Adek I'm BAD
2. Second Day

Enjoy reading's.

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A young man who can not be called mediocre-faced or we usually call handsome, is down the Lamborghini. The young man looked out himself from the car, not as usual who was going to go out together with a beautiful girl.

Like the routine of the other students, this young man also went straight to the canteen to treat his stomach that was rumbling to be filled. On the way to the canteen ....

"Sshhh, pain .. please." There was the sound of someone moaning from the bathroom that the Son had just passed.

"Whosoever voice, kek knows," said the Son as he chuckled in search of the whereabouts of the voice. The son stopped his steps and tried to analyze where the sound came from.

"Mahoo ...." The voice sounded back.

"From the girls' toilet." The son finally returned to the toilet he had passed, the young man entered carefully. Afraid if anyone is hysterical when he sees her in the girls toilet.

Upon reaching the toilet hall, Putra found a girl sitting on the floor, with her hands holding one of her legs.

"Lo ga papa?" ask the son after being next to the girl.

The girl looked up and narrowed her eyes. "Loh, the mas-mas that hit me yesterday, right? Kok can ad—" The girl stopped talking after seeing the maroon suit that Putra was wearing.

"Why are your legs?" ask the Son who ignored the girl's expression.

"My leg was sprained, it was a slip, the floor was slippery," the girl replied with a lowered head.

"You out?"

Without waiting for an answer from the girl, the Son suddenly carried her bridal style. The girl immediately put her hands around the Son's neck.

After arriving outside, Putra was still holding the girl he hit last night. And enjoy the adorable face of the girl he is carrying right now.

If this is a girl so my girl, plain gini must be cool when playing. Not much behavior, said the Son in his heart, the young man showed his smirk.

A deheman interrupted their activities.

"Son!"

The son and the girl turned to the source of the voice, and the one who called her was her lover, Zahra.

Zahra approached the two. "Well, you weren't a girl last night?" asked Zahra while pointing to the girl who was held by the Son.

"Yes, Ra. Legs sprained. Just last night I hit him, he fell on the toilet" said Putra, chuckling.

"Bring to UKS only, there will be KSR children. Let it massage them, "suggest Zahra. They finally took the girl to the UKS.

"By the way, what's your name?" ask Zahra to the girl held by the Son.

"U–Una, Brother," he replied slowly.

Zahra and the Son nodded.

"So you're looking for children, he said, training for the preparation of the oration" Zahra said as she looked at Putra from the side.

"Yes, we're going straight to the hall. It's in the hall, right?" The son turned to the girl who was walking beside his right.

Zahra nodded. "Lo didn't have time to eat earlier, after all we still have an hour. After this there's a matter of white pigeon history."

"Well you nyariin's kids?"

"Yes, the absence problem seems to be. They also want to eat, so we stop by the cafeteria first."

Not felt, they had reached the UKS, Putra immediately dropped Una on the UKS bed. Zahra told Una what happened to the KSR members who were on guard. They allowed Una not to follow Ospek because of the circumstances of Una which were not possible.

Afterwards, Zahra and Putra head to the canteen to replenish their energy before starting today's activities.

After being massaged with one of the KSR members, now Una's legs feel better. The girl was allowed to rejoin the other students. He was escorted by one of the organizers he had met at the time to the hall, Mita.

Una's two best friends, Ify and Arel are very happy because their best friend has rejoined.

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The committee succeeded in carrying out their duties as Ospek committee. They are proud of their efforts while preparing Ospek.

And they also run Mita's proposal the other day, the show went well. Especially the freshmen, who enjoyed their last nights during the time of Ospek. In addition to Mita's proposal, the committee also released new students to show talent in front of other students.

Today Zahra and her friends can breathe a sigh of relief, because their duties as Ospek committee have ended.

"Huft, finally kelar Ospek. Capek also turned out to be the chairman of Ospek," complained Jaka while putting pieces of meatballs into his mouth.

Zahra swallowed the meatballs. The girl took a glass of orange juice and sipped it. "Lo mah whatan, your work is just rummaging we're just tired. Fuck up!" cibir Zahra slowly.

"Party ayuk, we haven't had a lot of fun in a long time" said Fandi, one of the youths who is in a gang with Putra.

"Can, tuh. Where's where?" tanya Ica excited.

"Rutari just opened a week ago. He said he had a guy, our age, but I was still hanging everywhere" said Jaka with his pedal.

Mita who was next to him immediately pinched Jaka's waist, the young man was in pain. "You want to follow them to the club, be careful if you get far. We broke up" threatened Mita.

"Well, don't dong. Breaking-up period? We just got it 2 months ago ...."

"Yes, look out for anything!"

Ardelia chuckled at the pair in front of her. "Let's know, Mit. Jaka was once taught to drink with Zahra, taker duh."

"Zahrah!" said Mita growled.

Zahra only giggled, at that time the goal was only to prank Jaka. But who would have thought, if Jaka wanted to enjoy the drink back.

"Ra, same Devan we were told to go back. Class, yuk!" bring Putra.

"Just go away, we usually skip it too" Zahra replied.

"Absen this doang. Then we pull it to the race. There's a college kid next door, if winning money is good enough for night."

Without a second thought Zahra immediately agreed to the Son's proposal. They say goodbye to their friends and walk to class.

In the classroom they just do attendance signatures, the lecturers in their class are in a meeting. Children are only told to read links, furniture entrepreneur success stories that will be used as a discussion next week.

"Eh, Put. We're taking the car, which was a motorcycle race, right?"

"Home home, baby, take the bike. After that new to the race, the location was already I share lock."

The son kissed Zahra's cheek after it breezed away first. Just now Zahra wanted to go after her lover, someone held her hand. Zahra turned her head, and at once she was annoyed at the face of the person holding her back.

"Lo again, lo again? It can't do anything, a day I don't know what I mulu," said Zahra ketus. The girl was very dislikeful of the man in front of her at this moment. He thinks this guy is very disturbing.

Devan, one of the best friends of the Son and his brother's best friend. The men who are from semester one have been fascinated with what Zahra has. The man who always wants to know his business, people call him the guardian of Zahra. He used to be a mosquito repellent between Putra and Zahra when he was together.

Rio had asked the man for help to keep an eye on Zahra while on campus. A man who harbors feelings for Zahra, because he knows Zahra belongs to his best friend. It is impossible if he just takes it.

"You want to race again? Danger, Zahra!"

"As far as I dong, who do you want to chat me. Don't worry about your friend Rio's brother, you can be just like me."

"Gue ga ngatur, if you are like why-why how? Mending here, 11 o'clock miss Eva's clock."

"I'm fine, yeah. I don't care about Miss Eva, I speak English too. So I'm glad I dong want here what's truant."

Zahra's face was visibly upset, after finishing with her business in class the girl sauntered away. Leaving Devan glued to his place.

Zahra was not a kid yesterday afternoon who did not know what kind of people like him. In fact, it is common knowledge that Devan does seem to like Zahra.

Zahra drove her car home, the girl replaced the vehicle with her sports bike. After that he drove the motor quickly through the traffic jam that occurred in Jakarta. It didn't take long, Zahra finally arrived at the race location.

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*****Oration: a formal speech, or formal oral communication delivered to the public.

*KSR: The Voluntary Corps (KSR) is a unit of PMI that serves as a forum for ordinary members and individuals who in their own consciousness declare to be members of KSR. More or less like PMR at High School**.