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sharp pebbles

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I want to explain that Kenzi and I have nothing to do but friends, meet only when taking private lessons for only 4 days that was only about 3 hours,we've only known the last 3 months, but it doesn't feel like the time to explain considering Rama's jealous mode hasn't gone away, parents say you'll never win against anger ,so let's hurry it..hahahaha I don't know which parent said that...

me and Rama finally finished our meal in silence, after Rama finished paying at the cashier.

" kang bro.ane pull first ..already almost maghrib also want anter doi continued "ngawulang "children in the mosque.." said Rama while grabbing a helping hand Rasya kakang. (ngawulang\=teach)

"ohs... Alhamdulillah..may remain istiqomah and tawakal yes, Ram. insyaallah..blessings.." kang sya speech sounds so charming in my ear, funny also call kakang ,,sumpehhh for apeh already handsome, hardworking,shby aduhhh ko i who baper sigh lucky who became his wife.mupeng ga I....

" Ra.." a pat on my shoulder rattled me from my naughty daydream.

" ahh yes, behind Rasya thanks a lot ..the place is cozy, tomorrow if nongki here deh place recommended.." said I smiled as sweetly as possible even though I know it will not captivate a Rasya , '" he said ,I was curious that his wife must be beautiful and SHOLEHA . ga rich I pray aja bolong...

he laughed crisply, 'yes Allah shakes my soul look at his smile...

"yes???" I gawked to make Rama and Kakang Rasya laugh again, papa deh I look like a rich man bege important can see the laughter again.pardon me yes tea ...." (rasha's wife)

" b'la g'mil kang bro." answered Rama.

"what are you talking about...??" I'm confused to dare to ask, said the shy person asked astray in the street rather than me nodding no obviously rich doll Susan.

" sister Rasya said thank you very much in Moroccan language ..he used to live in Morocco for a few years." Rama explained.

wow... fix this guy kerennnn maximum, cool innate orok, cool ga abis seven derivative.

I'm just a beard

"when do you go to Cirebon, Ram if you need to wait...."

" how long is this brother ???"

" at least a week, oh, by the way, which other people usually bring their jihadist troops...??"

"they're home, now you're with the doi." she answered, her eyes pointing at me.

" heart ..anta , cross the line can be between splashed Ram.." said the handsome who was in front of me to Rama with narrowed eyes.

Rama chuckled and scratched his nape did not itch "a little kang, sun forehead only..."

" sun you can make sins.not yet halal . If it's impatiently rushed...."

" god willing kang,,, learn first kang..."

it's strange that Rama looks like he's disinclined at this cool handsome guy, I don't understand this they're talking about what the hell is using everything ...

"that's so ane pamit kang.. assalamualaikum..."

" ha'alaikumsalam...."

I bowed and came out of the cafe...

"what are you talking about???" ask me on the bike

I swung my lips but Rama chuckled as if his new hobby was making me curious and upset.

" Ra...about we're a match, aren't we???" a slightly sensitive question made me nervous

my face warmed up "no know.just God knows.." I said, and as usual my favorite place is sandarable...

" if we're still going out until we graduate, you don't want me to apply ???"

deg... deg... My face is now warming up, my heart is racing, I was wondering if I had been this big , just simulated I had felt like fainting , cemen lu, Ra...!!

I was silent for a long time "ko diem ..ya it was not necessary to think about..still wondering too right.." he replied smiling but seemed to save curiosity and disappointment .

" i.. I. .. insyaallah Ram..we just live it.. do'a just hope mate.." I answered see Rama's smile expands from the rearview mirror of the motor.

really not my answer....???obviously for now I want to stay like this, still far away my brain think of taboo things like marriage ,because marriage is a once in a lifetime must not be toyed with and must not promise without proof....I still want to enjoy my teenage years.

" Nara...!!!!" squealing a guy while we were in the cafeteria when the student-dominated canteen residents turned their heads ,some staring in awe, some whispering to each other whispered of course not only praise for the good looks of the guy but also the insignia of the discord of netizens adorning, it is common in our beloved country

" that's a new student huh..."

"he said from Space High School"

" wahh for what ??the High School elite loh..anak tajir plus handsome handsome and beautiful all..."

" sueerrr my future son..."

" bang's coming with dangdutan yoo..."

" gilaa laced with milk if her skin is very white..."

"white hustle is not gentle..."

" is that embroidered eyebrow???"

"his mother was pregnant when she first met BTS.."

and there are many others that do not need to be called.

I also turned to coincidentally if Rama cs breaks are rarely in the school cafeteria, they prefer in their basecamp coffee shop in front of the school .

" heyy.... Kenzi.." I said.

" he said he wanted me to go around school" he said.

" Ra, who knows him or her.meni ganteng pisan ihhh.." great-granddaughter Vina and Rika as well as Mita.

" oh yes Ken.know this is Vina, Rika and this is Mita.." I introduce one by one my friend, Kenzi smiled but thin, thin, and this is Mita, then it's as if he doesn't want to linger with the others .

" let's Ra...the hunter come in. ..I don't know all the corners of this school yet.." she asked.

I looked towards my friend trying to get an opinion

" yeah we've joined the minister, Ra.." they said, Kenzi has opened his mouth but he has not said I've cut it as fast as lightning

" yuu hunted ntr keburu bell..."

The final Kenzi will inevitably follow, along the corridor the eyes of the students as if not separated from the figure of Kenzi, while my friend is busy being a tour guide Kenzi until his mouth frothy ,but not with my mind, I think about Rama, about yesterday's events, Kenzi's arrival here can be a sharp pebble for my relationship with Rama ....because Kenzi always wanted to walk next to me.

" grd...."

" aww......"

because I wasn't focused I ended up tripping over a rock and falling down .

" Ra..ga anything???" they asked frantically, especially Kenzi who had sat me down and squatted in front of me, blowing a scar that scratched right at my knee .

" is it still ??" he said, All three of my friends who saw the incident were shocked by Kenzi's treatment .

" it's a little .. It's okay.." I replied.

Kenzi is still blowing niup wounds whose blood is not much, his face is getting closer

" Nara...!!!! "........