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The whole school was shocked by the news about Rama's proximity to the cheerleaders' son named Safira. Both Students and Students are looking forward to how long this relationship will last.
After breaking up from Diandra yesterday, it seems that Rama did not run out of female stock.
Now Rama and his best friend are sitting on the school rooftop. The bell has sounded. Smoke is everywhere, produced from their cigarettes.
Pandu Dirgantara, one of Rama's friends who are the same nature as Rama. But, Pandu is better than Rama. Well, at least so.
Pandu who was curious about the hot news now, asked directly to Rama.
“Ram, are you really dating Safira?”
Rama threw out a cigarette and stepped on it. He turned towards Pandu who was beside him. “I think, you know who are me.”
“Incrazy lo. Yesterday you just broke up from.. from whom the name is.”.
“Diandra.” say another friend of Rama's. Sandi Raka Purnama, from the three friends of Rama, only Raka is different from his other friends. Only Raka herself does not like to play with women. Principle of Raka, ‘Women it is not to be toyed with but to be loved.’
Even so, Raka did not forbid his best friend. If it's still appropriate, yes, it doesn't matter.
“The Diandra issue is done. If Sapphira's problem, Sapphira himself begged me. Rather than not having a boyfriend, I accept. Kasian.” Rama said very relaxed.
“Ram, what's the ugly girl problem?” Naufal Reyhan Fahreza is almost like Rama. The difference is Reyhan only likes to spread the charm without wanting to date.
“That ugly girl I'm free this time.”
“Bebasin?” everyone was surprised, this was not like Rama who would not take off his target easily.
“Iya.” Rama got up from his seat and walked away.
“Lo where to go?” ask Raka.
“Cantine.”
“But this has not rested. Later if the teacher can be punished.” said Pandu.
Without listening to his friend, Rama kept going. Coinciding with Rama who was no longer seen, the break bell rang. Pandu, Raka, and Reyhan pursue Rama.
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This is where Sinta is, dikantin. Sinta went to the cafeteria because of Amel's compulsion. And it ends here, in the middle of the canteen.
“Mel, I'm back to class, yes.” Sinta felt uneasy because many pairs of eyes were staring at her.
“This time, once in a while my temenin. My time is always alone, It looks single.” said Amel.
“But, here is not good.”
“Not so!”
“Udah ah, lo sit here let me buy.” said Amel while moving from his seat.
“But,,”
Sinta's speech was not continued, because Amel had gone to the stall of fried rice sellers.
It didn't take long for Amel to come back again with two dishes of fried rice and sweet iced tea.
“This make lo.” Amel gave me a plate of fried rice and sweet iced tea.
“Thank you, I'll change.”
Amel who just entered a spoon of fried rice, immediately finished the rice in his mouth. “Eh, no need. This time I treat, but when to change, yes.”
“Oke.”
After Sinta felt full. He returned without waiting for Amel. “Mel, I'm full. I'm back to class first.”
“Oke.”
Sinta turned around and walked. From the opposite direction Rama walked with juice towards his friends table. Until finally Sinta hit Rama, and the juice that was brought Rama spilled into Rama's clothes.
“Sorry.” Sinta Apologized and she saw who she hit.
Rama was really angry, plus the one that hit him the ugly girl. “Lo! Bener-bene, yes. You can walk no hell,”
Rama's loud voice was able to divert the attention of all the disciples in the canton.
“Sorry.”
“Sorry-sorry, look at my dirty clothes because of you. Anyway you have to clean this shirt.” Rama takes off the school uniform, leaving behind a black t-shirt that becomes his alphabets. “Should be clean! Don't get rich face lo!”
Rama threw his clothes violently. Sinta.
Rama left the cafeteria and followed his best friend, whether since when the friend of Rama was behind him.
Sinta also left the canteen with Rama's uniform. Amel who had finished eating, immediately chased after Sinta.
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