Orange Pieces
INCREASINGLY ARRGHH!

"Nis, where's your tie?" whispers Long.

"Yes, I forgot Ndu. How's dong?" eyebrows linked. Because of the chatter of papa cigarette money so he forgot that today there is a lesson PKN, Mr. Surya. It can be said that Mr. Surya is very loyal, firm, and disciplined. Every school raid pioneered by him, in each lesson the students are required to wear full attributes with uniform conditions and neat hair. Fortunately not asked diplastikin rich package book let students on ga scrace.

"Auto sunned Nis, this is mah!" sahut Damar's.

"Ga whatever Nis, I also forgot to wear a uniform that has a name tag!" kikik Damar showed his empty right chest without any identification, just as the two fields of eyes of the girl glanced at the uniform of Damar shirt.

"But! 2 In, you both fix it into a salted fish!" show Miss with a shiny look.

"Ga nothing, itung-itung sunbathing Nis, let anget. Bule just go all the way to Kuta just for sunbathing, healthy!" terang Damar's.

"Not an angel, it's too hot to be*go! Would you say people have wet lungs?!" the sound of 8 octaves longs to scorn full of insults.

"I've been with you too so it's called Kompak!" Miss almost pulled a tie around her neck if Damar didn't hold back.

"Don't! Loe peak maintained, outside hot, you're in class!" Ganis smiled broadly, "cie sweet papa with my mama!"

"That's a great tweet you're gemblong!" ketus longs, even though his heart has been sprinkled with micin powder, because it feels savory nyoy.

Sure enough, the eardrum of Ganis and Damar was like a molotov bomb, hearing the tantrum of Surya sir. A barrage of nationalism and brilliant student material defeated the opening reading of the 1945 Constitution. As a result, 6 people including Ganis and Damar are dried like jengkol crackers in front of the school flagpole so they spend time in the fry.

"Just because the tie is already rich allegedly pele ceh an emblem of the country!" gerutu Damar, the face of the milk sawo is not too obvious, different from Ganis who has been flushed and bathed in sweat.

"Uyy hot!" His eyes narrowed in astonishment staring upwards, as if particles of air were surging. Since then Ganis has wiped his sweat several times to remove sweat. But in vain, the melt of sweat came back down rapidly bringing his army one village.

"Loe if you love Miss, why don't you shoot Mar?" there's always something behind wisdom, isn't there? This he hikmahnya be able to chat without having to bother thinking about lessons, tomorrow if punished again they must be willing to umbrella the beach as well as tiker and young coconut.

"Dead dong him!" selorohnya stale.

"Cih" said Ganis, his lips raised next to him.

"I'm shooting, but Miss still hangs me. My samples must be rich clothesline mother at home," he replied staring at the iron pole in front, is it possible that Damar considers this pole is Missing?

"Lu his less aggressive times, so miss still think about it. Though she also likes you," this girl is sure if Damar there is a little harder effort plus a little capital, take the limousine and keep taking Miss to the expensive restaurant rich CEO in Korean dramas that he often watch, it is impossible Miss still hangs it like a red and white flag in front of them.

Although not sure Ralph Laurent suit can save the aura of Damar nyablak, but it is the advantages of Damar. Because from top to toe, Damar is still a high school student whose stature is still rich in kites, but if you look around Damar is quite okay! Circle friendship here and there the way.

It felt that Ganis was no longer strong enough to withstand the heat that attacked the tip of his head.

"So I passed out and someone would say no, right?" his question to Damar, making this young man glance at Ganis, Ganis could indeed be said to be a spoiled child unfamiliar with any form of punishment, he said, the youngest of these 2 brothers is always pampered by both parents and his brother, even his brother is very overprotective on Ganis, but do you know teenagers the age of Ganis if restrained then one day they will rebel? Just this time he was punished like this, not like Damar who was thick with steel and samsak.

"O Allah has stopped kieu panasna!" whispered in an annoyed tone.

(Oh Allah stings hot)

But suddenly his head felt shady, it turns out an umbrella jacket with a pole people are now paddling him shift another child next to Ganis.

"So you're pinging..." Damar to not continue his speech, when he saw the young man with hair could be said to be long for the size of school students because it touched the eyebrows, and of course this disheveled shadowed Ganis with his jacket. Ganis was much more surprised, he got gaping because of the treatment of the Hero.

The eyes of the two met staring at each other for a long time, drifting in each other's minds and as if they were talking through gazes, deepening each other's hearts.

Is this Vanilla? Citrus? A little masculine and woody?!

Why is it so rich? God help me, my knees are trembling!

While the cold gaze seemed to stare half begging and forcing at Ganis.

Lama Ganis sorted out the right vocabulary so that the Hero would not be offended, "thanks, but no need to bother," but why is that all he can say. Does it look arrogant? Or just don't know yourself? O Ganis!!!!

"You're not going to endure the rich heat of gini, next time don't so-so'an violate the rules of gini school, can you?!" his jolt asked stingingly, his tone opposite to his cold-looking facial expression, further adding to the annoying impression. Ganis scrunched his forehead, strange.

His confusion was broken by the sound of the final bell of lesson time as well as rest.

The hero put away his hand and put on the jacket and left leaving Ganis with Damar.

"Some know nothing! That freak is he's not me!" sulk Ganis, dare? Of course because the hero is not there.

"Ude lah! Don't talk about it, you're behind class, my eyes are glare!" take Damar.

Ganis looked hatefully towards the disappearance of the Hero. After calling it a freak, then so'an ponder it so that it's said hero, that gentle man? Keep getting angry. His parents are wrong, the child is sane so it should go to a mental hospital. Not to mention his attitude all along. Do not think he did not know that from the first time Ganis entered the young man sane always pay attention to him like a psychopath ngincer target, not to mention wherever Ganis went like being watched. Is it by chance that where there is Ganis then Wira is there, is this world very narrow?

Blugh!

"Huff!"

Ganis dropped and leaned his body on his wooden bench, while Damar laid his body right on Ganis' table with his face facing Miss.

"Dong Ndu fan! It's so hot, where my eyes go into class it gets dark again!"

"Loe both smell! Smell angus tau no?!" sewot misses with a frowning face.

Ganis grabbed the tumbler drinking from the side bag and gulped it down.

"Hunt Ndu!" pinta Damar's.

"Didih, you're punished, I got the sap!" omel Longs, but according to and grabbed one of his books fanning this sweet black guy.

"Ekhem, neng Rengganis Kamania?" He looked at the origin of the voice.

"Teh Irma?!" his third eyebrow was compactly raised next to.

"Why tea?" Ganis did the same thing by fanning his face with a notebook.

Irma tea carries a tray with a glass of sweetened iced tea on top.

"Ieu pesenanna bade is set in palih mana, but ngke konsna punteun in ka kantinkeun deui neng," the owner of the school cafeteria in her 29s handed a large glass of sweet iced tea in a black straw to Ganis's hand, though the girl seemed doubtful, look at the dew produced in his glass waving and asking to be taped to the cheek.

(This message will be placed next to where, but later the glass please return to the cafeteria again, neng,)

Ganis' throat, even dry and thrashed to immediately doused the sweet iced tea. He had just been drinking.

"Maneh (You) mesen iced tea sweet Ganis, iraha (when)?" tanya Rindu full of astonishment.

Ganis shakes his shoulders, "Henteu!" (not)

"Ganis, tea? But Ganis teu pesen?!"

(Make Ganis, tea? But Ganis isn't a pesen?!) the pain of his forehead became clearer.

"Ti a Wira," (from a Wira)he smiled, left the Ganis class.

"Huh?!! Seriously, njritt!" Longing to stray and look around at the glass of sweet iced tea in Ganis's hand, like looking at a strange item worth suspecting, while Ganis himself was more confused to make, the more he disliked it, the more he liked it, and getting argghhh!