The Definition Of Love

14. Home Together

While listening to a song using headphones, the girl sat while singing a little in front of the class while looking at the field where many students scattered towards the gate. Yeah, the school bell rang a few minutes ago.

The uniformed cowo with slightly ripe sapodilla skin was out of class. He looked next door, smiling at the headphone girl.

"Eh Bagas, did you finish the book?" Bagas.

"Yaudah come to the gate yok, this is what time it is also for the workshop close ntar," Bagas just nodded again in response.

The two of them went from the front of the class to the gate, many eyes looking at them with different gazes. There were even whispers about them, but Bagas and Alma were the ones who were a little unconcerned about the rant.

Ekhem, someone has moved on!

Alma stopped hearing that voice, a voice she really hated. The insinuation was none other than Felica who was wanting to go to the school parking lot, behind Felica there was also Galang.

"Fel, you fuck!" She doesn't like Felica.

"Lho's? I was wrong, honey? Just broken up a month, it's the same guy just now," Felica laughed mockingly, Galang clenched his hands.

"Sin, Fel. You're not talking rich."

Alma did not want to be trapped in that condition, he immediately went from there to the parking lot and even passed Bagas who had stopped too. Back there, Galang felt a great pain when he saw his ex-girlfriend walking with another man. But he also could not blame, because it was each other's right.

FYI, since the incident Galang slept with Felica. Galang decided to be with Felica because of the forced woman to become a boyfriend, Felica threatens if Galang still does not want to be his girlfriend then Felica will expose all the ugliness of Galang from ever harassing Alma, to sleep with Felica. He had no other choice, he accepted.

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Thank you sir!

Bagas smiled to see Alma who was excited because the girl's motorcycle had been successfully repaired by the mechanic they had left earlier this morning. Alma did not stop thanking Bagas as much as possible, making Bagas unable to hold his heart which is now dag dig dug.

"Thank you, Bagas! Hihi, you are always there for me!" Bagas hid his red face from inside the helmet. It just cleared up.

"Go home, what time is it too."

"Yes, Captain Bagas! Ready it! Again thank you, btw it's money-"

"Gearah, I'm sincere."

"But I'm really not good, Gas. One hundred and twenty thousand is so great to know!" Bagas chuckled, let alone a hundred and twenty thousand dollars, ten trillion would he also love if he had.

"Father, sans."

"What, Gas?" Bagas again and again.

"Well, thank you very much Bagas hopefully Bagas sustenance is increasingly launched the same on-Top yes! Hehe," reflexively Alma grabbed Bagas' right hand and kissed Bagas's back.

Bangs*t! I can be crazy rich! Inner Bagas.

"Jude, let's go home!" Take Alma and ride the bike.

The two of them also ride each other in tandem on the streets of the capital that has begun to jam. Until finally Alma waved to Bagas as a sign of farewell because there were two different twists, Bagas really could not resist the salting.

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Alma lay down on the bed staring at the ceiling of her room. Although his gaze was empty, but his mind went everywhere. In his room completely silent, there was only the sound of television being heard in his ear.

Without Alma noticing, the lines of her lips formed a small indentation. His heart was beating a little faster than usual. In his head was still ringing events recorded all day, let alone the incident about him with Bagas.

Alma clucked, he fingered next to her to find her phone. After finding his phone not far from his body, he immediately turned on it and started fiddling there. With a bit of hesitation, awkwardness and embarrassment, he sent a message to a man.

YO: YOU:

this bagas almaa

YO: YOU:

sorry bother, km busy??

He had overthinking fear that his chat would not be reciprocated, he was already sweating coldly. It has been a few minutes, Bagas has not yet replied to him. He was really embarrassed and wanted to delete the message he sent.

Bagas:

isya an, what?

YO: YOU:

YO: YOU:

want her hehe tp I'm ashamed of you

Bagas:

sans, to the point

YO: YOU:

I'm afraid of what to suppose:(

Bagas:

whata hah

YO: YOU:

km love to eat what hehe😁

YO: YOU:

sorry it's not important

Bagas:

food that uses rice or rich cake?

YO: YOU:

two-two kaloo can tauuu

Bagas:

rendang sm nastar

YO: YOU:

is that what you like the most??

Bagas:

yes

YO: YOU:

okedeh bagas, thanks yaa. sorry to interrupt the time

The message ended there, he was a little relieved because the chat had been replied. But without realizing what he was doing, Alma immediately rounded her eyes.

YO: YOU:

lg apaa nii

Alma reflex sent that chat, it immediately deleted it but the phone was a little error and became slow let alone Bagas already read the chat first. He was really panicking, something unexpected happened that was beyond his expectations.

Bagas:

Send a photo 📷

YO: YOU:

asik ya hehe, sorry yaa sok continued ajaa. see you tomorrow hihi

Bagas:

sip