The Fathur My Future

ONE BOX BOTH.

The easiest thing to change is the feeling of unrequited love, momentary love.just because he once loved you, don't think so on... The heart is easy to turn back, so do not be too narcissistic that he will always be steady to settle on you, on you who do not appreciate his love.

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Marsha coolly told the Princess until unconscious Fathur had stood before him for a few minutes, when he was about to reprimand Marsha, Fathir from the corner directly approached Fathur and pushed hard.

"What's this, huh?!"fathir's hateful gaze towards Fathur brought Marsha and the Princess to a standstill with his chatter.

"Well, is Fathur here?"surprised Marsha and Princess.

"Either wrong?"ask Fathur coldly

Fathir held tightly onto the collar of Fathur's shirt, his nerves were visible.

"Ck. Mending you go there! I'm sick of seeing your face!"fathir Benthak.

"Gue's not here for you, but for Marsha."

"Marsha is mine!"

"Ck."Fathur smiled mockingly at that time.

Marsha has not moved and just pay attention to what Fathur is doing.

Fathur took a deep breath and took off Fathir's grip with one hand, putting the rice box on Marsha's desk.

"Take the rice box well, don't fall!"whispered Fathur to Marsha.

Marsha was only confused and nodded, Fathir grew furious and pulled back the collar of Fathur's shirt pushing him to hit the board.

"Sha, you don't want to stop them?"asked the Princess while looking at Marsha.

"Let it go, I'm lazy to interfere!"jutek Marsha's.

No matter what Marsha thought, she never turned her gaze to Fathir and Fathur, her eyes still glanced at them without even blinking a single glance.

"Lo why are you still here, huh?! Guys like you don't pantes in this class, go!"throw Fathir out with his Rude.

"GO!"shouted Fathir, and his companions only sorted a third of his eyebrows with the behavior of Fathir.

"Ck."truly Fathur held back his emotions.

Because Marsha knows Fathur will not fight again this time, with a lazy Marsha approached them while carrying the rice box earlier.

"Already, stop!"lerai Marsha's.

Fathur and Fathir looked at Marsha questioningly.

"Fathir, leila!"marsha's orders.

Fathir scowled while glancing cynically at Fathur and Marsha.

"Kok make it hard?!"fathir said to Marsha

"Gue did not insist, you just unawareness!"

"Well, how am I?!"

"Thir, let alone be. Don't be so rude with Fathur, it can't be that."

"Ck."

"Deliver!"with malasnya Fathir took it off

Huo. Fathir is very rude, not yet familiar with me already as much as it is, my god, what will happen later. (inner Marsha).

"Come, come with me!"Marsha pulled Fathur's hand away from there.

"Yet again, huuuh." said the Princess.

Brak!

Fathir punched the board.

"Why does Marsha always just belain him?! What's special about him, huh?!"angry Fathir.

"Stupid, and pathetic." said the Princess standing up from her stool and walking towards the exit of the classroom.

Srtt! Fathir pointed at her, The cynical princess turned towards him with a look of pity.

"What do you mean, huh?!"fathir Benthak.

"Lo was stupid, couldn't control the situation... It's sad, can't take care of yourself... That way, Marsha where interested to make close to you, because you are rude! Marsha hates rude people, not just Marsha anyway... But all the women in this dunian, ck."the ridiculed Princess looked at the sadistic Fathir then released the grip of Fathir's hand.

"No need to touch me!"the cynic then left

"Shoppers!"

Fathir's friend walked over while covering his chest.

"That girl is interesting, according to my mind."

"Lo defend him?!"angry Fathir

"No, but what he said was true. The more you can not control your emotions, the more Marsha will hate and not be interested in you... Fathir, Fathir, unknowingly you have given Fathur a chance to win Marsha's heart."

Fathir fell silent and headed his hands furiously, his emotions were hard to control, small things could raise his emotions.

Akh shit! my paranoid illness is getting worse! (inner Fathir)

"So, he deliberately provoked my emotions just to make Marsha hate me?!"fathir said, his best friend nodded.

"Ck. Brengs*h!"

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In one of the shady places Marsha invites Fathur to shelter there, while accompanied by boxed rice that Marsha holds.

"Now, your box of rice."provided the box of rice to Fathur.

Fathur received it, then immediately opened it without being stale. There are various types of vegetables, fried fish, kale, tempe mixed toge, chicken sambal, and crab.

"That's a lot, Sha." said Fathur.

"Hmm, I don't know your favorite, but I bring a lot... Actually it was I prepared for you, hehehe." said Marsha.

"His rice is a little bit."protes Fathur.

"Much protest! I ate it, it was cold."

"Don't you?"tawar Fathur

"Who loves me, what brings you?"

"Kan, it's got me!"

"Come on, can do it!"

"Hm. Would you like to?!"

"What?"

"Eating together?"

"One box? Both?"Fathur nodded.

"There's only one spoon, Fathur!"

"Pake your hands, wash your hands first, here!"

Fathur pulled Marsha's right hand and washed it with the water in Fathur's bottle.

"No need to keep the image in front of me, I prefer girls who are... Eating a hand pack is much nicer, than using a spoon, right?"

The deg!

As Marsha's heart pounded, the gentle touch of Fathur's hand washing her hands made Marsha erratic. His face was as red as a tomato, treated so by Fathur even with Petran never before.

"Here you go, let's eat!"fathur.

"Aren't you washing your hands?"ask Marsha

"It's about to wash, hmm."

Marsha followed the style of Fathur and washed her hands with bottled water, then after that she tekkeh.

"Pooch. Fuck up!"marsha's hair is shuffled with her left hand.

"Ih, tangle!"marsha protest.

"Sorry-sorry, yaudah so when is this?"

"Now!"

"You first!"fathur said to Marsha

"You are! The one who has the provisions is now you!"Fathur nodded and began to try the rice box given to Marsha.

One mouthful managed to escape in his mouth.

"Where?"ask Marsha was-was

"This is what you cook?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Enak."two thumbs up Fathur gave to Marsha.

The deg! His heart was not made by Fathur.

"Udah, don't salting!"fathur Tegusr.

"Ih, fuck! How am I salting anyway?!"mumbles Marsha.

"Let's eat!"

"D-yes."

Fathur and Marsha eat together in one rice box, with hands without a spoon. Romantic, Marsha and Fathur laugh occasionally. There is a sense of pleasure at that time, not even a hint of disgust, they enjoy the cuisine of Marsha so relaxed. unwittingly Marsha's friend noticed it, Marsha's friend noticed it, and the, and Kinan secretly took their photos.

"You noticed, Marsha since she knew Fathur is often cheerful, well?!"the Princess said to Kinan and Ranti.

Kinan and Ranti nodded.

"Thankfully, it looks like Fathur fits closer to Marsha." continued Ranti.

"Good, see Marsha happy I am too." Kinan said.

"Same."so Ranti and the Princess.

"Hopefully they will continue like this, hehe." muttered Kinan.

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Fathir is irritated to see the closeness of Marsha and Fathur, claustrophobic and jealous in his heart erratically seeing Fathur and Marsha eating together in one place.

"Damn it! It's unacceptable! it's crossed the line, I don't like it!"fathir Umpat.

"Hm. It seems Fathur is more clever than eloh, it deserves he is more dear to the lo family. Even to this day, you are still far inferior to him." said one of Fathir's friends.

"SILENCE! IT'S NOISY!"snarled Fathir then left.

"Mathir, Fathir. One day your own ego will destroy you." he murmured.

****

"Thur, ask for water!"lirih Marsha the spiciness.

"Now!"he put his drinking bottle.

"Lo, this is you."

"Want to drink or not? If you don't want to have me already, go buy it to the canteen itself!"

"Didih, recek very. Little attention why, buyin cake be a guy."

"Relieve it!"

Marsha scowled Fathur in her heart, forcing him to drink Fathur's bottled water.

"Don't be finished! I'm going to have a drink too!"fathur

"Drink some tap water!"nosy Marsha

"Damn it!"fathur Umpat.

"Huh. It's called indirect kissing!"marsha said when she drank it.

"You want to go straight?"tanya Fathur relaxed, but managed to make Marsha gawk.

"Live it!"

"here! Cheeks, neck, lips, or nose?"

"What the fuck! Talk to me if you talk!"

"Joking, don't be bored! I'm also lazy to give my kiss fist to the tepos chick!"

"Diddeliver! Do I want to kiss you? Ngarep!"

"You want, come on!"

"Don't be crazy!"

"Who's crazy? I'm serious."

"I'm sorry, I'm not ready to be serialized with you."

"Ga's obviously a girl!"

"Remember."

"Hahahaha, weirdo!"

"We're both weird, doesn't matter?"

"You're it!"

Marsha only held back a laugh while Fathur snorted.

After a few minutes of enjoying the rice box together, Fathur and Marsha wash their hands with tap water around there.

After that, they sat together under a tree and read books together. Unwittingly there was Petran who was watching them softly.

"Having found my successor turned out, it's appropriate to never communicate with me again." muttered Petran.

SERIATE.