The Mystery of Jovan Love - An Unexpected End

Section Four

Only One Shortage

The entire audience and crew grew quieter. Hold your breath, just like waiting for the doorprize lottery number that the presenter announces slowly and intermittently. Many of them were firmly smothering their mouths with both hands. So as not to get carried away hysterically when the surprising thing comes.

"But what, Jovaaaaaan?" Angel was getting impatient.

Jovan got up from his seat. Standing with a fixed view on the two beautiful manics of students who have been insistent for the past year in pursuit of his love. It has even entered the category of stage eight.

"But, sorry the cave doesn't feel flattered! And don't need your flattery, got it!" firmly Jovan with a bent tip intonation.

“Oh yes?” Angel slightly moved her body.

“Ya!” Jovan.

The two students in the class stood face-to-face with a close distance. The two stared at each other with eyes full of hatred.  They are also in a position to be ready to attack or fend off if one attacks first.

"Okay, I gladly accept!" Angel's voice suddenly softened a little and resigned, “but, please clear. What is my lack? you never want to love me!" challenge Angel while back in a waistline.

"Right, you want to know?" Jovan defiantly retorts.

"Yes!" snapped Angel.

Class 12 IPA-3 is quiet again. Angel and Jovan's breathing was even heard very clearly by some of the nearby spectators. Including cameraman who are busy zooming on and zoom in on the faces of the two actors who are fiercely fighting acting..

All eyes returned unblinking. All ears are perfectly plugged. And everyone is not willing to lose even a second of the most stressful moments of the entire series of love pursuit dramas that have been played by Garuda's veteran artist, which has been,  Angel Cheria Vasty is supported by a myriad of supporting cast members and other images.

‘It looks like this will be a beautiful anticlimax,” was amazed by one of the stylist crews from the television station whose eyes are constantly being held so as not to blink.

“Seru also yes, Mom! Didn't expect Jovan to act this cool.” Ms. Aida whispered softly to Bu Hilda, a fellow English teacher for tenth grade and twelfth grade.

"Yes, even though Angel is the same Jovan, open an acting class, yes, Mom." said Bu Amira with a whisper.

"Actually, your shortcomings are not much, Gel. Just one" said Jovan slowly with a pointed index finger.

Jovan's words and actions are slow motion, increasingly make everyone curious and please be anxious, not least Angel.

"What Jovan? call it dong if only one. Don't be so convoluted. Follow the drama of everything!" Angel's emotions began to roll back.

“Oke cave tell you, but you don't give mewek ya!” Jovan is back to talking full of mystery.

“Oh my God!” Angel took a deep breath as she rolled her careless eyes.

“Petatan callin Jovan! What is my lack?” angel orders in a screeching back clash.

But the Arjuna bloody Sunda-Arab with a firm posture and has a value of joy that has been grounded in Garuda High School, just smiling and sneering with his cool style. The style that is always successful makes the girls and their classmates hysterical until they do not realize the bite of books and pens so anxious.

Brak!

Brak!

Brak!

Three shots in a row on the table again done Angel. Not as hard as the previous two shots.

“Petage Jojo! duration of duration! What's so hard you call my shortcomings?” Angel reminded and repeated the question.

"Only one lack lu.” Jovan's eyes grew sharp and Angel's eyes were beautiful.

“What is it, Jojo that one? Oh my ghost! Why the hell are you a hell of a guy, Jo?” Angel was beginning to lose his patience.

“Your shortcomings are only one.yout you are less poor." Jovan replied with calm intonation but emphasized his voice in the sentence ‘less poor’

All the spectators were shocked. However, they still refrained from making a sound. Some of the students who are usually the most noisy and chatty, the stronger the mouth with both palms. Of course their eyes were glaring.

"I'm not wrong to say, Jo?" Angel's question is back.

"So!" reply Jovan firmly. "maybe because you are too rich, to your attitude, squat!" Jovan's voice trembled slightly. Resisting the lingering anger in his chest.

"You mean what?" Angel brought her face closer to Jovan's calm face, "Gue is less poor? less rich, kali!” Angel corrected Jovan's words with a loud tone.

Jovan didn't answer. In his heart a little bit.

“So, to be able to receive my love, you ask to be paid, so?” Angel again asked, “Oke, say how much should I buy your love?" angel is full of confidence.

Jovan gawking. Then shake your head. 'Ni, girls used to be class champions, but why now her IQ is following her squat, rich attitude' asked her inner.

"Denger ya.., beautiful Angel..." Jovan's soft-spoken. The corner of his eyes glanced at someone who was part of the crowd on the right side.After getting a nod of approval from someone, Jovan looked back at Angel.

"Angel, you're too rich and we're not on the same level. The cave is only the son of a simple merchant, whereas lu, the son of a rich merchant. The cave is more appropriate so jongos you are not your girlfriend.." continued Jovan with a slow intonation but was clearly heard by everyone in the classroom.

"Wooow! pedaaaaa!"

A number of students in the back row exclaimed compactly. Spontaneous reactions or perhaps at the direction of the crew who served there. And indeed such a choir has almost become the national choir of Garuda High School.

The classroom was suddenly boisterous low. There was laughter, sneers, a deafening whistle of cheers. I don't know who supports who.

"SILENCE!" Angel shouted out loud.

His head looked up, until his straight hair was beautiful like a shampoo girl. One hand shuffled into the air, while the other ruffled his waist.  A very cliche and typical celebration of the cheer leaders who close the action.

Everyone suddenly fell silent. The class was quiet again. Angel's face and eyes increased by 12.54% horror. Stabbing sharply full of anger, exposing Jovan's shady face.

'This is the name of a beautiful polar bear. The Angel why be a gini nyeremin huh? Wrong eating medicine this time child!’ whispered Jovan in heart. His body shuddered a little, horrified.

"Heh, you village boy!" sergeant Angel with a heavy voice. Exactly dubbing colossal films and soap operas of the old age. "Liatin! I will make money for life. Because, it's insulting me to a gini cake!" furious like Nyi Kuntil in the series My love was rejected by the Pitung.

"Oh yeah?" Jovan put on a look of shock and fear but with a slight sweep of a sweet, mocking smile. Instead of being scary, it is his faith that causes unbearable anxiety for the students who always look forward to the expression of Jovan on that one. Handsome people are free, even sneering is very much awaited.

"Don't call me Angel, if you can't make you an immortal single in this school!" reply Angel with a still growling voice like a lioness who found a resigned rabbit in the wilderness.

"G.P!" Jovan spelled and sneered. His eyes glimpsed at a schoolgirl without a veil who returned to the mangangguk. A sign of being happy and fully supporting all the actions and words of the impromptu actor.

‘Where Jojo mo singles, well I'm considered what? hihihihi.’ The female student who was mangosteen made her head while looking down and closed her mouth holding amused.

"Jovan! just wait! You will be shocked and not believe what I did!” Angel raised her voice again. Both of the stairs were back in a ruffle. “basas cowboy village! So much for your love!" threatened with barely audible intonation. But Jovan and some people nearby, able to hear clearly word by word out of Angel's mouth.

"Up to you!" reply Jovan with half a whisper too, just before Angel left the class that followed almost the entire support team.

Cheers and shouts are not clear, back together accompanying the departure of the celebrity impromptu.

‘Hadeuh my soulmate, why be a gini barbar, yes. Don't you poison Alfin? You fucking asshole, Fin!’ Jovan still got a hold of it.

The show ends. All the spectators dispersed with a feeling of disappointment. They are still unable to distinguish in plain sight, between the protagonist and the true antagonist.

And to be sure, both sides bore shame.

Jovan didn't even dare to leave class when the break came. Especially to the cafeteria, because it can be imagined how busy he is serving the fans who scramble for signatures.

　

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