The Ugly's

Chapter 7's

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Rama and his best friend are still in class. The break bell rang from earlier. But they haven't left the class.

“Cantine, yuk.”

Pandu starts the conversation. However, Pandu's speech is like the wind and then in the ears of his best friend. Her friends are busy with their phones.

Brakkk

Get upset until he hits the table. Because of the sound of a very loud table shake, his new best friend turned his head.

“Lo why the hell, pan? Noisy bego!” Reyhan was the first to respond.

“Cantine, yuk.” Pandu repeated his words in a very noticeable annoyed tone.

Raka does not respond, but her feet run out of class followed by Reyhan. Rama also stood up from his seat.

“You guys first, I'm going to the ugly class first.”

Raka and Reyhan did not ask, they continued walking. Unlike Pandu, Pandu instead asked, “Jelek? Sinta?”

Rama did not respond, but he could already guess. Pandu doesn't care about Raka and Reyhan. Now he had to heal his high curiosity.

“Lo likes Sinta? Seriosly?”

“Gue don't like equally ugly!” Rama breezed away leaving Pandu with his thoughts.

“No likes, huh?” lirih. Pandu went in a different direction from the departure of Rama earlier.

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Sinta did not go to the cafeteria, even though Amel had invited her to even forcefully. Sinta refused on the grounds that he had brought provisions and wanted to eat here.

Amel resigned, Sinta is very stubborn. No matter how hard Amel tried to invite him, Sinta would reject him. There's only reason.

Sinta took the box from her bag. He did not care even though he was ridiculed by his friend like a Kindergarten child.

Today Sinta brought her own fried rice. Sinta did not want to trouble her mother to prepare her provisions. Usually Sinta and family, breakfast only with bread. So, Sinta herself cooked the fried rice.

“Jelek.”

When going to put a mouthful of rice into the mouth, the activity stopped because someone called him. Sinta knows who it is.

Sinta doesn't care. He was engrossed in the food in front of him, unwilling to care about the surroundings.

“Jelekkk.”

Sinta still did not respond to him. Until it will scoop up the rice, the supply box was seized. Rama was upset, all this time no girl ignored him.

“Balikin stock me!”

Sinta's angry. Who is not angry if we are eating well, our food is seized.

“Do not want! Anyway ‘kan you should follow all my orders. Now I want to eat.” Rama turned the chair to face Sinta.

“That's my stock, Rama!” Sinta still could not accept if the food was taken.

Rama put his rice in his mouth. When rice until mouth, according to Rama cuisine like Mama's cooking at home.

“This is who cooked? Very nice!”

“Gue.”

“Don't believe me.” Rama continued to eat his rice, until only half.

“Do not in selesin!”

Rama scoops his rice, and gives it to Sinta. Sinta raised her eyebrows.

“Eat.”

Sinta opened her mouth. They continued to eat using the same spoon, with Rama feeding Sinta.

They do not realize that Amel, Pandu, Raka, and Reyhan are in this class. Staring at those who are busy sharing food together, without feeling disturbed.

Until the food is finished. Guide resuscitate them, “You're done.”

Sinta and Rama then look at the source of the sound. There, by the door of his friend stood.

“Ram, back to class.” Reyhan opened his voice to turn the atmosphere into an awkward one.

Rama stood up from his seat. Whisper to Sinta, “Besok bring me stock again!”

Rama went to his best friend.

Class is still quiet, bell in less than five minutes. Sinta can breathe a sigh of relief. No one will feel for him and Rama.

Maybe Rama is used to the gossip circulating in school. But, this is Sinta.

I hope tomorrow will have no problems. Hope is just that.