Be married? Oh No!
The Part 15
A teacher named Fikri is now hardening his jaw. The chalk in his hand was squeezed to the ground, the net was sharpened looking at the male student who was currently listening to the song with his feet on the table.
"KENO ALVERO!" call Fikri the English teacher with every word full of emphasis.
The one called to stay relaxed. Wiggling both of his legs. Letting everyone look at him.
"Class 3 is still doing it!" spray Fikri growled. Want to beat can not be unlucky because Keno children owner of the school.
Ignored. The man immediately walked over to Keno. He slapped his hand hard at the table in front of him.
"Keno!" call again.
"Eh father teacher. Why?" asked Keno without sin, the young man opened his legs.
"Let your feet down!" fikri's Decree.
"If I don't want to?!" he said in a mocking tone.
"I'm taking you to ipa 2 class!" fikri. Because the Ipa 2 class is a class that is not too smart compared to its current class.
Although ipa 3 but all the students in this class proved his intelligence.
"OK," replied Keno. The young man walked away from the classroom while crafting his desk and chair.
At first, they threatened. But after seeing Keno had already left his class. The man immediately turned into a panic.
In the heart the man said.
Die with me!
Brak!
Keno dropped hard on the table and his chair was right behind Hani. While the others were currently staring at him hesitantly.
All the students started to gossip. Look at a student who is not from his class. Hery the class leader immediately asked.
Although initially scared. The young man tried to dare to ask directly to Keno.
"M-sorry, w-why did you move to ipa 2 class?" ask Hery stammering. Without looking at Keno in front of him.
"Gue?" ask Keno. The man looked at Hery from top to bottom.
Hery nodded in fear.
"Married, so from today I officially become a student ipa 2!" exciting Keno.
And again, everything whispered to each other. How Keno wants to move to a class that includes less smart like ipa 2. If compared with Ipa 3, all students are smart.
Hery is back in his class. Keno is playing his phone.
Staring at Hani's back who was on her back.
"Hey girl in front!" call Keno.
Hani who was daydreaming. Thinking of Ayan was immediately jolted. Look to see who is calling.
"Lo call me?" ask Hani.
Keno widened his smile. The young man shook his head.
"Crazy people!" swear Hani while straightening his eyes again.
Bell rings. A sign of the fourth hour of the lesson in which all students now put their heads to the table. The teacher is currently explaining the lesson.
Hani is busy with her phone. While Keno is busy with his activities making music.
While in the teacher's room. Now Fikri was looking down deeply, as the headmaster scolded him. How not the man had already made his decision without asking permission from the principal.
What if the owner of this school found out his son was treated badly. By the teacher who taught here, maybe the situation will be worse than being angry.
"Okay sir" said Fikri in a weak tone.
"Where to go!" expel Darman. While massaging his nose.
"Where?" asked Luluk the Ipa 2 homeroom teacher with a panicked face.
"Let's be finished Luk!" peeked Fikri while rubbing his face rough.
"What did the principal say?" ask Luluk.
"Say if I don't bring Keno back to Ipa 3. Then I will be fired," explained Fikri. His head throbbed at the thought of how to persuade Keno to return to her class.
"Don't worry sir, as much as possible I will help you" said Luluk.
Fikri immediately smiled when he heard that."Didn't it? Mommy want to help me?" tanyanya who is influenced by Luluk.
"Thank you buk. I will remember the services of Bu Luluk forever. Until I die later," said Fikri enthusiastically. Grunts Luluk's hand with both eyes sparkling.
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"Om next time messing around to the parlour again kuy!" get Hani excited.
"Gak ah. You said there was boring," Ayan replied while cleaning up the messy kitchen utensils, due to the actions of Hani who was busy trying to learn to cook.
"At first I was bored, but I liked it there for a long time!" yells.
"What about me?" sela Ayan."Are you starting to like me?" ask Ayan. Staring at Hani with both corners of her lips raised, making for a smile.
Make Hani instantly stuck. The girl walked towards the refrigerator, picked up a bottle of cold drink, then downed it to leave half.
"Why?" ask Ayan to worry. Help Hani to sit to a chair.
"It's okay" Hani explained.
Pulling Ayan's body away from him, he got up. Staring at Ayan for a moment, then the girl immediately ran towards the bathroom.
"It's crazy!" peekik Hani in the bathroom. Looking at his red face through the mirror reflection.
Cupping both of her cheeks, the girl closed her lips. The next moment Hani shook his head. Wash his face with water.
Nearly an hour in the bathroom. Hani finally ventured out. Looking right and left and looking for the whereabouts of Ayan who had been looking for nothing. Suddenly his phone rang. Signing an incoming message.
About Ayan
[Asslamuallaikum Falia, sorry. Suddenly I had a sudden affair, so I left the house without asking permission first. Don't wait for me, maybe this job will be done tomorrow morning. Go to sleep first.
Don't miss me😉]
Hani screeched, turning off her phone screen after reading a recently-entered message Ayan sent for her.
"Who is waiting?" he said while shaking. Grabbing an apple in front of him.
"If you want to go? Yes go there! Just don't go home ..." sarcastically as he ate the apples in his hand violently.
"Who's taking care of it!" continued again.
The girl walked towards the sofa. Throwing his phone on the table slowly. Then he dropped his body roughly onto the sofa.
"Who will miss?" Hani laughs crisply at Ayan's last sentence.
"That's the baperan!" said it. Then blame the tv for watching his favorite show, the ball.
1 Hour after watching the ball. Hani's eyes began to narrow with sleepiness now starting to attack him. Glanced at the wall clock beside him lazily.
Hani yawned, then both of her eyes started to fall asleep. Until finally the girl closed her eyes while hugging a small pillow on the sofa.