The Owner of the Angel

SPB: Black Memories

The entrance bell rang, all the students rushed into their respective classes. Teachers have also prepared themselves to teach new teachings, enter the semester and receive new students.

“Inget, elo meet I have to pretend not to see !! Don't tarnish my image,” the message before leaving school.

“Eh four eyes !! Bring my bag, this weight is !!,” her word dropped the backpack at Hanif's feet.

“But my hands are full,” he replied.

“Not want to know, bring if you don't take me to get into class? Mau?,” he said threatening. It's been a year, Adam also Dilan continue to tease the story of his beautiful teen.

“Ya already,” reply Hanif resigned.

“So a really weak guy anyway? Told to eat kotura* elo want?!,” Dilan chuckled at Adam.

He carried the bag, it was heavy whether it contained what Hanif did not know. “I am not weak, maybe you are weak because you need my help,” he said looking relaxed but offending the big fire like doused in kerosene again.

The two classmates looked back, where Hanif's body was full of heavy bags not to mention the few books he had brought. Quickly too Dilan made emotions, immediately he pulled the collar of the white shirt roughly.

“Do not lure me early in the morning ya !!,” point.

“Ehhh, why elo fire a beard anyway? Yes, the teachers look on. Live your life,” Adam tried to break up the action of his best friend while Hanif looks relaxed.

“My order !! He seems great,” reply Dilan emotional. “Gue don't want to know, take my bag for a month,” he said tidying up his clothes that came out and left first.

Hanif only smiled slightly, making the person who saw the torture so confused. Maybe they think that the man is not easily conquered, he does not use emotions, he remains patient to face the horror of his story since childhood.

“It turns out at this school, I am still needed besides the teachers?,” murmured slowly.

“Basic freak, in torment even happy. If I have called bokap nyokap I report to them. Let kapok !!,” said another student was whispering not far from TKP.

“That's elo, if he's gonna know himself. Bokap nyokap his step all that the bladder already does not exist,” he replied. “Know for yourself, elo underscorein aja stepword how? Evil, cruel and all ! Like my mom watching at home,”

“Fly fly right?,” deny. “That's it, my mother also demen the event. Though the storyline is the same, my wonder is !,” he continued. And finally, the two women who like gossip get karmanya (hahaha joking ).

“Save my bag, search task book. All elo copy the duties of elo in both of us. Hunt before the teacher enters !!,” his orders while throwing in the classroom.

“Hah? the assignment? but I haven't done it,” he replied in shock.

Immediately he put Dilan's bag as well as Adam onto each table and rushed to sit on the front bench opening the task book. The time she spent at home really did not have time to do PR because it helped her aunt tidy up the house, cook and much more.

It did not feel like the teacher had arrived on the way and stood in front of the class charging for their home duties. Dilan and Adam pretended to be hiding in the very back of the bench, bowing their heads to be invisible.

“Hanif, try working on number one. Adam, Dilan, Mira and Kana. Bring your workbook to the front as you check,” the door is sitting in the teacher's chair.

“I don't think I'm into the same deceitful plain face. Must be taught a lesson !!!,” his grunts leave a punishment that is still in a matter of 8 rounds.

“Waituin WOII !!,” said Adam breathing heavily.

School break hours are ongoing, from behind Dilan has been holding back the heat of his heart. He walked as if in a hurry as if being chased by a wild animal. The unsettling look he cast on the figure of the glasses guy in front of him, the veins of the hand began to show themselves when both hands he clenched strongly.

“Awas aja elo, because elo has lied to me !!,” he said slowly.

Upon arriving Dilan went to the men's toilet and saw the target had entered safely unaware of himself. Once again the tall man showed the area around whether it was safe, after a few seconds he took a sack of water and climbed the wall and poured it from above, right on target, Hanif so wet.

Inner Dilan complacently chuckled viciously, at full speed he ran out of the toilet to the court where Adam still carried out a punishment totaling 15 rounds of the basketball court.

“Who are you ?!!,” peekik Hanif roared.

There was no one there, only he was alone, Hanif's uniform so wet there was no time to go home to get a spare uniform. He also looked for another way, using the sports clothes he prepared in the class locker.

“Dih why elo? Toilet collapses, hahaha,” Dilan laughs followed by his sidekick Adam. They had secretly entered the classroom before the target appeared.

There was no word from Hanif, he approached the locker and grabbed a sports suit. He was silent because he was thinking, what was wrong today until someone could hurt him.

“Asking for money dong, I forgot to ask for my pocket. Bokap elo will be rich to twist yes even though there is no at least legacy treasure remains in the hands of elo,” he said.

“Not your father is also a lot of money?,” by the man. Her hair was wet, only her face was dry.

“Bokap I'm busy, money elo no? Laper ni, yaulah time do not have !!,” continued sewot.

“Buruan, before the break is up. Elo pity we have run around in the field not drinking let alone eating,” said Adam chimed in the words of his friend.

Hanif reached into his pants pocket, as he remembered there was a 50 thousand Mirna bi gift for his future snacks because Hanif's pocket money never existed and his step parents were in line for the school needs of the younger brother. Inevitably as a brother, he also relented.

“This is my money, wear it. Like her you guys need more than me,” she added giving a piece of money in blue and then walking around looking for a men's toilet.

“Mantau, good enough to add,” said Dilan flick the money to his friend.

“Elo fell poor, until begging to him who was clearly eleven twelve equal children wrangling !,” kilah Adam bentung.

Glaring sharply as sharp as a samurai sword, “otak elo tu in wear !! I have a lot of money, calm down I am so afraid I am poor ! I just give a lesson to him,” said Dilan impressed annoyed. “Already, we eat. Pay by yourself ! Elo money is also a lot, where I want friends with people who are not the same as my cake,” he said ketus.

“Start arrogant, yes yes !!,” said Adam resigned.