The Love of Alika

Eps 3's

To be honest this morning Alika is still reluctant to come to her new school. He still wanted to stay home for a few more days. Even the unfortunate clock turned off again as it screamed loudly to wake Alika up.

And like the instinct of a mother in general, seeing the child still asleep in bed immediately makes him nag relentlessly. Indeed, a Mama is more suitable to replace the task of working hours for Alika, the proof is that the girl who really likes to wake up that afternoon will also get out of bed and step into the bathroom.

An hour later, Alika was already standing in front of the gate of Trisaka Bangsa High School which of course was closed to students who arrived late like her. But not Alika's name if it runs out of sense. The girl turned towards the side fence of the building which incidentally was lower than the front fence.

Whether this is indeed the unique structure of the building or the teachers in this school whose brains still need to be repaired. If there is a high school side fence is lower than the front fence, automatically all students who come late will choose this place as their alternative route. One of them is this girl.

After taking the distance as a swing, Alika immediately ran and planted her right foot on one side of the fence for a pedestal and immediately completed her climbing action deftly.

No need for a long time, now the girl is standing upright in the school area. But wait a minute, how the stray can go to the basketball court huh? It could be bad if it was caught by one of the teachers who was teaching sports.

Fortunately, the field is quiet from sports or something like that. It seemed like the field was only specifically used for inter-school matches.

Alika then stretched her legs towards the administration office to inquire where her classroom was. Understandably, this is the first time the girl set foot in Trisaka Bangsa High School, because all the affairs of the move and its administration are handled by Mama and Papa.

“Aaaww!!!" Alika squealed in pain as her hand caught the ball that had just successfully kissed her head.

Apparently there was someone else in that place besides Alika. But where is the guy? Not visible. Oh, there he is. In the middle of the basketball court turns out there is a man whose posture looks erect towering. Like athletes who often wara-wiri on the glass screen. Her hair was cut flat in an undercut style. His skin was pure white and tall.

“Eh, you're there! Cepet flip the ball here!” yell at the handsome guy.

The shout was loud enough to be able to slap Alika from her delusion and return to the real world.

HUH UH?! The mentally ill guy. He himself who just throw the ball into people's heads, instead of apologizing now even rummage back and forth the ball.

“If ask for something can not use the word please yes?”

“Udah don't need drama. Stay behind just hard.” scorned the guy without the slightest guilt.

“It seems that not all students who enter this elite school have good manners huh? The proof is there are still guys like lo who do not know the word sorry.”

“Heh! Don't be so talkative! I was the most lazy to talk to the girl about kayak lo.” snapped the guy while walking towards Alika.

Holy hooch! Not wrong with horrors? Why am I a girl rese? That guy must never have read before insulting people.