New School Terror
Not a Surprise

The four-man group task of Irlan, Zafran, Dewi, and Mira took more than two hours to complete the presentation.

Irland is working harder than the others. He understands the concepts needed to achieve the best value.

Mira's eyelids are heavy even though it is still seven in the afternoon before night. He often drowsiness for no apparent reason. It may be the effects of stress, thinking of something with no known cause.

The goddess helped them. Yes, help witness how Irlan is working on a task so serious that almost from Surya.

Zafran also edits the appearance and format of the presentation. Sometimes he read the contents that they will bring Thursday later to memorize outside the head.

"Still long? Hoamms."

"Slept aja."

Irlan allowed Mira a break. He had already made a skeleton before it was typed into a power point.

Mira leaned her head against Irlan's shoulder near her side.

Irlan held her breath for almost five seconds then stared at Zafran, who was not happy.

"Sleeping on the sofa means," added Irlan pushed the girl's head slowly away from her body.

Instead of being sensitive, Mira put her head again on Irlan's shoulders.

"Can while looking from here," Mira replied in his favor.

It is true that Mira can all see their work in front of the laptop while on the back.

Irlan cleared his throat hinting Zafran not to misunderstand. Mira is still not sane. Hopefully Zafran understands.

The goddess watching the scene before him quite left a deep impression.

"Gue noticed there is a love of parallelogram here," he said as he closed his chest while raising one eyebrow scanning them in turn.

"Not a rectangle?" suhut Irlan's.

"Circle of times, Dew. It is so unclear it is infinite. Muter to cake gasing," Zafran timpal.

The men who were being shunned gushed out laughter.

Mira upholds the body trying to examine the meaning of the Goddess.

"I mean I'm the same Mirza, Zafran, the same kind of crazy Irlan?" the girl asked, silencing their mouths.

"Java." Zafran moved his mouth without a sound to the Goddess.

The goddess spoke without a second thought.

Feel that, Zafran's mind is also depressed.

"We're not. The Goddess meant Jefri, the Clouds, Juan." Irlan gave me an alibi.

The goddess pulled the corner of her lips smiling forcefully. "That's what I mean."

Zafran is pretending to vomit. Women can act full of reasons, but men are able to know he is honest or lying.

They refocus with work to finish quickly and go home before late at night.

Nearly an hour of work was completed. They stretch the muscles of the waist, neck, hands, and feet before they break.

"Mirza has no intention of going to Jakarta again, Mir?"

In Irlan's heart was anxious over Zafran's question. She likes to be quiet but asks her real boyfriend.

"It's not your business to go to Jakarta anymore or not. Unless you want to welcome her on the red carpet," sambar Dewi while putting the book in the backpack.

"Not the same as you."

"don't know. Saturday is a holiday." Mira answered to her knowledge.

Irlan let the Goddess and Irlan walk ahead of him.

"Zafran picked up the driver. Goddess picked up Surya. You picked up Jefri?"

Mira forgot not to pick up Jefri. "Oh yes." He walked outside and put on his shoes while contacting the house person who had not slept.

Very curious who the man Dewi saw up close immediately shrieked in shock.

"Lo is here!"

After Mirza's action to protect Mira until she was stabbed, Dewi decided to become a fan.

Zafran only had time to greet them from the car when passing. There's a real boyfriend, he's afraid of being discovered.

"Hello, Jef."

[[Where?" ]

"There's Mirza!"

Mira Rada was surprised the Goddess shouted from the front telling Mirza to come.

They looked at each other but not for long. Mira is still in a call with Jefri.

"Be careful on the road" said Irlan.

Mira smiled nodding her head. He forwards alone while Irlan watches from the porch.

"Mirza in Jakarta. You know what, Jef?"

[ "So he stopped by the house and I told him to pick you up. Go home with him." ]

"Yes." Yeah."

There is something that triggers sadness in the depths of Mira's heart when she meets Mirza.

Whatisthis?

Unlike other couples who approach each other happily full of blooming flowers.

The girl felt depressed every eye fight with Mirza. His feet were even heavy coming at him.

Forced smile is a way that can cover the real feelings.

He was in front of Mirza. Goddess said goodbye with Surya.

"We go back first, Duo Mir."

"Yes."

"Remain with the child" Mirza said.

After they drove away Mirza waited for Mira to get on her bike but she stared blankly.

"Lo want to stand here?"

Mira regained control of herself. "Eh yes."

Mirza apparently prepared a jacket so that Mira did not get cold in the night wind.

"Thank you."

"Lo wasn't bullied in the Irlan house? I don't see the energy so good."

"Even once met the ghost of water in the pond, but it was not seem. Is the energy still there?"

While Mira was wearing a jacket and helmet Mirza muttered. "Why did you just forget that?" He was waiting for Mira to wear a helmet to not listen.

"From Bogor I haven't eaten."

"Most like stopping by the street."

Mira just said that?

Mirza didn't misinterpret Mira taking her for a walk, did she?

Argha!