The Ketos

Episode 62

The next day, SMA was made stir by a photo plastered on the mading. Samudera High School student wedding photo but the figure of the man made blur.

"Grass, shit." Amir and Kevin approach Galang and Shabita who have just arrived at school.

"Why what?" asked Galang while attaching his bag.

"Lo's wedding photo is plastered on the mading."

"What?" galang and Shabita.

"Yes, let's go for a game." take Kevin.

They walked to the main building.

"It turns out uh, she's married?"

"she's pregnant, so she's married?"

"School should take out that holy-ass chick."

"Galang, have been tricked abis-everything with girls."

"Eh but who's the guy?"

"cheap girl!"

Students and schoolgirls looked on dislike of Shabita. Their sneers were so clearly caught by Shabita's auditory senses that Shabita chose indifferently.

Shabita's eyes glared wide at her wedding photo. So is Galang. Galang's gurgle tore the photo from the mading.

Wide steps towards the journalist room. Who else has the authority to spread the info if not them.

"Lang, where are you going?" ask Amir. The staff did not answer. His hand squeezed the photo.

The three of them followed Galang's footsteps without asking any more. Currently Shabita deactivates her sense of sight and hearing from the scorn of the students.

Brakk!

Galang opened the door of the journalist room. There are already children of journalists, even the chairman also exists.

"Who has posted this photo on the floor?" Galang threw the photo right in front of the Chief Journalist.

"We don't know, Lang." said Mario, the Chief Journalist.

"Only you have the authority to masang beginning in mading. There's also a lock on the mading, right?" A little raised his voice.

"This is also our discussion, Lang. Why the mading can be open when yesterday has been confirmed locked." said Mario.

"Oh, this must have been you. C'mon, ngaku?" urged Galang.

"Some of it yes, if you don't feel it don't have to go berserk gini, Lang." said one of the Journalist's children.

"Kalo lo gini mosquitoes will strengthen our opinion if this lo girl is already married." said another journalist's child.

"Heh, you know what you know about my girl?" A sharp glare at them.

Not satisfied with Galang with the Journalist's son, Shabita was asked to immediately meet the BK teacher in his room.

Shabita was asked to explain who was photographed. The beautiful woman with the Ketos wife answered honestly that in the photo was her.

"That was me, ma'am, but it was a photo of me in Junior High. Exam religious practice at that time my group chose a household theme in which there is also marriage. It just so happened that I was asked to be her bride." Shabita explained.

"How can you believe this?"

Shabita opens a photo gallery on her mobile phone and shows it to her teacher BK with some other photos as well. Shabita can breathe a sigh of relief because it was spread instead of a photo of her wedding with Galang. Whether this was intentional or not by the perpetrator.

The original wedding photos have been backed up all to the laptop, in its HP has been removed.

"You mother still can't believe it, let me call one of my Junior High School teachers" Shabita suggested.

"Hem, well I believe."

Shabita came out of the BK room with a feeling of relief. The iron bar is waiting outside the room.

"Where, baby?" Galang immediately approached his wife who had just come out.

"good. The picture is not our wedding photo." whispered Shabita, afraid that someone would hear. Both Galang's eyebrows furrowed.

"Continue?" Still confused.

Shabita explained that she also showed the original photo.

"Thank God, I'm so relieved." Galang damaged the head of Shabita.

"But about who did it? keep on meaning what?" ask Shabita. Galang shrugged his shoulders but in his mind he was fixed on someone.

"Honey, go to class first, yeah. I have business for a moment." said Galang.

"where?" shabita Kepo.

"Later to tell. You go to class first and don't hear what people say, okay." Galang said. Shabita nodded obediently.

Shabita goes to class while Galang searches for someone's whereabouts.

Shortly searching, the person who meant Galang was seen. The man dragged her towards the back of the deserted school.

(Sorry yes up her late 🙏 Last noon bed rest first 😊 Happy reading 🤭)