Owned By The Devil
[OBTD] CHAPTER 4: Another Cogan 2

Jasmine's eyes glared behind the clear glass of the black bogo helmet that she had not yet escaped from earlier. How come cello speech sounds like a guy who's in fashion? This is the new mode of fakboi bastard nyepik chick what how, anyway?

"No! I am boncengin elo. Spots up!" jasmine said which made Cello put on a three-finger smile.

Of course Jasmine was breeding because she did not want to waste any time.

Cello immediately put on his helmet and occupied the rather narrow seat. It still feels comfortable, though. And he hoped this unfamiliar foreign girl would be strong riding a motor that supported her body in the back seat.

And Cello thinks he'll be ushered at least to the parking lot.

But truth?

The foreign girl casually dropped her off at a fork near the school nearly 40 meters from the gate of Duaja Wijaya High School. Of course Jasmine did that to minimize the things that could attract the attention of students at Duaja Wijaya High School.

In fact, Cello had not had time to say thank you, but Jasmine immediately stuck the gas no matter as if the Cello was a pest to be avoided.

Cello can only sculpt with a silly face so speechless.

Poor Cello. I don't want him to have to walk. But only a few meters away did Cello walk, someone called out to him loudly. He looked back and found Fabian riding his motorcycle towards where he was standing.

"Hey, Cell. Why do you walk around wearing a helmet like a bego?" Fabian stopped the bike right next to Cello.

Cello riveted. What did Fabian say just now? He touched his head.

Ah, it turns out that Cello hasn't taken off his helmet yet. So since he was on foot, he hasn't removed that motorcycle helmet from his head?

It is only fitting that people glance at him with an amused look from earlier.

What a pesky fate of this co-favourite cogan.

Cello took off the helmet from his head and looked at Fabian in annoyance. "Whisper lo!"

"Lagian lo there-there is. Where is the motor? How come the abis are gini-legal, dah?" Fabian.

"My motor is on strike! Good thing there was a girl passing by."

Fabian dyed around. "Well, go on, where's the girl now?"

Cello. "Udah left. You don't see me getting down on the side of the road like a bego gini."

Fabian gawking. A second later, he nodded hard. "Anger, I didn't think. Could it be, yeah, it's a girl?"

"Just a weird girl. Don't think about it."

"Freaky girl? You know that girl?" Fabian asked.

Cello shakes indifferently. "The son of Duaja Wijaya, but I did not see his face clearly. He's wearing a mask. It's like class."

Fabian. "Oh, class."

"Vespa red color, helmet bogo color item."

"The boy Duaja Wijaya has a lot of red vespa, Cell," Fabian said with a headband.

Cello shook his head.

"Different. I know the vespa that the girl is wearing is modified. Vespa he is different from the others and I am sure the price is also not kidding. I've also memorized the shape of the vespa girl like how."

"Keep meeting, what do you want with him?"

Cello reviewed a small grin. "Anyways, that girl I marked. Look at it when you get home from school."

"Udah. Fortunately, Bu Grahita was able to understand. So, I'm not gonna get any detention. Aman."

"Lo crazy. Fortunately, there are people who want to be your replacement yesterday. If there isn't, I don't know anymore, deh, the fate of our class will be like how."

"Whose person?"

"Female people. I'll take a look later. He's an eleventh-grade kid. Beautiful son," said Fabian while amazed.

New kid? Cello is a little amazed by the substitute girl herself.

Cello. "Well, I have to thank him."

Fabian thumped lips. "Bakal don't know himself very well if you don't say thank you to the girl."

"Damn you emang!" Cello glares cynically. A second later he glanced at the watch in his hand. Then slow down. He immediately boarded without permission on Fabian's bike. "Gass hunt! One minute the gate's closed!"

"The ant! I don't want to know, if we get punished, you have to take responsibility! Point!" said Fabian while grumbling.

"Dissipated! Buruan, don't talk much!"

Cello held back from slapping Fabian's mouth. Why are they even chatting casually on the side of the road when soon the school gate is closed?

Fucking cokeber! [Re : Cogan beloved together😚]

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Jasmine walked out of the parking building. He walked towards the bathroom next to the parking building to replace his black jeans with a uniform skirt.

Apparently he didn't realize two people had been watching him since he parked his motorbike in the parking lot.

"So he really left Cello alone on the side of the road, Nga?"

"Yes, Zar. I did not intentionally see. I'm sure that's Cello, because he used a red helmet as a gift from that time. There's the initials of the cello name on the back of your helmet."

"Basic fucking chick. Never, yeah, I saw a new kid before him!" Iszara spoke with a sniffle. The manicure glittered sharply and was full of anger.

Inga. "From the beginning he came in here, right, it's a really big caper for his son."

"I don't like him moving to this school for anything" Iszara said.

"Please calm down, Ra. He won't be at home at this school because I'm sure he'll be the target of other children's disorder." Inga carved a faint grin on his lips.

"Look at it later, if he dares to stick with Sister Cello again, I won't stay silent!"

Iszara restored her long hair in frustration. He cursed at Jasmine in heart. It could be that the new child stole the attention of one school easily.

Especially in his heart which incidentally as one of the most popular guys in school. The former head of OSIS, the guy he's already labelled as his own. Heart poem.

One school also already knows how the relationship between Cello and Iszara.

Iszara could not take it anymore. He walked over to Jasmine who had just exited the bathroom. But before that, Inga restrained her arm when she heard the bell ring.

"The problem is he takes care of it later. The bell. Go to class!" Inga tries to persuade. He pulled Iszara's right arm.

Iszara clucked violently. Inevitably he obeyed the steps of Inga who dragged him to class.

'Basic attention seekers! Look out, next time I won't escape!' Iszara is full of pent-up emotions.