The Gem of the Land of Ginseng

episode 16

I realized the vibration of my phone, indicating that there was a text message coming in.

*From: Diana

Received: 10:00

Sham, eumm.. Do you want to go to the beach next week?

I want refreshing

before the UN*

Diana's? Eh? isn't this a date? Would I rather give you an answer there? the confusion of questions began to wander in my brain.I looked at Diana across the street who was just looking at me in the shade. I decided to reply.

*To: Diana

Be able.. I'm free this week*.

A few moments of quick reply I got.

*From: Diana

Received: 10:02

Okay deh. Sunday at 10?

You'll come to my house ok*

TTRRRRIIINNNYINGGG!!

The sound of the bell sign of rest is over, soon math lessons must be starting soon. A few minutes later the math teacher did not show up. Maybe there was a meeting, I thought.

"Syam, this is why the teacher doesn't exist?" Ask my friend, Fani

"Maybe he told us to wait, wait beautifully in time haha..." My gut but sounds crisp huh? Moments later the math teacher came along, not alone. He's accompanied by a beautiful girl! Maybe he's older than me?

Dimas, who was basically a basket eye regardless of the title of the Mestro of Love, immediately turned his head back. My direction.

"Buset brother! Very sexy girls." Said slowly. Uh! Yeah anyway. The woman looks very sexy with a white shirt suit and matching color span skirt.

"Hadooh boy chat..!" Fani said as she lowered her head at the table, listening to my conversation with Dimas. Probably ashamed to have a boyfriend like me and Dimas hehe.

"Kids..! From now until the time of UN, math lessons will be taught by this beautiful sister huh." Said my teacher. The classroom suddenly became rowdy.

"Horeee...."

"Yaaaaayyhose.."

Everyone looked excited, especially the male disciples.

"This sister is a student from the university of the next city. He and several other students will undergo PPL program at this school." Continue to leave the class.

"Good morning by noon.. Still spirit..??" Said the student's sister.

"Machihhhh...!!" The whole student was very enthusiastic.

"Wow..! It's amazing your spirit." Both hands forward that knocks two thumbs.

"Include me, my name is Naredta. Usually I am called Neta, you can call me Mother Neta or Sister Neta. It's free." Further.

"If you call baby can't ya?" Speak Dimas ceplas-ceplos. His words were immediately greeted by the laughter of this entire class. Making sister Neta confused to find the origin of the voice that was not polite to her.

"Who said that?" He said firmly. The class atmosphere becomes silent instantly.***** you are Dimas! Suddenly Dimas stood up.

"He's brother..." Said Dimas while standing up and pointing at me. Whattt?!! Damn Dimas, I thought. Apparently he scapegoated his actions to me. Neta immediately walked up to my desk.

TAP TAP TAP..

The voice of his high heels was heard so distilling in the silence of the class. Makes my heart beat. Huh! About the same way I was, reporting me to BP? Or the easiest thing was to slap me! Damnit damnit!

"So you're the one who wants to call me baby?"

Deg Deg's...

"Typically the one who calls me that will end up in a very romantic place." The whisper was slow to me. Glacier!! I could even hear my voice gulping. Tch!

Then he went back to the front of the class. While me?? I was shocked to hear his words! I looked up with my mouth open, trying to digest word for word.

*IT ENDS IN A VERY ROMANTIC PLACE..

A VERY ROMANTIC PLACE..

ROMANTIC*..

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Cirebon, February 27, 2016

14.00 WIB

"I pulaannggg.."

I slide the gate and start parking my bike in the garage. Huah, so tired. Drinking cola during the day gini good times huh? I think my throat is very dry. Before I came home I had ice. I found out there was a motorbike parked in the garage other than my motorcycle.

"Huh, how is there a motor? Whose motor is it?" When viewed from the motor anyway, like a female motorbike.there are funny motives that. Did Euna take her friend home? Rarely so. And it can't be a guy like that. But it's impossible! I remember Euna. There are a few things that underlie my thinking about it.

First, he is the type of person who does not want to be complicated to be friends with 'creatures' named guys. 'Rese' said.

Second, she also rarely interacts with men of her age because of Euna's special school of women. And third, he is still traumatized by something that makes him avoid men.

Junaedy Fairuz. Tardakwa is linked to a case of pedophilia six years ago, which ended up languishing behind a cell. Naas for him, because his last target was a disaster that made him a prisoner.

Either he's free or he's not. I forgot his time in custody. It was clear at the time that he almost put both of our lives at risk. And endanger his upbringing at the age of ten.

That was enough of a great trauma for Euna to get away and choose to keep her distance from the men out there. That's why I never brought Dimas home even though he was my best friend. I don't want to take any chances, that's all. I stared down at the key of the motor that was still hanging there. Very careless, I thought.

"Na Jib - e ganayo! Euna's? Neo oedini's?"

("I'm lakaang! Euna's? Where're you?") My yelling. There's no answer. Where's she?

"Hey? Deuleosseo?"

("Hey? You're denger?") Shouted again. Tch, Shit. If this is how you want to avoid. I must have met him after this. I opened the refrigerator, poured the cola in a glass and started drinking it. Ah, fresh.

"Click!"

I saw the toilet door open. Oh yeah, I forgot to say that there's another toilet near the kitchen. To make it easy anyway, if anyone wants to urinate on the lower floor. I saw a girl wrapped in a towel stepping out with her feet.

I gaped at the shoulder-haired girl walking in front of me. He's not real yet, sham! Time to escape! That's what I was thinking. But the mind and the legs are opposite, damn it! Because what I'm doing is sculpting like a fool.

He wears Euna's keroro towel. Her slender body looks erotic as her curves are clearly imprinted behind thin sheets of towel. Her hair was wet, water flowing between her skin.

"Eh?" I realized I just saw that girl's face. Our views meet. It seemed that due to the shock he did not shout nor let out a surprised expression. He just kept quiet, like me. Stared at.

"Neo maj-ji..?"

("You're not.?") I didn't even realize I was still carrying my Korean conversation. Her... What's his name? Uh, I even thought of a name!

"W-WOGH! NANEUN GIDAEHAESSOEO, ONEUL - EUN DEOWONEEEE! HAHAHA.."

("W-WOGH! I'VE GUESSED. IT'S HOT TODAY YAAAAA! HAHAHAAHA..") I nodded and immediately turned behind him. I started laughing indistinctly while scratching my head. Astaghfirullah, it's a mess today. Why is he bathing here?

"Hihi, Oppa is so funny." Heh? He's not angry? How do you call Oppa?

"O-oppa? Wh-what-what the fuck is calling? Am I Korean? Q-continue how can you be here? Where's euna?" I tried to get rid of my nervousness, and began to keep my polite demeanor.

Uh! He's got his face flushed. Wh why??

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