The Sons of Sultan

Comfortable Taste Introduction

This afternoon right home from school, all the students gathered on the school basketball court to watch the friendly basketball match between BINA INSANI High School and DHARMA BAKTI High School. What else heard the news Gaarick will come this time, after having had time to vacuum from the world of sports on this day the fans will finish longing for Garrick.

Team Cheerleaders are ready with their gray-white black costumes, white pompoms swaying in excitement adding to the vivacious. Just waiting for Otha and Fana who have not joined.

Fana is already beautiful with her white hair pigtails, opens her locker takes her pompom. reflected once again on her phone screen, already beautiful.

"Fan, how do you wear make up anyway? Kan want to perform, not want to go to the party," said Ashira staring confused at his best friend.

"Let's look beautiful, my face is still seger even though it's broad daylight," replied Fana smiling brightly.

"Yes. But not until you have to use powder also continue to wear lipstick again. Sorry yes, looks tacky "Ashira commented.

"God! Just leave me alone, don't comment too much!" he slightly pressed his voice. Hopefully Garrick will be interested to see his beautiful face as he dances to float on the field later, smiling to himself imagining it.

Amidst the debate, Otha came with her shrill voice prancing around in pleasure. "Guyy! Tuhh, Dharma Bakti disciples have come. Cuus let's see!"

I also wonder what their faces look like.

While walking towards the lobby of the school building, from the opposite direction Artha ran a lot of looking around for where the basketball court announced from the podium. It's unfortunate that Artha's fate, not a single student would walk with her in this school. Provided he does not know the ins and outs of this school, not to mention not knowing how to take the elevator, so he walks alone from the emergency stairs. Huhhhh!

What else the Fana and her gang had just, was so arrogant that they did not hear when they were called earlier. Though.the voice was quite tight, but they did not turn around just walk to keep running away from it. Awass is later!!

Artha took off her heavy backpack, rolled her hair and sat on the porch on the ceramic, where are you going? There is no one lonely.

His body was sweating fatigue down the stairs, his tears were flowing once bitter experience at his new school.

From behind Artha's body is still in the same loromg, Eshar eyes when he saw there are still students who have not gathered in the field, to sit on ceramics all. Sayup-sayup from the direction of the person there was a sound of sobbing, his feelings became anxious.

"Hey!" he called the girl student who was still sobbing small.

Artha gasped, at once her stuffing stopped looking at the sound from behind her. Her cheeks were embarrassed, this guy saw her crying.

Eshar smiled slightly as she squatted along to line up their bodies, Artha the disciple who had just arrived this morning.

"Why can you stray here?" tanyanya opened the conversation.

"Ah-fra. I-I don't know the directions of this school yet," said Artha squeaking in embarrassment.

Eshar was stunned for a moment, his netizens were interested to see the adorable expression of this girl. This morning when he met in the teacher's room, his expression was faint and fierce. But now enough to make him pangling. Scrutinizing her sweet face and wet bangs by her sweaty forehead made this girl even more attractive in her eyes. Sweet face texture is not beautiful, fitting according to their age. Eshar smiled knot.

"Come with me" he asked, extending his hand.

Artha hesitated, still ashamed.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to be weird as you, just follow the direction of my feet walking us to the field," he asked again.

Without saying a word, Artha received Eshar's hand.

Their eyes met for a while as Eshar helped her stand up, looking at each other locked faces in memory. The heartbeat of both of them made it unconscious they had walked holding hands up to the elevator.

"Eh. I-I'm sorry." Nervous Artha let go of her hand. Wasting his face was very embarrassed, just the first meeting was presumptuous to play hold-hold all hands.

"Nothing, really. Naturally, you do not know the plan of the school building. So maybe you are afraid of being left behind, so you reflex me to hold my hand," he said melancholy atmosphere.

"O-oh. Haha, yes-yes."

"Eshars." He stretched his hand out in front of Artha.

"I'm Artha." Not as big as before, the roomy received a greeting greeting introduction.

"Name's good."

"What's good?"

"Artha, your name is very good."

"Thank you, I am Artha. Treasure, that's what my name means. Because I was the most precious treasure to my parents," Artha said with a proud smile.

"Eshar, which means prosperous and rich. Yes, I am financially rich, but my life feels less prosperous. How to confide in the hell!"

Along the way to the elevator they had become acquainted, occasionally chuckling in response to each other. Not usually Eshar talk a lot to others, this is the first time he chatted with others. Honestly, Eshar feels comfortable getting acquainted with Artha!

This girl was able to make him talk with her silly words and questions, Eshar did not mind answering them. His movements were not as stiff as when he interacted with others, his smile emanating from the corners of his lips. Though still the first time to meet but he already feels comfortable like this, hopefully Artha wants to be his friend.

The sound of the elevator stopping the chatter of the two, Eshar taught a tutorial using the elevator that makes them closer.

Their bodies came out of the iron door, with a cheerful look on their faces and a smile. Without them realizing it, there was a boy student who was wearing a basketball costume happened to pass by accidentally seeing the scene.

"Gaz!" Garrick gripped the basketball in his hand, staring dislikefully at Artha's cheerful face as he walked with Eshar out of the elevator.

"Get your emotions, Rick. It can interfere with your game on the field!" skyler's thoughts are firm.

"Geek!!" Garrick throws his basketball into his own annoyance, walking away from Skyler.

Skyler picked up the basketball that Garrick threw earlier. "Hehh, I hope nothing happens. Ck! It seems like Garrick already has the same taste of Artha," he muttered himself shaking his head.

"Garr-loh. Where's garrick?" Ashira had just come to buy a drink from the cafeteria to give it to Garrick.

Skyler cleared her hair, smiling sweetly at the girl she liked. "Udah first go to the field," he replied.

Ashira pouting. "Keep this drink?"

"Just like a cave, here." Skyler extended her hand as she blinked her eyes tempting Ashira.

"No! It's for Garrick, not lo! Buy yourself sanna!" ketus hardiknya. It's gone while nagging leaving Skyler.

"died again. It's nice to be Garrick's girl-favorable, Ashira too. Ck, huh!! Looks like I'm gonna have to study with Garrick, get a spell! Who knows Ashira could like me, not chasing Garrick again. Ashira likes Garrick, but Garrick doesn't like it back. I like Ashira, but Ashira doesn't like me. Fate, fate!!"

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