
"That's why the chicks aren't here?" Hana.
Margaret only smiled faintly in response to the words of her best friend. But, in fact, he was also curious.
He circulated his gaze, hoping to find the figure he was waiting for. But the result is nil.
"Re, sorry, I have to go back to class. I forgot the presentation of the task later," said Hana.
Margaret nodded. "Yes, I also want to go back to class." she said.
"Gue first, yeah. Bye bye.." Hana waved her hand, then ran away.
His smile slowly began to fade. He took a deep breath, then got up from his seat and walked away.
Not long after, his steps came back to a standstill because his phone rang. Margaret reached into his pocket to retrieve his cell phone.
One of the names he was thinking about for a long time, appeared on his phone screen. Dion's. Soon he picked up the call.
'Lu sneak over here!'
The sound was loud enough to make Margaret keep the phone away from her ears.
'Where are you?' answer Margaret.
'New Roads. Scribbles! Helmi ama in Chandra songong was again up.' cried Dion from across there.
Margaret held her phone in her ear, she heard it, but did not reply after hearing Dion's last words. Until the call was interrupted.
Maybe it would be better if he held the key to the bike at the moment. He could instantly slide into that place without a second thought. But the thing is, it's not on him at the moment.
"Ck!" decak.
He rushed out of the campus running as fast as he could. Luckily, he got a taxi when he got outside the gate.
"Hopefully nothing bad happened." he murmured.
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Smoke and motorbike reverberations welcomed his arrival. Margaret cleared her throat slowly as the thick enough exhaust fumes stung her sense of smell.
"Woooo~ keep hitting!"
The sound of cheering was heard from up ahead. Margaret began to frown. He was too naive to think that everything was okay.
Margaret widened her eyes as a crack revealed it to a scene that surprised her.
He ran with a gaze and a thought that was only fixed on the appearance before him. In the end, it was only pain that he had. He fell down, and his leg sprained.
"Stop!" he screamed while trying to stand up.
But his voice could not defeat that loud enough cheering sound.
Shoes with the right 3 inches he finally released. Withstanding the pain, he ran back to the horde of people in front of him.
"Stop!"
The rapid heartbeat he felt on his back. A pair of arms coiled around his waist very tightly. His emotions became reduced after hearing that quite hoarse voice.
Helmi grabbed the arm and took off her embrace gently, then turned to look at the owner of the pair of arms.
"I beg you to stop, Kak~"
With her scuffed hands, Helmi wiped away Margaret's tears. A small smile adorned his battered face.
Margaret's cry grew even more after seeing the artwork on Helmi's face.
While someone behind there his emotions are getting smoldering because of seeing a show that makes him feel defeated.
Without even looking, Margaret took Helmi away. And let Chandra alone with a strange feeling that bothered her.
"You didn't see it? I'm hurt too!" shout Chandra.
The appearance of Margaret further made the other Gang children curious. All gazes were on Margaret at this moment.
"Dissolve you all!" snapped Chandra.
"Gue said disband!"
Not wanting to get into trouble, they all started scattering.
"You didn't hear me?" Chandra pulled Margaret's arm and made her stop.
Margaret closed her eyes for a moment, then let out a long sigh. He took off his grip on Helmi, then turned around. The flat and cold gaze he showed Chandra, as if no matter what happened to her.
"I've said it before, right? don't make me hate you more, sister.."