
The second lesson is also over, I am more curious about the state of Panji. I tried to send him a chat, but I don't seem to have read it since. I wonder if Pak Yoga has taken him to the hospital or not.
"Eh yuk canteen!" take Nina to me.
I looked towards him
"Take Goddess with Yusita!" answer me to Nina.
Nina who was originally just sitting while looking back now stood up and walked over to me.
"Lu's mad at me? last night when I told you I was kidding! I didn't tell the kids that you're the same Marco, I swear! if I hadn't spread that hoax, if I were bo'ong. I want to be skinny all of a sudden!" said Nina with a serious face and sparkling eyes.
"Ye, it's all delicious in you!" the Goddess who heard Nina's words.
Yusita even stepped out of her chair and leaned on the back of my chair.
"Yes really, both are just nguntungin lu dong Nin!" timpal Yusita also supports the words of the Goddess earlier.
But Nina still continued to put on the expression of puppy eyes (cool wild like 🤠people) and clasped my hands tightly. I feel uncomfortable for him. I brushed off Nina's hand, because right now I'm worried about Panji. When I met him in the UKS he was really pale.
"Ish, my people aren't mad at you! I know the culprit was Marco. It's about people!" my annoyance.
"Yes, I've been to the cafeteria, I've bought some sweet iced tea!" bargain Nina with me.
Dewi and Yusita just chuckled softly.
"Elah, if you want a treat that expensive little napa? a cake burger, or a rock stall next to a school what is bread but it can shake like an Inul Daratista!" said the Goddess who made the three of us she spoke to frowned at the same time.
"What the hell is Wi? not clear you! where there's bread can drill!" yusita Protest.
I do not expect people whose hobbies are reading textbooks and also playing brain teasers on his phone know about his rocking drill Inul Daratista dangdut singer who is famous for being kind and generous.
Me and Nina just chuckled at Yusita's words.
"Ih, there really is. I saw this afternoon when I passed by my mother, it was a very rame of bread or cake that many toppings, I see fit in lift the same spatula that sells her shake-shake that, where expensive really, I'm not it's the same little boy who just passed in front of me yesterday, what deck is the price? know what he answered? this is my snack one week brother. It is expensive!" obviously the Goddess was at length while practicing the situation as she asked a little child.
Me, Yusita and Nina are getting worse. What the Goddess thought. Of course, the pocket money of SD children will not be as much as Junior High School or High School children. What is sold in their canteen is also different from the money sold in the canteen for SMA.
"I'm laughing anyway!" exclaims Goddess who looks not accepted because we laugh at her innocence.
"Well, your brother is weird, the most elementary school child is candy or grandma hair, there is no one with a two-serving meatball?" ask the Goddess.
"Well, this is my love!" sahut Nina who seemed to feel insinuated.
"Ha ha ha, sorry Nina is not the heart of you!" my elak.
I just forgot about it, because I and Pak Yoga have made up. But this is also good if I make an excuse to separate myself from these three friends and ensure the condition of Panji.
"Well, you wear everything late!" the Goddess later.
"Yes, we can't go to the cafeteria together, not be a treat for sweet iced tea!" said Nina who looks sad, when I know she's actually happy I don't have to treat her.
"Yes, I went to the teacher's room first! you guys go first. If not for long, I'll follow!" I said to Yusita, Dewi and Nina.
The three of them nodded, they then walked out of the classroom.
I then thought that I did not have to go to the teacher's room right, because Pak Yoga said he would take Panji and also he did not have a schedule to teach anymore.
I looked back at my phone, no reply from Panji yet.
"Did I just send a message to Yoga? but isn't it impressed that I'm so worried about Panji? if he misunderstands how?" I still think I should contact Pak Yoga or not.
I chose to walk towards the corridor leading to the UKS, I intended to check if Pak Yoga had brought Panji to the hospital. But on the way to the UKS, my phone shook.
"Young Yoga!" I muttered happily and immediately shifted the green phone icon upwards.
"Hello brother!" I try to behave as habitually as possible.
"Hello baby!" answer Pak Yoga from across the street.
I was embarrassed to hear him call me that. Only on the phone, but it felt like he was near me.
"Honey, I've brought Panji to the Gem Kasih clinic, now he's sleeping. And her condition isn't so severe, but the doctor still wants to make sure of her again!" obviously mr Yoga.
But with a possible explanation for others it was pretty obvious to me that it sounded really confusing.
"What do you mean, brother? he's not that bad? but why would the doctor want to check again?" I asked him a question that I needed the answer to.
"So gini, he's a little traumatized. He needed rest, so he was given painkillers first. But to confirm his condition, the doctor wanted to check when he regained consciousness later!" obviously Yoga again.
"Honey, I asked him to tell this news to his parents but he hasn't had time to tell his parents he's asleep. Just look! I'll pick you up when you get home from school, you bring Panji bag from his class, we'll get Panji bag while telling his parents, how?" ask me Yoga.
"To the Panji house? we two?" ask me a little doubt.
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