Hesitates

Hesitates
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Since the events of yesterday Asta's life changed nine degrees, he felt he was no longer calm in his life anymore.and in his work every he wanted to paint there must be a girl who photographed him silent silent.


The locker is full of useless things he thinks it's garbage, but if Asta's chocolate never throws it away enough to make a wedge of stomach.


And now the latest place Asta used to paint quietly is in the warehouse even though it is spooky and rarely passed by students at least he can calm down.


Start painting with a brush, next week he will follow the race.


Power does not seem to side with Asta since his phone did not stop ringing.


the Grace is on his cell phone.


"What" Asta answered to the point


📞'Lo where the hell'


"Why"


📞'Lo where the answer is why'


"Yes, why do I want to"


📞'Cepet to class I miss'


"Apaansih lo Rahmat, disgust gu"


📞'Don't call me by the name of the curse, There's nothing like lo Sta'


"Say I'm busy"


📞'This Sta I'm Karin'


not Dion's voice over there, but Karin's.


"What, kalo you want to take my promise sorry I can't paint you"


📞'Not, later in the afternoon I want to take you to the exhibition you want not'


"Let's talk again"


And Asta decided it unilaterally.


To be honest it was his chance to see the painting and be the inspiration for the race.


🖌🖌🖌🖌


Asta was forced to follow Dion to the canteen.kalo not because of his laper stomach he also did not have time to eat breakfast at home.


Ever since he entered the canteen all eyes were on him, Asta was completely uneasy.


"Where's yon cepet?my food."Dion, who was in charge of ordering food, didn't come.


"Okay, Sta's not very impatient anyway,"Dion brought two bowls of meatballs in his hand.


"Where's the drink?"


"Lo thought I had four hands, take it myself" said Dion, upset, he was ready to eat his food.


Asta looked at the beverage merchant, many were waiting in line all the girls he could not go there. Asta can't eat without drinking his throat.


Asta glanced at Dion the boy was enjoying himself, now he was not free and all this because of the Grace.


"Yon, hurry up my pesenin drink."all Asta he also started eating his meatball pentol.


"Lo my assistant is yon,"Asta must take advantage of Dion, because Dion also lives his life is not free.


"Yes, it's not because of Sinta I ogah ma'am."Dion got up from her seat with her irritated face because her eating was interrupted.


"Ukhnh.."It didn't take long for Asta to finally snag too.


All visitors to the cafeteria are 80% women, who had noticed Asta from a distance one by one approaching to offer a drink to Asta.


"Asta's drinking got me still a lot of koK" said one of them


"I have a new one"


"Asta's got me"..


"This one,"_and so on.


Asta holds his head he dizzy to hear the babbling in front of him, the new age this time he was idolized by the number of students usually who like Asta only two or three people, just two or three people,and it succeeded in making Asta uncomfortable, he seemed to be colonized, his life was no longer free.


"RAHMAT.." shouted Asta and ran out the cafeteria followed by his fans.


🖌🖌🖌🖌


The class was over Karin quickly entered her stationery she had to meet Asta in her class.


Waiting outside the Asta class for a long time, Asta if out of the class is always the last so as not to jostle, like the market.


Karin waited long enough for Asta to finally come out as well.


"Ro Rin?"ask Dion


"Gue is waiting for Asta" he said as he glanced at Asta


"Lo make it to the exhibition with me" continued Karin


"Dion was also invited" Asta said


"Gue can't, males I'm busy"Sahut Dion, actually he's lazy. according to Dion saw the exhibition kayak ngebosenin, better he's at home playing games.


"Gue also did not ngajak lo, Sta lo want to nemenin me." said Karin cynically, but when his eyes glanced at Asta he immediately smiled, and his face began to pity Asta and want to accept him.


"OK" Asta replied finally.lagian no problem because Karin would have been considered as his friend, he was a friend.


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