The Couple Of MissKin - g

CTM Squad

Today is the day that has been determined by the squad Cewe Tajir Twist or can also be called the squad CTM, namely Avanza, Livina and Agya, they are ready with his scheming. This time they will make Ayla embarrassed in front of other friends.

"It's MK (Lecturer) Pak Civic's turn. Agya, you're sitting behind Ayla's seat, both of you Liv. If I'm on his left side, "command Avanza.

"OK.." they both agreed.

Previously they had messed up the chair that Ayla would sit on.

Sure enough their estimation, Ayla would be sitting on the chair they had already modified. Just as Ayla was about to occupy herself, the chair was immediately pulled by Agya backwards and made Ayla fall..

"Akhc!" his screeches. His butt was really feeling pain, also his heart was racing fast due to the shock of getting an impromptu attack.

Everyone laughed and watched Ayla fall. Because Ayla currently uses a knee-length skirt and not a few people look towards the legs of the ladder.

Ayla who was already in pain, embarrassed and also was holding back anger from being laughed at, her face became red and now has gone black.

He got up and he raised his right hand about to hit Agya. But he paused, he just clenched his hand hard while lowering it.

"Can you not pull it, this chair will I sit in" Ayla said with full pressure on her every word.

"Hey.he was talking to me from earlier," livina said. "You must not indiscriminately accuse him" he added.

"Haha," Agya showed a cynical smile. "Look! If you have no evidence then do not indiscriminately accuse" he said.

Ayla was unable to say anything because she did not have any evidence. After all, fighting with CTM members will not end well. Ok! This time he received his treatment.

He sat back down, this time making sure that his butt actually landed on the chair. He held the chair, then he pulled it towards him and finally he managed to occupy the chair.

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The chair was still not in action, the three CTMs began to look forward to anxiety while counting in their hearts.

From the outside, Mr. Civic entered the class, he immediately repeated his lesson after delivering the opening first.

While everyone was listening to the explanation from Mr. Civic, suddenly the folding chair that Ayla was sitting on rang.

Crick...

The seat cracked in the middle, though,

"Ah.." yelled Ayla softly withstanding her pinched butt pain.

It was a bit lucky that the crack was not as loud as it was when he fell, and it was certain that everyone did not notice him, so he was not too embarrassed.

The girl did not scream or scream in pain because there was no way she could scream in the middle of her killer lecturer explaining.

Can be punished himself for daring to make a noise. Just imagine it has been horrified, because the punishment is quite heavy, one book must be able to be memorized in time and with the thickness of the book he has determined.

But now unfortunately after his butt was pinched, he was unable to pull his body because the chair could certainly follow him and of course the clasp was getting stronger. Finally he could only hold on while his feet slightly swooped to hold his body.

But the longer he sat in such a state aching, aching, wanting to scream, wanting to get angry, mixed up in him. His brain turned around again, thinking who was behind all this.

After 1 hour and 30 minutes finally Pak Civic ended his lesson, not forgetting in every meeting he always gave difficult tasks to all the students he taught.

Like this time Mr. Civic gave them the task to find, record, and summarize the information contained in books that are super thick.

Junalistic majors are famous for having to be good at talking, good at writing, and analyzing data. So, it is only natural that they are asked to write.

Mr. Civic is out of class. Half the other students had come out to rest and go to the canton.

When in the room there were only 6 people and 3 of them were CTM squads, Ayla immediately stood up from her chair. As expected, the chair was carried away by him.

Six people were watching, none of them were laughing, "Haha..." Their voices filled the room.

"Ayla, bok*you hungry? To the extent that you eat chairs," chirped one of the students who is also his friend.

"Silent you guys." he said as he tried hard to take off the seat clasp.

"Hah ha ha ha.." Avanza laughs half. "Hem! Look at the behavior of this one person, besides the person matre, bok*ngnya also greedy, yes.." He smiled back cynically.

Everyone who heard his clumsiness immediately laughed, for them the expression Avanza is indeed true.

"This must be Avanza, Agya, and Livina's work. They're not satisfied to see me suffer" Ayla's inner self.

Want to hit, scratch, grab their hair. But the situation is not possible. His ass is more important than theirs.

Everyone's out leaving Ayla alone, no one wants to help her.

His stomach was already ringing loudly, whereas he could do nothing. Calling Jimny he paused again, because he did not want Jimny to see his condition like this. If he helped her, he could have made it an excuse to hold Ayla. Oho! Just imagine that he did not dare.

Ayla was just silent, a little tears welled up in her eyes to endure the pain and also hunger. Now he's curled up in a chair.

While outside, "I have to go to Avanza's class, this morning I forgot to give him chocolate. May she not be in the canteen yet, "inner Brio.

As she entered the room that became the Avanza class, she saw Ayla just sitting curled up and folding her hands on the table.

"Goddessa.."

"Let's go." he said spoiled, his eyes were soaked, tears were ready to slide down his cheeks.

"Why you??" ask Brio.

"Please!"

"Yes, why?" ask him who is still astonished.

"Pinches.." Her tears fell down her cheeks.

"What clamp?" Brio still did not understand his words.

Ayla got up and the chair came with her. Truly, this time Brio also wanted to laugh at him but he instead folded his upper and lower lips, silencing him not to laugh.

After feeling that he would not laugh, he raised a voice, "OK!" He paused back,

"Now you turn right, but if I touch sorry, yes." permission very carefully.

Ayla just nodded slowly. He followed Brio's direction, once, twice, and for the third time the chair managed to come off.

Ayla threw out her rough breathing, she sat down on the chair that Avanza had occupied earlier.

"Kok, can you clamp it anyway?"

"I don't know, the chair I was sitting in was suddenly broken" he said. She did not reveal her suspicions to the CTM squad in front of the man who had become her husband because she had no evidence.

"Ohhh." she answered briefly.

Seeing that there was no Avanza in the room, he stood up again to leave but Ayla held him back.

"Look, I'm hungry.."

"Yes, buy something to eat." she replied indifferently.

"Gee! This chocolate just makes me." Ayla instantly takes the chocolate for the Avanza.

"Hey!" Brio tried to take it back but unfortunately the chocolate was already open.

"Aylaa.." he growled.

"I'm hungry." ketus Ayla while still eating chocolate.

"Basan Ny*t, should eat bananas instead of chocolate" she sighed.

"May bananas too, I love it. Buy it later, yeah." Not angry Ayla asked for it.

"Relse....."

Even though they are married but in themselves, they are not ready to accept it. They can only act like friends. Toh ! Thought Brio, Ayla was not concerned about this relationship as well as Ayla's same thoughts, and in their minds each had someone they had to pursue.

...Quotes of this episode !...

...Don't laugh at people who are in trouble...

...Because karma is not as good as Karna in the Mahabarata film is also not as sweet as Dates in the fasting month...

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