ALETA NARASA'S
TRISTAN ORVID
*school card*
Aleta frowned feeling confused by the state of the school that felt very rowdy than usual. Many schoolgirls who looked so enthusiastic for what reason, she then looked at Naira who was busy with her food.
"What's wrong with them?"
Naira looked at Aleta confused as to who she meant to them, but when she asked Aleta again looked at the group of students who were not far from them. Naira did the same thing and then took a slow breath.
"There will be a birthday party tomorrow night, and everyone at school is invited" Naira said.
"Birthday party?"
"Hm, he said the birthday party for the children of the school owner. You know, his party will be done famous diclub in this city. Njir must have spent a lot of money, but his name is also holkay no one can not if already playing money. Yes no?''
Naira's curse made Aleta slightly pull the tip of her lips, she also confirmed Naira's words. Either any problem if it has been mixed with money then everything will be quickly resolved.
"Do you know who the son of the school owner is?"
"Um.he's a guy, if not mistakenly named Tristan Arvid. The guy's handsome guy uses it really." Naira continued to smile as she said that making Aleta look flat at herself.
"Where does he go?"
Aleta's words made Naira look suspiciously at him.
"Lo why is he? Lo fancier? I saranin mending you hold down your love for him, your rival one school not to mention the outsiders who ngefans very much with him."
Aleta clucked and continued her food but before that Aleta spoke flat again.
"Who has a crush too."
"Why do you keep talking to him?" sewot Naira was still with a suspicious look that made Aleta very eager to gouge her eyes.
"It's doang."
"really? Ga boong lo?" seductive Naira made Aleta look at him lazily and sped up her meal and hurried away.
"Eh, wait a minute. Aleta!?" naira's shout made everyone who was in the cafeteria look at her strangely. But Naira doesn't care she quickly catches up with Aleta who has moved away from her.
"Ck, leave all the kids."
….
"I told you, I don't want to have such a childish party" said a young man who turned out to be the son of a middle-aged man holding his temple. He seemed to give up on his son's behavior.
"Tristan, papa's decision has been unanimous" said the middle-aged man in a weak tone.
"Ck, it's up to papa." the young man clucked and left the father who was staring at him flat and breathed.
"He's always stubborn."
The middle-aged man was George Arvid while the young man was his son, Tristan Arvid.
….
BRAKKS
"Astagfirulagalazim! Oh, my God, what's that kid?!" a young man shouted when he heard the buzz that made them shocked.
Tristan enters the class in a fit of rage that scares everyone in the class, but Tristan doesn't care. He walked up to his desk and sat himself on his bench.
The young man who was yelling moved closer to Tristan in confusion. Seeing the friend who looks angry makes him feel creepy.
"Tan, you don't papa? You are like someone else possessed by it, enter and enter has made people hang me." said the young man with a tone of annoyance.
"Lo's got a problem?" suddenly another young man came and sat himself before Tristan.
Tristan did not answer, preferring to play his phone with his flagship flat face.
The two young men were glancing at each other and slashing their breaths slowly, their friend this nature can make people rise in blood.
They are friends of Tristan who have been together since junior high until now, Liam Carson and Elvin Diaskara. The two young men who are used to facing their friend's cold nature like the South polar ice patiently.
"Out of the bokap lo room?" elvin looked at Tristan who was busy with his phone. But he then stared at Elvin flatly before answering.
"Hm."
Tristan's reply left Liam and Elvin speechless, as if Tristan's anger had started there. They already know their best friend very well, Tristan will definitely reject the birthday party for him. Moreover, Tristan is a person who really does not like the crowd let alone a party, it's the most thing Tristan hates.