Married Mr. A
Not Plagiarist

All the participants gave thanks when the bell was loud in the ear.

The bell signifies the end of the UAS they passed. Only a practical test remains, after which it is just waiting for the announcement of graduation.

This afternoon Haris Haris and Bayu accidentally came out of the male dormitory, his intention was to meet ustadz Hanaf but his steps stopped in front of the pendopo where several activities were carried out.

It turned out that Ratna and Galih along with the others were there, they were busy arranging the crafts.

Brother Zakiah painstakingly gave instructions and how to string the craft.

"Eh, there's Galih. There yuk, Ris!" Bayu immediately stepped towards the top of the pendopo.

Observing carefully, Bayu ternaya was also interested in the activity. However, not with Haris, the man was not interested at all.

"Sister, can I join?" ask Bayu.

Of course, no one forbids, brother Zakiah assures you. Every now and then Bayu steals a glance towards Galih, both of whom smile when their sight meets. Nuri realized Bayu was only a mode, he immediately shifted his seat so that Bayu could not see Galih clearly.

"Racaine." Nuri laughed in her heart.

Nuri looked at Bayu and stuck out her tongue.

Bayu paled his face. "Ah, Nuri's base is outrageous," he grumbled.

Sontak Haris also laughed softly.

"Please get behind the noise!" reprimand brother Zakiah.

Zakiah's activities attracted the attention of several other teachers, including the triple A team. Adam, Azam and the Great..

The three also mingled with the students in arranging the craft.

A golden opportunity for Agung, the Sumi from Nuri immediately approached Nuri who looked very focused.

"Wrong! That's not how it works." Great surprise to Nuri.

"Baa... Father, since when is it here?" tanya Nuri stuttered.

Agung just smiled then took over the craft from Nuri's hands.

"Look this." Agung continued the woven Nuri.

Of course Agung knows better because, he also made it on saal MOS first. His memory is still so sharp that this saar.

"Mother can?" Nuri flowers when she sees the masterpiece is almost finished.

The great just nodded. "Now, go!" Great surrender swing that is soon ready to tangn Nuri. "You should be able to!" continued again.

"Yeah, sir. Kirain wants to be helped until it is ready," decak Nuri.

"If I make it all, it means it is not your original work dong! Just like a plagiarist," said Agung.

"It's not a story or a novel, sir! Yes, the same as plagiarist." Nuri does not accept if he is likened to an epert2 plagiator who likes to steal the work of others and then in a patchwork into his own.

Zakiah smiled sweetly at Agung. Whether Agung is aware or not that the gaze of Kal Zakiah means something different.

"Eh, take a look! Matching that the Great is with the Zakiah?" hit one of his friends.

"Yes, seras. I pray they're headed for security soon." One of them is pumping.

"Don't dong! there will be a broken heart" said Tika. Suddenly the two friends were staring at Tika with the soul of kepo.

"Who, what's a broken heart?"

"Not just you, Tik. They are equally single" Syifa said. Girls who have rarely interacted with nha, arrived to join nimbrung. What's wrong with him, Tika.

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Suppose Nuri did not live in a cottage environment, he would immediately reprimand Agung and brother Zakiah. Likewise he wanted to stuff Syifa's mouth with his flip-flops.

"Patience," he lamented.

Nuri is in the room. He folded the clothes two days ago and washed them. When putting clothes in the suitcase, his eyes were fixed on the black plastic package that was in his suitcase.

"What is this?" Nuri took the bag.

"Good God, I forgot."

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Where is your voice.

Tap, tap, tap, as usual.

Uthor has Ig, but it's rarely open. How do you know you want to follow.

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