that released my pony hair, not haling my hair dangled into the chicken noodle mangosteen, he said,

as a result, the hair was joined into a bowl of chicken noodles that I picked up into my mouth greedily with my hair coming into my mouth, I hit Tari's hand for help with her mouth hooked with chicken noodles and hair in it.

I let out a strange sound from the mouth filled with chicken noodles.

Mohan pulled my hair and just laughed at me, then he sat down next to me and one hand helped pull the almost messy hair.

“You did the hell ...,” I said angrily, pulling this mouth rubbing tissue that ate some of my hair.

“I want to nemanin you eat too,” he said casually.   Pulling Bangkok in front of me, gobbling up the chicken noodles I ordered in Bangkok. With his attitude that bodo very and spent the contents of his bowl.

Ih want the taste of this one man, I made skewers, not pricks in the sour love squeeze, then burned, furious taste.

 It turned out that my voice was quite loud as well, inviting the attention of the entire canteen, because the one who came who made it because it was a Mohan Turka ,  a handsome man of Turkish descent with a face slightly to a Caucasian with his eyes gray and his body tall, he is one of the idols in our campus as well as Frans.

Seeing people's views on me makes me die of fleas, coupled with the behavior of a very stupid Mohan who was as good as his udel spent my chicken noodles, he added,  it was my former jigong.

“Mohan I'm hungry,” I said half a whisper glaring sharply at him.

My pet was already screaming cursing from the stomach because I just ate a little but hunted in the capture of Mohan.

My position is still standing with one hand still holding my horse's tail hair that is untied, I'm jiggling looking for rubber under the table looking for a binder, I'm, if my hair breaks off like this, I won't be able to eat. When busy looking down and looking back.

Dug ..

 My body was silent for a while, our eyes clashed against each other for a split second. I turned my eyes in the other direction.

It turned out Frans was sitting behind me his body was exactly facing me.

As I looked back, looking for rubber, it turned out that the tail of his eyes were watching me as well.

 I've been away from Frans's family home for over a month and this month, I've only seen her for the first time.

He also looked the other way, when I saw him, his eyes were cold

 For a moment this heart beat fast, then back to normal, only the gaze of his friends who looked at us alternately, Frans behaved as if I were someone else, I also acted normally to him.

'There will be time”

  You wait and I

Who never came' I said slammed.

I sat quietly beside Mohan.

“Ni people yes,” I ordered annoyed at Mohan the troublemaker.

“Redged!” Mohan glanced at me and burped.

“But... I have not eaten Mohan, I am hungry”.

“We just order it again,” he said casually not feeling guilty in the slightest.

I wanted to get angry and throw the empty bowl at the window but I was embarrassed to see people in the cafeteria let alone Mohan and Frans,  these two popular men always invite the attention of – girls on campus.

“Hadeeh .. I am hungry and even want to move my hands helplessly again,” I said put my head on the table.

“You want to eat mine first?” Dance thrusting her bangkok.

"What do you want to eat Fai? you stay a message , calm there is a Mohan babang here for you, but you want later tonight I invite yes, Iya Fai please I have promised,” he said did not stop persuading me.

“Alright .. alright Mohan, give me food first,”.

He laughed and ordered lunch for me.

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