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58. Zulfikar Knows Everything

I'm Madya, 35 years old. The snot boy like Zulfikar I can deal with in an elegant and clever way. (Madyyas).

Madya sat in her chair as usual while putting together a plan to face Zulfikar. He drew and breathed deeply.

Mr. Ozan, the English teacher, entered the classroom.

"Madya Dui Brata, there will be an English debate competition next month" said Mr. Ozan while giving a neatly folded paper.

Madya unfolded it and read it carefully. He was appointed by the school to enter the race representing the school. For 2 weeks, he will train with the debate club.

Well I had the honor of directly joining the debate team without selection. I used to not have a debate. But I remember going into the selection for science and the one who eventually appointed it was Sulis the same Daniel. (Madyyas).

Madya turned her head towards Sulis while continuing to ask inwardly. He nodded while smiling. He lost to 2 of his friends.

But I remember, I also went to a science competition that was not from the education department. At that time I went forward with Sulis because Daniel was still sick. Daniel is the same as the previous version. But the lesson is a little different. (Madyyas).

The girl recalled that Sulis was called yesterday to participate in a science competition made by a Sugar Warehouse brand cigarette that offered a college scholarship. A very big and tempting gift.

It's okay to take the science race. Got the prize money anyway at that time, I saved for going to college. The Sulis dapet full scholarship until graduation, lucky tuh son. Hopefully this English race will have some coaching money as well. (Madyyas).

He looked again at Zulfikar. The man was looking at himself.

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Second break

After going through the lesson hours full of gripping feelings, this second break actually added mecekam. He watched asa his best friend smiling at his cell phone.

"What the hell, As?"

"There is!"

"More secrets?"

"Now, no."

"If I can't know it means it's a secret, Asbun, Origin of Sound."

A man approached them. What Madya feared happened, too, was visited by Zulfiqar. How not, last night the guy called her. It's impossible to avoid anymore.

"Mad, I need to be with you!"

The girl stood up from her seat. He did not care that his head was dizzy because he was too quick to stand up. A little kliyengan, but he's holding.

Zulfikar looked at Asa. "Follow me! We're talking somewhere deserted."

"Why should it be in a quiet place?"

"Let's not be ashamed!"

She wants anything else? He's gonna beat me all out? Or does he want to do the ho'oh-ho'oh thing? (Madyyas).

"I want Asa to come."

"Well, just one person doesn't matter."

Madya whispered, "As, your HP already has a camera, right? Please record us secretly."

Asa gave Madya a thumb code. The two of them followed Zulfikar who was now approaching the school gate. Asa and Madya's heart is racing to a standstill.

Zulfikar stop. The two girls behind him stopped. They stand in a circle.

"You're a little far away dong!" zulfikar to Asa.

"Okay, I play HP only," the pretext is not obvious is recording. Asa moved away while reaching for the phone in her pocket.

Madya took a deep breath while waiting for all the expletives from the male students before her. He concentrates calmly on the feet and hands to hit if it should be.

He looked at the dry land around him, quite he could throw into Zulfikar's eyes as a diversion. If lucky there is a scorpion on the ground, it can also be the main weapon.

"I know everything." Dramatic words came out of Zulfikar's mouth like a detective figure was uncovering a top secret.

Madia has not answered. He was looking for a democratic answer as possible. "Know about what?"

"I know you like me."

"Well?!" []

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