The Complicated Love Story
_Trapped_
Meanwhile, Fikry was silent for a moment to notice the figure of the girl, in Fikry's eyes the girl looked very strange and creepy. Dirty, shabby, torn clothes, and disheveled hair.
“Nak, don't look at that girl over there!” exclaimed the old man who flashed in front of Fikry.
“He who's grandpa?” ask Fikry wonder.
“The girl is crazy,” replied the old man.
“Astagfirullah, thanks cake,” said Fikry.
“Go son, before the girl attacks you,” The old grandfather immediately passed away.
“Means how to cake?” fikry asked but the old man had already gone a long way.
Fikry felt strange, with the old grandfather and the girl not far from where Fikry stood.
'The girl's pity, but she's also very creepy.'
Fikry sped up his steps, he did not want to linger to see the girl. Not far from Fikry's steps, he was stopped because the girl he saw was holding his hand tightly.
“Bi, don't go I love you, hehe.” he said in a sad tone and laughed.
“Sorry, don't hold my hand,” Fikry let go of the girl's hand with a little roughness as the girl held her hand tightly.
“No, you are evil. You leave me when you have taken all the precious things from my body, hiks..hiks...hiks” said the girl with tears.
“You have the heart, leave me with this state of me, hahaha.” said the girl with laughter again.
Fikry had a deep concern at the mad girl's state, but the girl was extremely strong. To the extent that Fikry had difficulty releasing the girl's hand on his arm.
“If only, I'll just go from there. Maybe I am not stuck from this crazy girl, haduh, how nih,” said Fikry while trying to escape.
“You don't love me anymore Bi?” asked the girl with a big smile and looked at Fikry's handsome face.
“Sorry, I'm not the Bi you mean, I'm Fikry, not Bi. Who did you call that?” ask Fikry to the girl, so that the girl will let go.
“Bi, Bi, Bi? hiks..hiks..hiks..” cry the girl out loud.
“Yes Allah, why are you? eh wrong, he is crazy, if not wrong this girl age is not much different from me and Zanah,” said Fikry with himself confused.
“You're so handsome Bi, but you're evil. Hiks..hiks..hiks..” the girl started crying again.
“I'm not Bi, you mean,” said Fikry impatiently.
Suddenly he remembered Zanah, it was possible that he could help Fikry. And finally Fikry called Zanah, repeatedly Fikry called Zanah but was not picked up either.
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In the House of Zanah, the,,
After tidying up his book, with a smile that expands on his lips. For having completed all the tasks of the killer teacher. No one dares to fight when it comes to killer teachers, let alone a task that is not completed just get ready. They will get a special gift of punishment.
“I want to clean my face first ah,” he said with excitement.
Drrrr... (His phone is ringing)
Inside the bathroom, she did not hear her phone ringing, due to the sound of the shower.
Finished cleaning his face he saw the phone ringing and vibrating almost the phone fell off the table with Zanah quickly caught his phone.
“Kak Fikry?” said it.
“What's Brother Fik?” ask Zanah jutek.
“Zan Zan, help me dong,” cried Fikry from behind the phone.
“What does Brother Fik help with?” zanah asked in astonishment as Fikry shouted.
“I'm near your favorite meatball stall, hurry to si...” shouted Fikry cut off at the end.
Tut's..Tut's..Tut ..
“Lah, brother Fikry weird,” said Zanah.
Finished hanging up the phone, Zanah rushed to wear her pashmina hijab and asked permission to go out to Zunairah.
Hem🤔
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“To be continued”
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