My Killer Lecturer's
Introvert Man

The next day, I went to school early in the morning. The plan was, I would offer the clothes to friends before the bell went off.

Arriving at school, I immediately put the bag under the table. Not to forget, I keep the merchandise that has been ordered by my three friends. Then I brought the paper bag containing the merchandise to the IPS class.

"Come dong, Dan. You buy a napa!" whinekku to Dadan.

"Currently, you are the sales agent" said Sinta.

"Bodo, like me!" myrt.

Sinta just left while sneering at me. But I kept trying to calm down. I'm not the kind of person who gets emotional. What matters is that I try to be lawful, whatever I do, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else. I was in need of money, and trading at my age.

Dadan flipped through the things I brought. The choice falls on a navy blue shirt.

"How much?" ask Dadan.

"cheap, really. It's only 25 grand," I said.

"But now I don't bring any money, Chi. What about tomorrow?" ask Dadan.

"Okay, no problem" I replied.

"Yes, take it!" said Dadan while thrusting the shirt.

"Well, how are you turning around again? Don't buy it?" my question, wonder.

"The money is tomorrow, yes, the goods are also tomorrow," said Dadan.

"Aish, you take it! It's heavy that I have to carry it again" I said.

"Lo believe my ma?" Dadan asked.

"Yes already .. if you don't pay, I just want to hold Mr. Ana aja accountable, hahaha." I said as I passed away from Dadan's class.

"Ish, fuck you!"

I can still listen to Dadan's swearing before I actually get out of the IPS class.

I saw a watch that was coiled around my wrist. Time shows at 06:55. In 5 minutes, the bell rang. I immediately set my foot toward the classroom.

As I was passing by in IPA 1 class, suddenly someone called out.

"Res!"

"Yup!" I looked at it for a moment. I saw Aji walking over.

"What's that?" ask Aji. His eyeballs pointed at the paper bag I was carrying.

"Oh this is my merchandise, Ji," I replied, honestly.

Aji scrunched his forehead. "You're selling?" Aji asked back.

I'm nodding.

"Why?"

"Res needs money to follow the observations to Parentas" I said without shame.

Aji smiled, he then glanced at her watch. "Yes, I'll take a break to my class, yeah. I want to see your merchandise. Who knows if there is a suitable one" said Aji.

I smiled happily at Aji's words. "Okay," I replied.

After a short conversation, I again swung a step towards the classroom.

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The bell went off seconds after I landed my butt on the bench.

"Where are you from, lo?" Irma whispered in my ear.

"Damn," I replied in a whisper.

"Ish, I was looking for you to the cafeteria earlier. But it turns out, you don't exist" lamented irma.

I can only smile at my friend's grievances.

A few minutes later, Mr. Dio, Chemistry teacher came. After greeting and praying, he then explained the material for today. Two hours of lessons we went through with various formulas that he taught.

After the change of subject bell rang, Mr. Dudung, the Mathematics teacher then entered the class. All the children put on a happy face because Mr. Dudung is one of the teachers we are looking forward to coming. He is a kind teacher. Always explain the material in detail. When we look bored, he will also do a mathematical game that can make our logic back honed.

Without notice, 2 hours of subjects we have gone through as well. The break bell rings. All the students were back cheering hearing the call filling their bellies.

"Cantin, yuk!" bring Irma.

"Sori Ma, I mo around first snapped," I refused.

"Oh, yeah. I'm going first!" pamit Irma's.

I'm nodding. After they disappeared behind the door, I went to Aji's class. Arriving there, I saw IPA class 1, empty. I finally set foot on MaKo Scout.

I started offering merchandise to the Scouts who were gathering. Incidentally there are also some junior children who participated in the trip. One by one, the junior boys opened my wares. And thank God, some of them are interested in my merchandise.

I started counting the merchandise I brought from Iva. Once calculated, thankfully the collected profit is sufficient for observation costs, even more. A big smile is of course riveted from my lips which someone else said was petite, heee.

I opened the paper bag. There are still three shirts left. I remember Aji. I finally said goodbye to the Boy Scouts. Arriving at the door of class IPA 1, I saw Aji was busy struggling with his book. I approached him.

"Hi, Ji!" my broom.

Aji looked up. Innocent's face smiled back at me. "Where, awaited from earlier, too," he said.

"Sori Ji, Res stopped by MaKo first. Nawarin clothes for the Scouts, "I replied.

" Where? Laku?" ask Aji again.

I smile. "Laku dong," I replied while showing my sales.

"Alhamdulillah." Aji thanked me for my success in selling Iva's merchandise.

"Aren't you going to buy it, Ji?" my many.

"Loh, he said it has been done" replied Aji.

"Yes, but there are three more left" I said.

"Yes, try to get it out!" Aji's orders.

I nodded with a smile. Then take out the three t-shirts and put them in front of Aji.

Aji began to observe the clothes one by one. He then opened one of the white shirts. "I chose this one instead" he said, showing me the shirt.

"White?" I asked while frowning.

"Hem-uh, what's the matter?" ask Aji.

"Aren't you afraid of getting dirty, Ji?" I asked back.

"Oh, Res .. I'm not a kid anymore, yeah! Anyway, white is my favorite color," Aji said as she ruffled my veil.

'Ish, Aji .. tangled up!" I scowled at Aji. Yes, one of the attitudes I don't like about Aji is that she always treats me like a child.

"Huhaha, um,...." Aji just laughed at my behavior. I also pursed my lips. "Of course, don't be a lunatic anymore. Ugly, ah!" said Aji.

I haven't been able to answer, suddenly someone's question stopped our conversation.

"Ji, where did you put the speech script for tomorrow's sermon?"

I'm looking.

The deg!

My heart stopped beating when I found that cold guy. The look in her eyes that were as sharp as an eagle seemed to pierce as she saw me sitting side by side with Aji.

"I put it in the drawer of the sermon table, Fat," replied Aji.

Without answering a word, the cold man simply left.

"Ish, it's not polite!" my murmurs can still be heard by Aji.

Aji smiled. "Oh, forget it! Fatwa is like that person," said Aji while refocusing his choice of clothes.

"Fatwa?" I repeat Aji's words.

"Yes, Fatwa Immamuddin. He's one of Irema's children" Aji replied.

"Oh, is he our underclassman?" my many.

"Hahaha, it is not .. we are in the age," replied Aji.

"really?"

"Well, don't you know?"

I shook my head.

"Yes, naturally, he does include introverted men. So many people do not know him" said Aji.

I'm just a mangosteen responding to Aji's statement.

'Yes Ji, just go to class, go back!" pamittu.

Aji could only nod.

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