
“Hahaha, yes – yes, it could be so. Leo same Arnold same – same youngest child, Ra. Maybe that's why they still belom can mature.”
“Manja?”
“Hm. Manja and lucky again they come from a wealthy family,” said Rayan, “Both Leo or Arnold have assets of each –, want them to pass cepet or lama, either Leo or Arnold have assets of each, yes still do not affect their future, their bokap company will fall into their hands,” explained Rayan.
“Oh, so.” Yura replied with a short nod, “Terus lo yourself? How to arrive – arrive to change course?” tanyanya.
“Gue envy me same temen – other friends, my age now they are already working, already independent, already have a family, and like happy that, is it me? I work aja belom, pocket money is still mintak same bokap. Different also you are in the class of employees, who can study while working, can pay for college package of your own dried products,” said Rayan, “Lo also.”.
“Hah? I'm?” yura asked in shock.
“Iya, don't you work? Writer right? I often read the results of your writing,” said Rayan honestly.
“Serius lo? Wah really embarrassed me..” said Yura clumsy.
“Why embarrassed? Cool – cool how to write lo, I like.”
“Thanks. But the writer is not a job, Yan. Yes maybe for some people, so I was surprised when you said the author was a job.”
“Loh why? That produces, right?”
“Iya anyway, I agree lo, but for most people the author is just a hobby that is in the eyes of one person. Very different from – people whose job status is acknowledged, jacketed, tie, groomed, fixed income every month, not to mention a convincing career level. The writer? We just pack a casual shirt, sit carelessly at home, hair in the cepol, already so.”
“But the beautiful tetep kok.” muttered Rayan.
“Hah? Lo said what was it?”
“Hah? Nope. l-I mean..
Drrr..Drrr..
“Eh jerk off, HP I sound,” Rayan see his phone, on the screen it says Leo name, “Ya bro? I'm in the library, oh okay, just let me there.”
“Em, Ra?”
“Ya?” sahut Yura who is now busy with her novel book.
“Gue unplug yes, thank you very much already want to help me,” said Rayan.
Yura closed her novel and switched to staring at Rayan, “Sama – the same, sister's spirit, good luck yes the script,” she said while smiling sweetly and warmly.
DEG. Rayan's heart was riled up when she saw that smile. Beautiful interior.
“M-thank you,”Rayan tried to cover up his nervousness, “Later when – when will you help me again?” tanyanya liver – hearts.
“Hm?”
“Oh, if you don't want to gap, hahaha, I'm kidding.”
“By kok, but next time there is a wage, at least you buy me a book or a treat for that meal..hehehe,” sahut Yura still with a sweet smile.
Rayan's smile to hear Yura's words, actually this girl has long stolen the attention of Rayan, her jovial figure and can be friends with ready to make Rayan interested, not to mention her beautiful and sweet look. But only today can he be right – right this close to Yura, some
the chance he missed was for granted, for fear that Yura would not respond to it.
“Ready! Okay, I unplug first yes, bye.”
“bye..”
Yura tidied up the book – books she took earlier, compiled them back to where she came from. Rayan only took two books that he felt were suitable for the script material.
“This library is not a hangout place.”
Yura turned her body and found Reinard who was already sitting at the place of Rayan earlier.
“Lo?”
“You don't know what the sign on that wall means?” tanya Reinard cynical, “Kok chat in library.”
“Since when are you here?” ask Yura impatiently.
“Yes maybe I heard you guys say what was,” he replied indifferently without burden.
“Cih. It's none of your business! Like – like I dong want to chat where, do not need your permission as well. Tomorrow – tomorrow I put a big post in front of the library, FORBIDDEN NGUPING!”
“Ohh.. The teacher read the book again? Oh, don't – don't really say Leo, lo lecturer so – so yes? A fool, right? Why not?!” yura Cerocos.
Reinard blinked his eyes several times hearing Yura's words, this girl was right – made him cornered.
“Hhahah.. Why do you? How is that kicep? Hahaha..” ripple Yura at sight of Reinard's expression, “Hink times, sir. I believe in competent teachers. Yes.maybe too young, our age is also like just a few years different, but okay.”
Reinard still could not say – words, he just silently heard Yura's ravings which he thought were too extraordinary.
“But, Sir.” Yura purposely hung up her sentence.
“What?” ask Reinard who was curious.
“My father?” Yura asked back.
“Hah? Yes. yes, but what?”
“Jawab don't?”
“Yura Sabina!” Reinard was right – was properly made fire beard by Yura. No one's ever fooled him like this.
“Eh, I already know my full name. I'm that famous, huh?”
“Absen lo!” reinard's tone was slightly elevated.
“Hahaha, oh so. Relax just the next time. I just want to say, you do not be too formal, relax ajalah, who you teach this student is not a child of Junior High School or High School, not to mention that many are the same age lo,” explained Yura.
“That too, your clothes are carried casually, do not need to like people want to go that way, cool little why? Look lo support kok, even I think lo more pantes so modeling rather than lecturer, end lo handsome anyway.”
Reinard's eyes blinked several times hearing Yura's chattering. This girl is a little weird, the stone.
“Lo healthy?” ask Reinard then, “So hard was that impact?” he said while holding onto Yura's forehead.
“Not hot,” Reinard said after confirming.
BUGS!
“Aww.. Lo why the hell? That's a really good book, even lo geprak to my head!”
“Who told you to hold – hold my head? Huh?!” Bentak Yura did not accept the treatment of her lecturer, “Basic om – om perverted!”
“A-what? Lo said what?”
“Udah perverted, deaf again, good luck lo!” ledek Yura relax, “BYE! I want to go out, can crazy me long – long ngeladenin lo!”
“Hah?” this time Reinard was right – was made flabbergasted by Yura's words, his eyes could not be separated from Yura's back that just left, “Woi! I'm crazy old – old, not lo! You weird chick!”
“Husssttt!!”
Reinard reflexively lowered his voice, as the middle-aged woman approached him and tidied up some of the books lying on the table.
“Do not shout – shout, this is a library,” he said. Reinard believed that the woman before him was the custodian of the library.
“Sorry, mom.”
“It's like it's got Yura..” said the woman again, “Please love her yes, son.” asked while giving an agenda book with a salem-colored cover.
“Oh, i-iya bu..”
“Yura often come here, almost every day even, she is a good girl.” said she, “The child is right – is really jolly and friendly, she also likes to help – help mom here.”
“Oh.” Reinard just rounded his mouth, he was a little incredulous that magical girl named Yura could be that attractive in the eyes of others.
“Hahaha, mom is already young again, but beware lo, do not be too irritated by people, later if she suddenly disappeared even you searchin.”
Reinard scratched his non-itchy head at the woman's words, “That's why I'm sorry, ma'am.. All of you want to return this also to him,” said Reinard.
“Not in class yes, good light.”
“Hah?”
The woman smiled warmly, “Yura is already in the rooftop, definitely there.”
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