Loving You's
Jayden is trying to change

...“If you are afraid of the same thing that smells mystical, do not be brave. It was like Niken, hallucinating. May.”...

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“Hey, Son!” Niken stopped when a teacher called. He looked around the deserted corridor, there were only a few disciples passing by.

“I, Ma?” niken asked, pointing at himself because he saw that only he had stopped.

“Iya, you. Please come here for a moment.”

Niken walked over to the teacher. “There can I help you with, Bu?” tanyanya friendly.

“You please come with Mom to the teacher's room for a bit,” the door. Niken followed obediently.

“You from what class?” ask him on the road.

“I'm from tenth grade MIPA 1, Bu.”

“Oh, still tenth grade turns out. Pantesan is not too familiar, because I only taught in the twelfth grade. Later your twelfth grade Indonesian teacher is me, Ms. Ira Mayana. Just call Ms. Ira.”

“Oh...gitu yes, Mom,” said Niken awkwardly, do not know what kind of response.

“Nah, Niken! You please bring this file to the language lab next to the secretary room. If the door is to the key, you will stop first to the administrative room that integrates with the secretary room to ask for the key or ask for help to open the lab. Do you know where the building is?”

“Tau, Mum.” Niken received a pile of unused files given by Bu Ira.

“Can?” Ira asked when she saw Niken in a bit of trouble.

“Could be, Bu.”

“Totally? If it is too heavy you can ask for help with your help to bring some,” advice Bu Ira.

“Not done, Mom. I can bring everything myself kok,” said Niken refused.

“Yaudah, if so thank you yes already help Mom.”

“Sama-sama, Mom. That's why I said it, Miss.” Niken bowed politely and walked out of the teacher's room towards the language lab.

Niken hummed softly along the way. He saw a corridor that was not too crowded because now the lesson hours are still going on.

Then why is Niken out? That's because their class is empty. Teachers of Cultural Arts who are supposed to teach can not stand because of training. Actually they have been entrusted to do the task, but Niken is done. So instead of the class boss, Niken intends to go to the library while you walk around for a while. He had already invited Sabyla, but was rejected because He was not finished. That's why Niken went alone.

“This is right to enter through here?” murmured Niken when he reached the entrance.

So, the department room, the administration, and the language lab are in the same building. There are only 2 entrances, namely the front and back doors. Now Niken is at the back entrance because it is closer. If from the front door he had to turn again, it would be tired.

“Pepsek space...lab language...keep on which grammar room? Oh, in front again!” niken murmured as he passed each room bearing the name of each room at the entrance.

“The door is locked,” sigh Niken while trying to open the language lab. Inevitably he had to step again towards the business room.

Niken looked around empty. He held his neck that felt cramped. Eve in the room was suddenly a little different.

Niken swallowed his saliva. “Udah, Ken. Don't remember Siti's story yesterday. All you feel right now is just a hallucination you are just paranoid,” muttered Niken calm down.

Niken also stepped foot into the administration room to ask for the key. He looked at that huge building. Do you know the characteristics of Dutch buildings? Yes, the roof is very high when there is only one floor. Even if we add a new floor between the roof and the ground floor, then it will be enough so that it forms a 2-story building.

“Aduh, this is the hallway really long anyway? Emang should yes, make the room far away like gini?” lamented Niken. He paused for a moment to justify the location of the files that began to unbalance.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Assalamualaikum,” greetings Niken while knocking on the door. He looked inside and saw that there was only one TU guard mother in the chair.

“Waalaikumussalam. Login, Nak!” Niken entered slowly.

“What do you need, Son?” he asked when Niken was standing at the table.

“Anu, Mom... Bu Ira asked for the language lab key to drop this file.” Niken pointed at the file he held with his eyes.

“Lab language... bentar.” The mother went to the lock storage cabinet not far from the table.

“This is the key, later if it is finished soon you return it. And this, write your name and class.” The mother handed him a key and a blank piece of paper along with a pen.

“For what write name and class, Bu?” ask Niken wonder.

“Let me know where to look if the key is not returned.” Niken nodded in understanding.

“Already. If you'll excuse me, ma'am.” Niken handed him the paper he had written and left the TU room.

“Ih, kok hakanya kayak gini again anyway,” complains Niken when he felt his hair back bristling. He tightened the grip on the file he was carrying.

Niken kept moving her legs back to the language lab. He saw a wall along the hallway filled with displays of photo frames and certificates.

He stopped right at the door of the language lab. He hesitantly put the key into his hole. Just as he wanted to turn the key, he heard the crasping sounds from within.

Want to know he would undo his intentions and bring his ears closer to the door. He wanted to know what the sound was. Isn't the lab in the lock? It is impossible if it is human. Is it a rat or something? I don't know. For sure he was trying to sharpen his sense of hearing.

“Niken..

“AAAAA!!!” niken's reflexes screamed when a voice suddenly whispered in his ear. Niken was so shocked that he fell down and caused the file he was holding to fall scattered. He slumped his head, afraid.

“Ken, Niken!!!” call someone Niken who's almost crying. Slowly Niken looked up, looking at the person who called out to him.

“Ih, Brother Mahen nyebelin!” niken exclaimed when he found out who was the mastermind of the uproar just now.

“What is a fuss?” ask the secretary who came out of his room when he heard a scream.

“Mahen, what's up?”

“Oh, anu, Mom. The Niken was just shocked by the cockroach. Yes, cockroaches!” sahut Mahendra smiled awkwardly.

“Yaudah, if that's not a fuss. Disturb others.”

Mahendra nodded and Bu Kepsek went back into his room. He saw Niken quoting a file strewn with a pouting face.

“No need, no need!” Niken brushed aside Mahendra's hand who wanted to help quote the file.

“Not to be angry, Ken... Brother was just kidding. Abisnya you seem to focus very much, so the intention of Brother's prank relapses.” Mahendra pleaded. He crouched down and came back to help Niken.

“Serah!” sulk Niken and let Mahendra help him.

“Iya deh, Brother apologize. No need to frown again, face. Moreover, his lips until forward a few inches, similar to duck.” Mahendra laughed softly.

“Ih, how much more bummer anyway!”

“Akh! Pain, Ken!” mahendra exclaimed when he received a blow from Niken using a pile of files he held. It doesn't hurt, but it feels good too.

“Iya, yes. My brother will not joke anymore. Uda, sorry Brother ya.”

“This is the file!” Instead of answering, Niken instead asked for the file that Mahendra collected.

“Udah, let Brother bring some. You have noticed the distress of his car.”

Niken just threw a dumb face. He opened the locked language lab door and went straight into it, followed by Mahendra. His fear had been replaced with a sense of annoyance to the person beside him.

“Still!” said Niken Jutek when they finished putting all the files.

“Iya, equally. Still got something to help?”

“Ngak, thanks.”

Mahendra could only swallow his saliva. Niken looks really mad at him. It seems that his joke had crossed the line.

“Kakak why still follow?” niken asked regretfully because Mahendra was still following him to the TU room.

“Why? Can't you?”

“Ngak!” exciting Niken.

“Alright.. prohibition is an order,” says Mahendra cuek. Niken's lips quivered, holding in anger. Finally he chose to continue walking regardless of Mahendra. He believes if it continues to be served, then he will be burned emotions.

“Niken to class. Why is Big Brother still following?” Now they are out and are going back to class.

“Kakak also want to go back to class, Ken,” said Mahendra kalem.

“It's twelve grade in this direction? Not different directions huh?” said cynical Niken.

Mahendra who realizes his stupidity can only be whiny. “Oh, yes yes... forgot.”

Niken just rolled his eyes lazily. Just about to step up, Mahendra saw Niken standing glued.

“What's up, Ken?” mahendra asked to see the direction Niken looked. Then they both looked.

“Kak... Not only is it fitting we return from TU, we just saw Bu Kepsek out of the room and want to walk in the direction of TU?” Mahendra nodded slowly. The feathers of the two of them began to bristle.

“If what we see in front is Bu Kepsek, who was inside?” ask Niken to get slower. The two of them were finally only able to look at each other.