Melani And Her Boy's
Pawpaw
The crowd of the canteen made Melani crowded. The scent of rolled eggs flew in the air. Making his stomach thrashing want to devour all the food in the canteen. However, the ill-fated money supply that Melani is not as much as SMK students in general.
The girl walked home to class carrying a plastic cilok and a bottle of mineral water. He was so happy when he got out of the canteen. Now he can go as far as possible. Without a crowd blocking the steps of the girl.
His steps came to a halt when he almost hit someone's body. Melani was shocked, holding her seplastik cilok tightly. Afraid of falling out of his grasp.
"Sorry a." Melani said, then looked up at the young man she hit. His forehead wrinkled when he saw a familiar face in his eyes.
The young man widened his eyes, "Melani?" The young man screamed after seeing the girl's face. Melani just smiled hearing her name on the call.
"Lo school here too?" Raffa asked, the young man was very excited when he found out Melani was attending the same school as him.
The girl nodded. "Lo school here what department?" Raffa exclaimed, the young man always looked at the girl with an enthusiastic face.
"MPLB, if you?" Melani asked back, the girl did not expect any of her acquaintances to attend the same school with her.
The young man looked towards Melani's alma mater. His eyes realized the color of the alma mater that the girl was using. Dark purple. It is common that in each department has a different alma mater color.
Indeed SMK Cipta Bramata is the one who makes such rules in his school. So that the staff and teachers there are not confused to know the identity of students.
Including MPLB majors, majors that are interested by many women and always get the most prospective students in each new school year. It also has an alma mater with its distinctive color.
Both of his eyes looked back at the girl's face. "TKRO Mel" said Raffa. He was very interested in everything that smelled of dirt. Until Raffa also entered the TKRO department. As one form of seriousness in the world of motors.
A veined arm was attached to the young man's shoulder. Until the young man reflexively shouted a harsh word. Melani could only silently smile to find the young man's behavior.
"Fuck, just hang on" Raffa said after turning his head. Found one of his friends chuckling ignorantly. The young man twirled both eyeballs, scruffy.
His friend whispered something into his ear. "Okay then, let's go there." said Raffa, answering the whisper of his friend.
Both the young man's eyes were staring at the girl who was still talking about it. "Gue first Mel, bye." concluded Raffa with a faint smile towards him.
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Melani put her foot into the room. He immediately threw himself on the bed and breathed his breath violently. Today went on as usual, exhausting and boring.
He turned his body, trying to lie on the bed. His eyes glanced behind the door, a hoodie jacket hanging.
His heart rumbled and his mind went back to chaos every time he saw that hoodie jacket. He found a vibration in his heart, to meet the owner of the jacket.
Even today, his mind was still fulfilled by the young man. Where did the young man go? Melani's heart was sad to accept this. It can't be treated like this much longer.
He had to find that annoying young man.
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