Bad Boy Bucin's
Please Calm down

It did not feel like time had passed, day after day they had passed together. Until the moment that most determines their learning outcomes during the three years at SMA JAYA.

All the ways they have done from starting to practice questions, quizzes, to additional study time before the exam they have taken. Even all about the UN predictions they have completed.

Now is the time for them to fight in approximately four days, a struggle for several months that will determine the fate of their graduation or not.

The atmosphere this morning was a little different than usual, the school corridor looked very calm. Not even one student was in sight. Only a few teachers who were walking towards the classroom, in their hands was seen a large brown envelope that was still sealed neatly.

In the school hallway there is a large enough board that says 'PLEASE BE QUIET THERE IS AN EXAM'. Yes today is the day that three years of hard work must be tested, today they are carrying out the national exam especially for the twelfth grade.

Azka looks ordinary, in contrast to Bobo whose face looks panicked. Negative thoughts just make Bobo down, you are afraid if you can not get enough value so he has to repeat the next year. That would make his parents angry. While Devan he still opened the note that Devira had given to just repeat the material.

The trertt!

The sound of a bell ringing signaled the time for the test to begin soon. The bags and books they put in front of the class, there should be nothing but stationery and test cards.

It looks like the supervising teacher has entered the classroom, making the atmosphere even more tense. The first day of the exam is Indonesian, with a long question that makes us have to be able to understand. It is even necessary to read the question more than once so as not to answer incorrectly.

After saying their greetings and praying, they were given almost two hours to do the work.

The atmosphere in the class was silent and silent, only the sound of eraser scratches on the paper was heard. And a wasp-like voice that was none other than those who read the matter in a quiet voice.

Azkia seemed to smoothly answer every question, occasionally she turned to her left side. The bench next to Azka was expressionless looking at the matter of the Indonesian language, so Azkia could not know Azka could do the problem or not.

Seeing as they studied with Azka quite quickly understood with the explanation given by Azkia, you could say Azka's ability was good. He could easily understand with just one explanation from Azkia.

"The spirit of the priestly candidate" said Azkiah, who could not be heard by anyone.

But it turns out Azka heard it when Azka accidentally glanced at Azkia at a glance. Unknowingly her thin lips lifted slightly forming a semicircle. His spirit was filled with Azkia's whisper. His hands that had been silent since then, now with agility danced on the answer sheet that had not been touched since Azka.

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Without feeling the time is running out, fifteen more minutes they must immediately stop working on the matter. Panic looks from Bobo's face, he does not know how else. Because there are still some questions that he has not answered.

"Ko, number 14 what?" whisky Bobo.

Ciko only gives the code through his fingers if the answer is A then he will stick out his index finger. Middle finger with letter B, ring finger hutuf C and little finger D.

"Number 20, 21, 22 equals 23 what?" ask Bobo again.

Bobo's question made Ciko cluck upset, because once asked up to several numbers.

"Suutt, what's the answer?" ask Bobo again.

Lazily Ciko gave her answer to Bobo. Just when Bobo finished answering they were told to leave the answer sheet on the table.

"Time's up, please come out!!" said the supervising teacher standing in front of the class.

There was a sigh from all of them, considering that the test this time was the determination of their graduation.

Azka walked first followed by Azkia and the others, where their class seemed Devan and Devira had also come out. While behind them Nayla area whose face looks desperate.

"Why beb?" ask Attaya as she approaches Nayla.

"I'm a pessimist" replied Nayla limp.

"Can't you do it?" ask Attaya.

"Can only doubt it, how is it very difficult to understand the long-long rich," Nalya grumbled while sitting long.

"Don't hesitate, sure!" saut Devira's.

"How ugly am I going to be?" ask Nayla.

"Udah that was not to be thought of again, sure aja. now we focus on repeating the maple tomorrow" said Azkia while rubbing the back of Nayla.

They did not go home but went to Azka's house first. Like the days before the exam they would all study together at the Azka house, even Azka's parents brought in tutoring teachers for them. Azka's parents wished her son's worth well so that he could boast of them.

"Well! tomorrow's math. I'm weak about counting!" lamented Attaya, he leaned his body on the living room sofa belonging to Azka.

"Sama" Devan complained.

"Especially me," said Bobo who leaned his body with Attaya and Devan.

Hearing that the three of them looked at each other and sighed again.

Azka who had just come down from her room, she looked at the astonishment of her three friends.

"Why?" tanya Azka pointed at the three of them with her chin.

"Biasalah, especially if not complaining," said Bobo who had been silent since then while reading his notebook.

"Where's my boyfriend?" azka asked when she did not see Azkia.

"They were kedapur, want to make a drink he said," said Ciko while looking at Azka at a glance.

Azka is busy with her phone until she does not realize that Azkia is behind her.

Duk!

Accidentally Azkia's leg hit the edge of the table making her stagger forward. Azka who was sitting next to Azkiah quickly caught Azkiah's body, so that he did not fall. However, Azkia's two busy hands carrying two glasses of orange juice spilled over just like that as Azkia staggered.

"That's so fucking crazy!" annoyed Azka, his hands were tightly coiled around Azkia's waist.

"I'm sorry, hehe." said Azkia while putting on a face so that Azka was not angry.

"Hmm, don't repeat it again" Azka said.

"Ready boss!" Azkia was already standing straight and Azka had already let go of her embrace.

"DORCH!!!" azkia shouted as she realized the orange juice she was carrying hit the faces of Attaya, Bobo and Devan.

The three of them had just been silent since they had witnessed the live striming of Azkia and Azka's intimacy without realizing that the glass containing orange juice had been empty.

"Why?" tanya Devira and Nayla ran from the kitchen.

Azkiah hesitantly pointed towards Ataya and Devan. They all followed Azkiah's hand, then they shut their mouths in disbelief.

After two seconds they laughed out loud, seeing the faces of the three people sitting on the sofa soaked.

"Loh loh you guys run out of nowhere where, why get wet is it haha" said Devira, her response was busy wiping the water that was in her eyes.

"You rich little rats are digot, hahahaa!" nayla.

"Funny!" pissed Devan.

"Happy, happy to see us in this cup?" ask Attaya.

"Thunder my stubbornness" said Bobo, shaking his head left and right.

"Curtain! Very confident!" cebik Ciko's.

"I'm handsome, '" said Bobo confidently.

While Azka just shook her head to see the behavior of her friends.

After that they opened a notebook to repeat the lessons they had learned over the past few months, just to remember the material.

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