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41. Friends Don't Know Yourself

"Madja!" call Mr. Ozan.

Madya who was bored waiting for another friend finished looking up. "Yes, Sir?"

"Are you tutoring or an English course?"

"No, Sir."

"Your test result is amazing!" [Your test results are amazing!]

"I'm glad you notice. I really appreciate that. Thank you, sir." [I'm glad you noticed. I really appreciate it. Thank you, Sir.]

Gosh darn. The response from the Compliment was amazing! (Sir Ozan).

"Would you like to join the English debate contest?" [Will you take part in an English debate contest?]

"Uhm .. thank you for the offer. I will consider it." [Thank you for your offer. I will consider it.]

Selling expensive dikit lah yaw. (Madyyas).

"Okay, I'm really looking forward to it." [Alright, I'm really looking forward to it.]

Mr. Ozan, who has long been desperate because there are no mainstay students in the English debate, is now like getting extra lives. He grins until a smile can't escape from his mouth.

Previously, Daniel was a multitalented student. However, because of the debate, science and porseni competition held simultaneously, Daniel is more directed to follow the science competition. The presence of Madya in this new 'shape' develops the hopes of Mr. Ozan who has withered.

"Uhm, one more thing. You can go home now!" he said to Madia. [One more thing. You can go home now!]

"And for those of you who have completed the test, you can go home too!" he said to the other students. [For those of you who have completed the test, you can also go home.]

Another student just gawked at Mr. Ozan's words. There was no happy cheer, it was because they did not understand the happy news of returning home early. However, Madya is not so happy to be home early.

He wanted to go home with Asa to finish the outpouring of scribbles that had been cut off because of the class bell. He waited for Asa in front of Class 2 B.

***

Go home from school

Madya and Asa walk to the bus stop.

"Where were you in class, meeting Z?" ask Asa.

"Meet me. That's it."

The sound of Deheman came from behind them. Asa and Madya looked back. Zulfikar seemed to overshadow the steps of the two of them continuously.

"What kind of cooking is that?" whispered Madya.

"Make it all up."

"But what is natural don akh."

"Eheheh, it comes out automatically from the mouth."

A motorcycle stops in front of Madya and Asa. Abu held out a helmet to Madya.

"Oh, um I went to Abu ya's house, As," said Madya.

"Why am I being left behind?!"

"How's dong? Oh yeah." huh."

Ashes and Madhya passed away leaving Asa behind followed by Zulfiqar. That's how friends don't know themselves. However, Madya also could not be absent from her dance practice.

Damn you Madya! (As).

Asa sped up the steps to get away from Zulfikar.

Meanwhile Abu and Madhya were on their way to Abu's house without saying a word. Even at Abu's house, the man remained silent. Madya looked at him closely.

"What?!" ask Abu.

"It's okay, just curious how did you grow?"

"Let's not mess with your business."

Madya is ready to issue the most advanced weapon that is singing in a high tone accompanied by tears, aka crying.

"Well, haven't you been crying yet!"

Madya fixed her expression. He looked up so his tears wouldn't come out. "Not so cry. Some losses cry for you."

"What?! What does it mean to cry for me?! Am I not good enough for you?! I'm less cute? Less pinter? You forgot yesterday what SMS did you get?!"

"Well, how's it going?" []

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