
As usual, in the morning Satya will go to school first, while Satria waited for the loud voice of the mother screech to enter her eardrum.
"You are yes, yes, pardon Sat mother must how the hell ngadepin this attitude of yours." grumbled Nada, while brushing the blanket attached to his son's body.
"Well, here the blanket is still sleepy ah."
"Satria enough! your loving mother's choice, get up and go to school, or go to sleep."
"Mending to sleep on!"
"Satriaaaa!"
"Ck!"
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"Satria heard mother, mother does not want to know from tomorrow you take care of DenadaCafe" said the mother in a commanding tone, when she had managed to persuade her son to take a bath and wear his school uniform, so far, he is at the dining table.
Satria looked rough sighing, with a face that turned flat.
"Why should Satria try bun, right Sat_"
"Mother doesn't want to hear any excuses! from tomorrow you have to learn to take care of DenadaCafe, because bang El has let go, you know your brother is busy with his factories, Satya is busy with other father's Cafe."
"Why not Satya who takes care of it, the stage is really."
"You're how Sat is, Satya's handle is already a lot, while you_"
"Yes, I'm being rude!"
"That's not what you mean, even if your words really exist."
"Mother monday?" satria asked, as she got up from the chair, holding her bag on her right shoulder.
"Seneng dong, finally you want to recite the mother's words."
"Jaudah Satria pamit!" he continued, kissing the mother's hand, stepping into the garage, riding his favorite big motorbike, then advancing at full speed.
Halfway through, her eyes accidentally caught the figure of a girl in the same uniform screaming for help, as a man who might be her age was pulling the girl forcibly, to enter his car.
Without a second thought, Satria rushed over to the bike, running towards the man.
Bughhhh....
One hard punch landed right on the sturdy jaw, the boy until his body staggered and almost fell down.
"Se tan's! who you dare to interfere with my problems!" he said, while rubbing the corner of his lips that felt pained.
"Lo!" The man who was often called Betran stood up, looking at Satria with a hostile gaze.
"What, abstain me! okay I'm ladenin, what are you going to do here somewhere else?"
Betran snorted, glanced at the clock on her wrist, then glanced at Satria with an annoyed face, "Gue must enter the classroom, how about next time we continue, you just set a place where it is good to fight."
"Lo's a lot of asses and don't want to skip school, Ck! doesn't match your face." Satria smiled mockingly.
"Lo!" Betran pointed her index finger right in front of Satria's face, which was then brusquely covered.
"Polite dong, don't show my fucking face!" yelled Satria emotion.
While Betran rushed into his car in a hurry, without having a chance to say anything more to Satria.
"Huuu, sissy! it's really what I said." he shouted, turning his head when he realized the girl who was forced by Betran was silent with two hands that were interlocked.
"Lo's okay?" he asked, with both hands he put in his pants pocket.
"It's okay." replied the girl he helped without turning her head, busy tidying up her slightly tangled school uniform.
"Lo, school in_"
"Yes!" quickly answer.
"Lho, but I've never met you, have I,?"
"Where do I know!" he replied indifferently, and hurried away leaving him just like that, making Satria stupefied in her place, while looking at the back of the girl who was starting to move away from her sight.
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Haikal laughed out loud until the corner of his eye let out water, while listening to the story of his best friend Satria.
"This serious? anjirr. I can hardly believe you know, crazy king playboy all over the ocean High School for the first time in cuekin chicks!"
"And more crazy he did not say thanks try, it has been helped too." Satria hissed in annoyance, which made Haikal, Andre, and also Adam laugh again.
"The stab has faded, bro, add more gih!" Andre Ledek.
"Ck shit!"
"Eh long life tuh girl, again in the words she came!" haikal said excitedly, "Asli tu giris emang saucy yes, but his face is a bit jutek that."
"Sshhhht. girl! very sweet, acquaintance dong." Andre whistled flirtatiously.