T&R

1.TIFFANY'S SPIRIT

"RAFAEL!" Tiffany was chasing behind Rafael. He ran a little to compensate for the steps Rafael who was already far ahead of him. "Lo likes me the same?"

"Raphel! Answer dong! Do you like me the same?! Oohhhh, I know! It's a shame to say, I did it!" Tiffany's words sounded very annoying in Rafael's ears. The man had no intention of answering. He kept walking, paying attention to the girl next to him.

Tiffany Princess. Beautiful girl with a lot of achievements. The dream of the male students, except for Rafael Emeraldy. A student who is able to melt the hearts of all students at his school.

Sometimes Rafael wonders why Tiffany insists that she likes him, but she only wants to save Tiffany so that Arga does not do anything. That's all, nothing more. But why Tiffany always thought of it more.

"El, dong by the way! It was my time to say it!" Tiffany complained that she was getting upset because she continued to monologue. "My mom said that if anyone says something, it has to be answered! If sin is not answered, do you want to have many sins?"

"Well, do you like me?!"

Tiffany stopped suddenly because Rafael stopped and turned his body towards her. "Well! That's dong! How's it? Do you like me the same?" Tiffany smiled widely while waiting for the answer that would come out of Rafael's mouth.

"No! And never will!" Rafael answered him ketus and peppered with a slightly spicy tone.

"Ihhh, no. You must like me! The proof is that I came from Arga. Mean FIX lo it likes me!"

"I told you how many times! I don't and I'll never like you!" Rafael turned his body. He began to walk again leaving Tiffany who was glued to her place.

"El, don't walk anymore dong! Tired of chasing you!"

Bodoamate! Who told you to come after me! Inner Raphael.

"EL, I know how much you really like me! It's just prestige, right?!" Tiffany is back after Rafael. "Udah, I'm telling you!"

"Diem!" Tell Rafael with a sharp glare at Tiffany. "How many times have you said that I never liked you? Have your nerves broken and do not understand human language? Or are you crazy?!"

Said Rafael who could make Tiffany fixated on her place. Tiffany is silent no longer continuing her pursuit of Rafael.

"Ell, but why don't you like me?"

"How much should I say? If I don't like it!" Replied Rafael while pressing the word 'lo'.

"But why, El?"

"Because I don't like you, you idiot! SATISFIED?!"

Tiffany clasped her skirt at the bottom. "Judah if you don't like me! I'll have a crush on you!"

Tiffany looked at him. "BEAUTY YES! YOU'LL SAY LIKE ME TOMORROW!"

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XI IPA 3 is very boisterous because of the unfinished break. Tiffany has arrived in class, no longer chasing Rafael. With long strides, the girl entered her class and sat down next to Stella.

In the classroom, there are different types of children. Some smart people are learning at the front desk. Some sing while dancing on the back bench. Then, there are gamers who are playing mobile games with their friends. The most crowded and boisterous class among other IPA classes. And also the IPA classes most often called by BK teachers.

"Fa! Where the hell is it, lo?" Stella asked who was watching Tiffany sitting in front of her with a matted face.

"La, help me dong! Make Rafael say he likes me!" Whine Tiffany to Stella. "I forced him to do it but said he didn't like it!"

"Duh, Fan, how do you do!" Answer Stella. Baffled.

"Elo asked Rafael's number to his friends, cake. You are so friendly!" Tiffany. "Can, maybe it's a love!"

"Thus Rafael the answer is how? What do you like?"

"She said she didn't like it!"

Miranda. "That's your fate! Maybe he wants to digelametin lo doang times! It's just the pedicure!"

"Maybe?!" Answer Tiffany. "But from his gaze he looked at me it was different! I can be rasain!"

"What are you rasain!"

"No idea? Maybe I felt it again, yeah!" Tiffany cengennesan's.

Stella wrinkled her face to look at Tiffany. "Rather than dealing with an unclear problem! You better learn to teach Mr. Sunaryo!" Stella puts the package book in front of Tiffany.

"But you don't like him, by the way?" Miranda's question was able to make Tiffany silently look at her.

"Gue don't know? But like?" Tiffany was silent for a moment. "Then he let me out of Arga. I think I feel the same way about him!"

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