ASMARALOKA
ASMARALOKA - Part 08

...ASMARALOKA - Part 08 ...

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NEWS about Aloka going home with Asmara spread everywhere. Now when returning from school, both class X, class XI, and class XII have filled the corridor of class XI IPA. Seeing how his gentleman Aloka when going to take a girl home together.

Aloka is out of class XI IPA 1 with a white hoodie with a black Jaguar logo on his left chest. The official logo for the JAGUAR gang, a collection of young men and women from the four largest private schools in the city. Revan, the leader of JAGUAR has collaborated with Puma Original to outfit them all. Both clothes, pants, hats, and sneakers all come from the Puma brand. No wonder it feels, considering how circle Revan is. He can even be a brand ambassador for that famous brand.

Eagles and Sakha have been tasked to prevent this fangirl from approaching Aloka street. They were all really aggressive, leaving both Eagle and Sakha overwhelmed. Almost all parts of Sakha's body and the Eagle were scratched, kicked, grabbed, and others. Usually only Titan comes to class XI IPA 3 to pick up his beloved lover. That's also for Eagle and Sakha is not a problem considering how terrible Ardhani when she knows if her lover becomes a seizure to be touched like this. Aloka's seizure is disastrous. Often these girls are cheap or use Sakha, Eagle, and Aji to reach Aloka. Because Aji is so terrible, only Sakha and Eagle are forced to become his medium.

"Al, what little spit of napa, anyway? Destroyed my face!" the Eagle shouted as he continued to hold the girls back from advancing.

Aloka. It's enough he's in the style of a slow-motion action movie. "Yes, Lang!" He then ran to be able to reach the door of class XI IPA 3 and closed the door while locking it to hide from the crowd. Aloka tried to normalize his breathing and heartbeat.

But nevertheless...

"Aloka, why are you here?"

The heavy sound made Aloka startled. He did not know if this class still had a teacher and Mr. Kris, the chemistry teacher was looking at him wonder behind his glasses box. Aloka brushed his hair violently while spreading his gaze to all directions containing the smartest students in this school.

XI IPA 3 is indeed the superior class after XI IPA 1 which arbitrarily changes the decision of the principal. Aloka and his friends refused outright when XI IPA 1 was appointed to the class of excellence. Which automatically all 50 percent academic science competitions will come from this class.

It's not that Aloka isn't smart, but he isn't. He's confessing. His brain will not be as smart as Titan in doing math problems or the Eagle whose cleverness is used for embarrassing things. However, the predicate of the superior class for the class he lived in for three years made it a bad impact. First, the hours to go home from school his class will be postponed because he gets additional hours of lessons. Second, the teachers will compare. That's sure! The grudge that all teachers have been harboring will be poured out on him. And he's always lazy to hear a talk if it's not from his grandparents.

"Aloka, I asked you why wasn't it answered?" ask Chris again.

"Em-m.. That, sir! The girls are out there on my take. That's why I'm hiding here" he replied, who seemed arrogant rather than what he was.

"So the noise outside is because of you?"

Aloka nodded. "Yes, Sir! I'm here a minute, sir."

Kris threw his breath away. Strangely enough this one student. "alright. You can sit in that empty chair or you can sit at the teacher's desk there." Mr. Kris pointed to an empty seat at the back.

"Sit down, sir." Aloka then walked towards the chair and sat there.

In front of Aloka there is Ardhani who is staring at him full of search and Asmara who even throw their faces and do not want to see him.

"Well, we'll continue with the material that you said earlier...." Kris began to resume his teaching activities.

Chemistry and all its elements.

Aloka's head could be broken listening to the voice of Mr. Kris that exceeds the sound of the mosque adhan beside his grandfather's house. Moreover, the material that Aloka did not know. Usually, during the repetition, Aloka will definitely borrow Ardhani's paper because XI IPA 3 is faster in delivering the material. And so far many teachers have accused him of being weird. But it is a fact.

"Ardhani!" aloka whispered the name Ardhani.

Ardhani. "What?"

"When did the lesson end?"

Looking at his watch and the wall clock on the board, Ardhani replied, "About half five."

What the heck! It's still 3 o'clock and means Aloka needs another hour and a half to test his patience. Outside the Eagle and Sakha were already shouting to call his name to come out. And Mr. Kris doesn't seem to care about the commotion the Eagle is making. Going out is impossible, too. Stay here is also bad. Ouch.....

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Mr. Kris finally ended the learning session when the clock showed at half-time 6. The sun had set and the atmosphere in the school was also quiet. People who usually build extracurriculars have also come home.

Aloka spread both his hands up. Aching feeling due to lowered head made his bone joints stiff. However, more than that Aloka was grateful. At least what he had hoped for this time had happened. Mr. Kris will not know how Aloka continues to pray that God can end his life - uh no, that is, Mr. Kris's study.

Aloka stood up immediately. Waiting for a while before finally pulling his hand to follow him immediately.

"Eh-hh what is this?" asmara protests while beating Aloka's hand.

"Lo didn't forget your promise, did you?"

Asmara scrunched her forehead. "What promise? I don't have any promises with you!"

"Ckk!" Aloka clucked. "Lo's an IPA kid but his brain is senile."

"Who is senile?!!" asmara Exclamation does not accept.

"Lo!" Aloka clucked back. "Lo promised I'd go home together! Don't forget!"

"Hhhhhh!!!!! Since when have I accepted your request? And since when I promised you!"

The sound of romance is high. Kuping Aloka was sick when he heard it. This girl was completely different from the other girls trying to get close to her. They tried to keep the image so that Aloka liked it.

"Can't you say no toa?"

"No!" shouts Asmara.

Goddamn hawk!

If it wasn't for the plans made by the scavenger, Aloka would never have gotten involved with this woman. Better he keep his Grandma. At least Alexandra didn't make him suffer like this.

Once the jolt of Aloka has returned to drag Asmara. Bodo very much with himself who must make this bar-bar girl submit before him.

When we got to the parking lot. Aloka immediately handed over his helmet for Asmara to wear. As usual, the girl rejected him. Asmara has thrashed to be released from the Aloka check. Many eyes were staring at them.

"Take off right now!"

"What are you asking me for?"

"Huh... you've taken me by hand and you still ask on what basis?! I don't accept it!"

"I'm important to me?" Aloka's eyebrows shot up.

"It's important! You need to get rid of your checks right now."

"I don't want to, what do you want?"

"Gue's gonna scream."

"Just shout," said Aloka casually. "Nobody dares to me."

Asmara. "Lo why the hell? I don't feel like I have the same problem, but you don't stop bothering me?" There was a desperate tone that Aloka could feel.

No! Not now's.

Aloka can't let go of this girl. Not before what is their goal is achieved. He cannot be selfish by risking the lives of his friends. He must be kind so that Asmara can be a little tame.

Exhaling her breath, Aloka took the helmet and placed it on Asmara's head carefully.

"Gue had never felt this way. I don't know what happened, but I hope you can be a little more gentle" said Aloka, displaying his sweetest smile.

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