My love is Talented by the Pasar Soleh Thugs
masterpiece by the maestro
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" Nara....!!!"
" oh, my God...." Vina pushed Kenzi aside and Kenzi almost fell down...
I chuckled looking at her and nodded at Vina giving her the code.
" ohhh Vin.bay take me to UKS bentar ga.... Ken...sorry yes I can not nemenin loe around the school so Mita aja Rika aja yes..."
Vina hastily called me "yuu Ra..."
" but Ra...gue help you...." Kenzi was about to step up but Rika and Mita swiftly got in the way.
" let's Ra..." Vina pushed me away immediately, after Kenzi's face was not seen anymore I leaned my body against the lab door. Because we happened to stop in front of the lab door. I was a little breathless regulating my breathing, and I was, we looked at each other and laughed together .
the flashback
" Ra.. can be diem ga loe..has rich irikaan my mother pacing ga clearly so.." clearly Rika eyeballs follow my movement .
" you have a problem, Ra..tales.who knows we can help.." said Mita.
" girls can help me not ,,??" I said expectantly, they nodded.
I asked my three friends to help me stay away from Kenzi, I remember today Kenzi decided to move and one school with me, he asked me to take him around ,,,, he said ,,,,I also remember that Kenzi liked me some of my tutoring friends once told me, I actually wanted to keep my distance but was afraid to make him suspect that I was away from him , my feelings for him are just a tutoring friend but I didn't expect Kenzi to feel any more than that, my feelings were only for Rama, the little boy who is now my girlfriend , this time Kenzi's treatment of me makes me a little uncomfortable especially Rama had seen him scramble my hair, I who did not have time to avoid was jolted and away, but too late .....I'm not afraid that my friendship with Kenzi is ruined or that I'm a girl who's easily fascinated by men. But I'm more afraid of losing Rama, 'bingung instead of yuppp.!!! , ' but I'm more afraid of losing Rama..!!! , not behind moh mimin.....
a month ago I found out that Kenzi has bipolar disorder.....when the disease relapsed he could recklessly do extreme things even I saw himself he had almost hurt one of my friends using a knife and told thugs to tackle him on the streets just because of my friend it touched and took his favorite things.that I was afraid if until I made the wrong decision, for now I just want to retreat slowly without making him suspicious and feel angry, for the time being,and most importantly my Rama is fine.
flashback off's.....
" it's hard for Ra to be a girl with a lot of fans." said Vina.
" hahhahha can aja loe Vin,, my tape if must be rich gini continue Vin.ruin already my freedom after today...."
" why don't you report Rama anyway." asked Vina , now we're sitting on a long bench in front of the lab.
" fear me. I said he said "I don't want to bother Rama keep Vin..it's enough the same problem Willy makes him battered this comes again one..." I answered while playing my finger .
" but Rama's a boy loe now...."
"astogee.....when is that handsome guy ???" ask Vina not to believe .
I nodded "unfortunately, it's true." I replied .
" diihhh cringe also I.sukain same rich guy that.but if I think mening loe story deh same Rama..this problem let's not misunderstand , Ra.." said Vina.
" the plan is that, but I'm confused where to start???" I looked straight ahead at my confusion.
" from cicaheum.to Chileunyi.pake ask again yes rich loe story to me lahhh.." snorted Vina, I chuckle...
" yes, back to Yuu's class.
" yuu...."
" uh but that's Rika and Mita how is it???"
" yes I'm worried." I started to remember my two friends holding Kenzi..
" let's say if they are in what is also the most shouted ...."
" ishhh says where amit amit.." I said quickly.
I'm a little limped, papa, it's a wound that I deliberately made by dropping down, not much if I had to be with Kenzi throughout the rest.
" Nara....!!"
"why are your legs ???" Rama saw my feet being scratched with dried blood .
" ahhh that was me jatoh ..ga see the road.." I said winking at Vina.
"other times heart dong.... Lang buyin plaster.lah sorry.." pinta Rama on Gilang.
" it's okay, Ram...."
Rama took me to sit in front of the class, he took my drinking tumbler bottle and washed the wounds and dried blood that stuck..I can't imagine if Rama had anything to do....
tears escaped from my eyes, I wiped them, but Rama looked up
" heyyy why ??? it hurts, huh ??? do not cry dong.kubersiin his wound is afraid of infection.." he said calms me.
"cuppp" he kissed my wound softly
I raised my eyebrows "let the spit heal.." he said "do not cry again huh....or do I want to take it to the UKS??" bargained for
" don't Ram.ga anything ko.kan already healed already dapet medicine just now.." answered me make her smile sweet.
the brown plaster adorned my knees, the plain plaster was no longer plain, because in the hands of the master of plaster art it depicted a slightly irregular heart with the hashtag "it's a wound.." and another little inscription "Rama has..."
what a beautiful work, priceless not because the price of plaster a thousand can 2 but because it has art in it...
" please ride the princess." said Rama who had stayed in front of the handlebar.
" thank you, coachman...."
" you know the coachman." asked Rama.
" yes, sir, the coachman .. This is a horse .. an iron horse." I replied
Rama smiled "yes yes.baru inget lohh .."
I rode on the motorbike and drove out of the school gate, along with my netra which saw a pair of eyes staring intently at me ,the same eyes when he saw Rama holding my hand in front of the tutoring...