The Sweet Heart Boys

67.Nobel Pride (18+)

Fyiu Syu Fyiu

The young man with a proportional sturdy body continued to whistle every step of the way, then stopped when he saw the figure that pierced his net until unconscious if it made him sculpt for a while.

He walked towards the man who looked like he was frozen in wonder he was trying to wake up his daydream. "Ape sambet ape him huh? Hey, Bel, Nobel! " He patted the man on the shoulder until he woke up. "Hey, you're missing? "

"Cambett? Be surprised! " Nobel then walked up to the man. "Why the hell is a kid?!" However, after a few steps he turned his head back, and said. "What should I call you!"

A few days ago, after the inauguration of the new members of the club read & drink this tea, all gathered to design a plan that will be carried out in the future. However, they have not thought of anything so they just relax together.

"Bel, elo like this? Bel, don't ya!, Bel, don't sleep on! The bell! The bell! The bell! "

"Araghhh! Stop calling me that! You think I'm ringing a bell! Or Isabella!"

"Hmm elo likes soap operas m yes. "

"gue prefers vampire bella. "

The sentimental man's head stiffened almost leaping from his place. Haru and Bian fanned the already raised head. "Already, already, don't make a fuss. "

"Yes, shit! Elo both also napa ngipasin gu-"

Bruk!

The sound of a kick under the table can silence them. They turned their heads and their necks were stiffened and frozen. That sharp look was able to rip them apart.

"Huh, you guys! " calling Clarisa.

Everyone back to their seats. "Euhm, call me Noir ya Noir! I'm not ebel, bela, isabela!" Nobel exclaimed in a stifled voice as the sharp gaze was still slicing through it. They swallowed his saliva, then nodded. Except for Rana and Clarisa who are super relaxed reading books and playing her phone. The situation was getting more conditioned, but the sharp gaze that kept looking at them was still spinning.

"Asssalamualaikum, sorry late there was a presentation in the classroom! " The new Shifa came with a loud breath. "Waalaikummussalam, gapapa let's go in. "

What is that smile?!

***

The next day after the Nobel arrived in the middle of the hallway between classes, they regrouped. Their new students gather to ask to be taught mathematics by Shifa and Haru, where there is already a Rana watching them. Clarisa did not come because there was a tutoring schedule, he said, while the chairman Syila, he also could not attend because many tasks had to be completed. Rama occasionally examined them from the window slit, then left.

"This is a snack that Syila brought yesterday and I made bread pudding! "

"Thanks! "

"Oya Kak Ran, I have one proposal that has just been terbesit."

"What's tuch?"

"I think that the name of our club is too long. "

"Truly so. "

"Where if we make a new name, all the love and if it is thought we will propose to Kak Cil let him choose one of the ones we make. How's it? "

"Good job! " One smile curled at that face.

***

It doesn't feel like a week has passed. Because all of them are indeed many tasks and affairs, the club's activities were not carried out for almost a week yesterday. The club is different from the others where their schedule is once a week or twice, but they are not, errat! do not have a specific schedule, only if indeed they want to come here just to relax or study together while the positive thing is allowed.

Today Renita, Dzestha, Dzith, Syria invited Syila to rest together and eat in the cafeteria, Rama also joined because there was a Syrian who invited him. At first they ate peacefully, until a commotion broke out.

"Yes, you have to change! " Shouted the student. "Replace? Elo food was finished only kuah doang, and I'm sorry same elo I said we were not on purpose! "

"Reason! Elo has to change! "

"Furniture! " Everyone looked at Syria except Rama who looked indifferent.

"Huh?! Elo bil-eh mbak?"

"Uhuk! " Syila's choking. "Mr?! "

"Sir, he won't come! "

"Diem! " All gasp because a Nobel can be silenced by the girl with the chaff.

Rama patted Syria's shoulders. "Gue saw that the elo bowl had been abandoned and had finished eating. "

"Sister. "

"Rama. "

"Sister Rama, what does brother mean? " Tell the girl who asked for the damages. "It's not a problem, but look at my uniform gets dirty! " Squeezed complaint. "Stay washing at home. "

"I want him to wash! " Nobel and Rama had their lips together. Not yet they commented, someone had preceded them. "Why don't you open the elo uniform here?"

"Ka-kaina?! Why do you say like that, I'm doing this because elo! "

"Because of me or for yourself? "

"Kaina?! "

"Sstt, rather than fuss here mending with me to the house club you all!" Rama pointed one at a time at them. "The others disperse, return to their respective classes! "

"Why should that be, brother?! " Protestations. "Do I want to take you guys to the OSIS room and make the headmaster know? " By having to he complies. "Syila, no problem, right?" Ask Rama. Syila just scratched.

They went to their destination, except for Dzith, Renita and Dzestha. "Yourself!" The girl was struck by Rama's loud call. "China! " Kaina casually advanced. "Noir! You guys solve your problems here now! Ria, you don't follow!"

"But, brother. "

"Let them solve their own problems, for they are no longer children! Micah, elo too! " Micha did not answer, he just stared fixedly at Rama. Shila was just silent to see, he was a little flabbergasted for a while because he had just seen Rama who was so serious this time showed his firm and mature side.

"Okay, I agree. Noura, I did say that I hate Syila but that does not mean that you have to drop this club because this is part of Micah. I know it was Elo's plan. "

"Kai-y"

"Gue knows elo is doing all the work for me, for the sake of elo also wants to get my praise. But, what I want elo directly hit him! Not this club! " Kaina pointed at Syila.

"But I know neither you nor your friends are going to tell you that. Isn't that right, Micah?! " Kaina looked behind her. "Of course."

"And I also know you're excited! " Everything widens their eyes that they should cover. Micah kissed Kaina's lips, making the girl dumbstruck. "Gue changed his mind! Come home! " He took off his pass and pulled the girl's arm, taking her out. "Our business, it's your business. "

"Well! You are so happy!" Complaints Rama. "Well, you two, what now?" with the grace of Nobel. "Why do I want to wash my uniform? If so, open up Arghh! " Syria is the head of the Nobel. "You are talking about Wae! "

"And he wants to mb-Aw! " Syria now has the ears of nobel! "Sick mbak e ! lt hurts! Forgive me! take off mbak e! " Syria took it off so hard that her ears turned red. Nobel rubbed his ears. lHey, girl! So you want to do it, but if you tell me to change the cave meatballs change because elo already abisin tuh baso until the body of elo puffer!"

"what?! elo why am I fat! "

"not fat, but puffed! W-U-N-T-A-L! " Noura. Syria returned to her sister. "You're my moyoki?"

"Ora mbak e, how dare I! Ndak puntal just contains aja."

"Elo names me the same.. " Noura sneered cynically into Syria. "My mom why?!" Noura was shocked, she was in pain because her hand was blocked by Nobel suddenly. "Now! " He thrust out a piece of paper while slightly pushing the girl backwards. Syria stops the younger brother but is driven away by Rama.

"Gue already said the same laundry, if you want to nyuci there and I've paid the check." Noura made sure, and it was true that the paper he was giving was a check. "Finished our business. And one thing, not two more things that you have to inget! If elo is still harassing our club and chairman and elo bully my brother, I'm not going to stay silent. " That whisper makes the girl goosebumps. He left without saying goodbye to anyone.

"Rian. " Bisik Syila's. "So, is he your sister? "

"Yes. Not similar, huh? " Syila. "Elo's good, but he's really cool? " Syria chuckles softly. "I also missed your sister beb. "

"Woy, on my gibahin huh?!"

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sorry guys if the story is not connected. For the last 10 ramadhan and eid will rarely again up. keep tune yes..

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