Zombies

Zombies
4: Boss



The classroom, which consists of a row of tables and chairs, looks noisy because the bell has not yet rung. Some chat with each other, copy tasks, or casually aloof to play cell phones.


Many activities are done but Nanda is the only student who finds it interesting to stare around without doing anything.


The atmosphere of many people inhabited by teenagers, so noisy and cheerful .. how long did he not see the atmosphere of life like this? No matter how Nanda sees it, he still feels a bit.


The atmosphere of the morning was so warm, noisy, messy. But this small commotion actually made Nanda involuntarily smile.


Yulis was chatting in the back corner along with 2 people. A handsome young man with a tall body and a stucco face is his girlfriend, Alex. While the petite woman wearing a bando is Alex's very soft and feminine cousin, Luna.


It is not unusual for Yulis to approach her boyfriend and it is not unusual for Luna to be there with them. After all, Alex was already acting like Big Brother to the beautiful pale woman, Yulis also did not mind. His best friend was not the jealous type, instead, he was good friends with Luna.


Luna, huh?


Nanda was chin-backed, staring at the group of three through eye glances.


Luna ... the pale woman who looked weak but had this good-looking little had an impression of her. How not? Yulis and Alex are always with her because ..well, this girl is very easy to bully.


Having an attractive beautiful appearance, looks weak to much make a boy approach to protect him, especially with a timid and crybaby attitude. Alienate it and even bully it ...


Yulis was also very beautiful, but the girl was a brave boy, a circus, and obviously the type who would retort twice if anything disturbed her. With such a dispassionate attitude, who would dare to bully this girl?


"Ndut, you don't bete what? Si Yulis was a little ama Luna mulu," the two friends sitting at the front desk turned their heads back, staring at the small group in the corner of the classroom. "Yulis is clearly your friend, but Luna is a little bit interested in him everywhere like Yulis babunya he just. I'm not that soon am Yulis aja bete terribly see."


"Yes, I'm a bete, the spoiled Luna. I'm disgusted by that."


"Who? How are you guys bete?" Nanda stared with a plain face. Jeez ... What do high school kids learn today? "Oh girls, Yulis is my best friend, but I also still have you, my friends are beautiful!"


"Well ..love me with your last words! I'm beautiful, you know, you don't have to praise."


"Select, ngawur! I am definitely prettier!"


The two neighbors sitting at the front desk had a fight. Nanda laughed at their interactions, so in the end the three people chatted some simple things about the artist, film, song .. Lucky, Nanda did not really forget this one.


"Woi, Ja! Tumben is so late!"


Deg.


Nanda's heart felt stifling hearing it. Unknowingly, he held his breath and stared at the figure standing in the doorway.


The figure of the youth with tan skin stood there. Tailoring a backpack and wearing a white-gray uniform covered in a denim-colored jacket. Black hair is cut flat, so neat and short that it makes the contours of the face firm and masculine printed. The figure is really seductive, in a pleasing youth.


The King of the Full. Yeah, Nanda was pretty sure he didn't recognize people wrong. A beautiful figure who always succeeded in making his heart beat fast, a cold figure who secretly often helped him. A leader of the group .. whom he often calls Boss.


Nanda could not help the tumultuousness in his heart. The figure that looked much younger and expressive without that sharp gaze made his heart endlessly shout out anti-sacism. Blood rippled, Nanda almost wanted to scream and shout Boss said with great excitement.


However, in the second he wanted to do it, in that second he also felt slapped.


The Boss he knew, with the Boss he now saw was different.


Nanda swallowed the forced saliva. His euphoria evaporated just like that, replaced by feelings of disappointment and .. happy?


He was disappointed because Nanda clearly knew the King he knew now was not familiar with him at all even though they were classmates and he felt happy because the King in front of him was a figure who had not been touched with blood.


Nanda swallowed the forced saliva. Pretending to just stare at a glimpse of the tall teenager then turn back and focus on the chatter of the two friends who were at the front desk. No one thought that behind the surrounding noise, the fat teenager was secretly eavesdropping.


"Ja, you must be going to PUBG, right? That's why you're late," Yulis laughed, looking at the King who threw his bag on the table right in front of the beautiful teenager.


"Side ah, my seat is that."


"Yeah, just sit in front of you? C'mon Jak, I'd like to deket the same bebeb me," Alex sewot. Move embrace Yulis and successfully get elbow from her boyfriend.


"Don't hold-hold!"


"Okay, Beb, don't be so fierce."


"Bel is sounding, pegi there," the king did not care. Keep driving Yulis out of her chair. He did sit with Alex, while Yulis, arbitrarily did often colonize his chair. "You two are still going out, don't stay here."


Yulis laughed, she was not angry at all. "Hapa lo? Ngiri huh? That's why, let's go find a girl there!"


"Yes! Yep!" Alex agreed. "Tuh, there's Luna tuh, single too. You guys are fit for a single guy, mending soan!"


This time, the usually silent Luna reacted. "What the hell, Lex!" He glared, looked wrong and panicked. "We're all menenan, you know! Third grade too, mending focus on learning rather than dating, ah!"


The king said nothing. He only stared at Luna for a few seconds, before finally sighing and looking at Yulis. "Side Lis, I want to sit."


Yulis pouted, but in the end relented. Nanda, who had been eavesdropping since, felt a tightness that seemed to grip his heart. His manahan to breathe, piercing his heart to give unpleasant pain.


Nanda forgot something important.


The Boss he knew now, was not a heartless and cold-hearted Boss. The boss that he saw now .. had a special feeling to the gentle and sweet girl named Luna.


Oh, goddamn.


Nanda knew his love was clapping one hand, he was also very self-conscious that Boss had no special feelings for him other than friends and teammates. After all, her current self was so ugly. It was inappropriate to approach Boss and act so familiar.


But looking at it directly, realizing the special feeling anchored to another heart ... Nanda could not help but be disappointed.


Nanda took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He's disappointed. Hugely. But he was helpless.This painful feeling grew by itself. Oh, it's not the king's fault that he's so charming that he's entangled. No one can resist the charm that the man put out right? So, this was purely Nanda's fault because it was so easy to fall and drown.


At least, this body is still young, right?


Nanda seriously looked forward, looking at the teacher who had just entered the classroom.


His boss is his Boss, he must not put personal feelings in it. Although they were not familiar now, but Nanda knew in the future, they would have many interactions together. After all, experience is the best teacher. Anyway, not this time he was disappointed.


He's still pretty patient. The experience of maintaining her small life taught her to put forward a cold head rather than a fiery feeling.


So, Nanda, from now on ...


Turn all your focus to yourself.


Yulis sat down at a table with Nanda. A beautiful figure like a magazine model was scowling, whispering to my countrymen while the teacher in front of the class was seriously still teaching.


Oh, what's up with Nanda? This friend of hers looked much more silent and serious. It was really not exciting, but Yulis was reluctant to protest. However, when his eyes glanced at something Nanda was writing ...


Yulis really could not hold her mouth.


"Ndut, you write, you're like a hot worm?"


Nanda mute. Serious pretending to take notes while inside the heart is not stopping swearing. Oh, no need to be told, Nanda already knows!


The fat teenager is quite self-aware that his writing resembles an ancient spell of a pesky bearer so horrible and hard to read. BUT!!! Don't blame him if the writing becomes ugly incantation! Nanda had not written for a long time and more often held a weapon, his hand which was now soft and weak, so it felt stiff!


Lucky while writing the assignment, Nanda manages to make her writing a little better - with either the Nth time - so the teacher doesn't protest.


But for the record now? Ah, dammit! How could he pay attention when he had to take notes quickly! Carefully made writing is already profitable to read, what else is this?


AHAHAHA really, Nanda really wants to cry. He could not even read his own handwriting.


"Seriously, Ndut, mending lo berenti nulis. I'm kasian and the trees in the forest."


"Huh?" is the writing the same as the tree? Nanda gawked, looking at Yulis who was putting on a serious face.


"The more you write, the more you like to call the devil. Look at your writing, "Yulis pointed to Nanda's notebook. "It can't be read at all, it's really paper. Make you more concerned about buying new books, keep book manufacturers feel the interest of the market increases. Well, you're like a demon, aren't you? Ngasut producer for nebangin trees in the forest? Anyhow, paper is made of trees and because of your writing that is like a strange spell, the forest becomes bald for the mass production of written books. Nyadar not really lo if your crime is already fatal? How many families of animals have lost their homes because of this act?"


Nanda gawking.


The tone of speech and speech of Yulis was so serious and convincing. Logic is conveyed with such a long narrative. Convoluted to make Nanda feel bego.


"Sm ... ."


"What?"


"I just found out you're like this."


The beautiful teenager grinned proudly. "Oh ... masa' is new? I am kayak-"


"That crazy guy."


"Aahaha know lo-EH WHATAN JUST LO BY THE WAY?!"


"ISABELLA!"


The hearts of Yulis and Nanda both jumped to hear the high-pitched scream of several octaves. Screech, successfully make the heart sport of the whole class.


Physics teacher who has been patient since can not stand it. Glared sharply at the beautiful figure that made her class become unsettled. "Stop talking to Ananda, or get out of class!"


Yulis' face flushed in embarrassment. He smiled clumsyly. "I'm sorry, ma'am," she said calmly, before finally throwing a sharp glare at her countryman.


Nanda grinned, not feeling guilty at all. In the end, no one else played whispers. Nanda was also quite cooperative. Do not re-write the notes and choose to slowly copy the Yulisa notes only.


Although it is bad, it is true said Yulis. It is better not to write. Oh, not because Nanda is a go-green, but more because she feels useless. After all, he was already aching to take notes, but in the end, he just could not read his own writing. Ah, better stop. He does not want to do wasted work.


But in the end, Nanda felt he could not continue like this. It was very troublesome to write his chicken claw on the High School bench. He's not a kindergarten kid who just held a pencil, it's a shame to have horrible writing. Moreover, in High School, he would obviously be made to write a lot ...


Oh, Nanda can't stay still. For the rest of the lesson, in addition to concentrating on paying attention to the teacher, the teenager was veiled uneasily writing about. deg-deg-degan with writing that would invite teacher criticism.


It is still better to be reprimanded in privacy, but it would be very embarrassing to be reprimanded in front of the class. Nanda admits he looks shameless, but he still has the pride to defend.


Hence, Nanda could not hold back any longer.


A beard fire tub, the teenager immediately ran at the speed of light as soon as the break bell rang. Go to the cafeteria, buy a bottle of yogurt to drink and then run back to the library.


Pencils and erasers are in uniform pockets. The writing book is rolled into a short stick. With a face full of determination and struggle, the fat teenager entered the library.


He will learn! Oh, not only studying to pass the exam, but also learning to write!


With a burning throat, Nanda smirked. Smiling looked at the perpus guard who was at the guard table.


"It just so happens, Nanda, there is a new stock of novels coming on Saturday yesterday," said Bu Rini. Smiling kindly with the figure of the student who every day went to the library.


Nanda is a longtime veteran. Since the 1st grade, every day he ran to the school library on the first break bell. Therefore, Ms. Rini was very familiar with this teenager.


"Okay, Mom! Nanda forgot to bring the book to be turned around," Nanda grimaced. Seeing the friendly face of Bu Rini who was full of smiles, this teenager remembered that he always went to the library to return books and borrowed other books.


This was done constantly for 3 years, making Nanda even impossible to forget.


"Liet ah, tomorrow can also Nanda return, right? Borrowing limit is a week," said Rini amused. Nanda just grinned at her, then wrote in a visit book.


"This time, Nanda could not minjem the novel first yes, because it is still in a minjem state."


Nanda nodded obediently. "Let's remember, Mom, today Nanda doesn't have a book, Nanda wants to learn."


Rini grinned. "Study or make PR?" goda.


The teenager was pouting. "Ish, Mother mah. Nanda was in 3rd grade, focused on learning."


Rini poked her smile. "Yes, study there. If anyone does not understand, just ask Mom, who knows if you can explain."


"Really Ma?!"


"Yes," Rini smiled amusedly, but Nanda did not care. The mood was suddenly good. In spirit he chatted a little with the library guard teacher then finally walked to the row of bookshelves lined up neatly.


Yeah ... Nanda's not really going to learn. However, the first hour of rest is only 15 minutes, not enough to learn about. So, the teenager randomly picked up an encyclopedia, took it to a table and copied the writing there slowly.


En. A few minutes to write. If the writing is bad, Nanda will delete and rewrite it. At the very least, he would get his hands used to holding a pen and pencil.