Payment Rahim
My boyfriend's a crocodile

My boyfriend Crocodile Chapter 1

By Sept

July, 2008

SMA N 5 Tunas Bangsa Hotel, Jakarta.

The atmosphere of class X-A is very noisy. It was still time to rest, it was only 9am but the children dressed in gray white uniforms sounded noisy. Some of the children of the neighbors of the class even came out, all of them kepo, curious to know. They then peeked at what was going on in the X-A class.

"RECEIVE! ACCEPT IT! ACCEPT IT!" the kids in one class are so compact.

They were all cheering when a tall, white-skinned boy, the edge-cut hairstyle was combed very neatly. The 16-year-old boy handed a letter and flowers to a girl sitting in front of him. The girl was obviously shocked, as suddenly approached by a guy then held out a rose plus a pink letter.

'Dead me!' pekik Septa in the heart. He did not expect to be shot by a guy when he was still early in High School. Crazy, Septa who is often called Tata, did not expect before, finally someone expressed love to him. Even though monkey love. Yes, this is the first shot for Tata.

Tata did not even know the name of the man, why suddenly expressed love when they did not know each other.

"Udah, Ta! Accept .... Thank you!" exclaim children who do not understand with the heart of Tata who is upset everything.

Where maybe Tata received a statement of love from a man whom he did not even know, he did not know what his name was. Like buying a cat in a sack, obviously Tata is not willing to accept with origin.

"Make you!" said the narrow-eyed guy to the girl.

'Ouch!' Tata also took the thing that was stretched out to him. Because he has not been welcomed since. Not bad either, all eyes were now on him.

As soon as Tata received the flowers and a pink envelope, Tata's friends cheered in unison.

"YEEE!"

Applause sounded boisterous, as if celebrating a new couple.

'I'm already crazy! Why do I accept?' inner Tata. He was like a sudden daze.

CRING ... CRING ....

The school bell rang loudly 2 times, meaning that the break was over. All the children went back to their own rooms. As for Tata's classmates, they immediately looked for their seats, before the teacher came.

"I'm in class first!" said the guy who just shot Tata.

With a strange face, Tata simply nodded. He really can't think straight at the moment.

"HAVE, what is this?" tata muttered when he saw the guy leave his class.

"CIE ... CIE ... the new one!" ledek friend one bench Tata.

Isn't happy, Tata even dumbfounded. His eyes are now fixed on a piece of paper with the words I LOVE You.

"Truly crazy!" muttered.

"What's crazy?" chirping Dian, my friend Tata.

"Do you know this guy?"

Dian nodded slowly.

"Don't tell me you don't know?" ask Dian back.

"He's Dimas! Headmaster's son in Junior High first," said Dian with glaring eyes.

"You sure?"

"Well? Just look at the album book memories at SMP. There's Dimas' name in there."

"Then anyway? How come I never knew him?"

"He's a transfer student."

"Oh, panties."

"So really, you don't know him?"

"No."

"Astaghfirullahaladhim's chat. Why do you receive flowers as well as letters?" ask Dian until she can't speak.

"That kids were so excited, I'd be. Uh ... Miss Ana has arrived!" tata then put his first love letter into the bag.

Throughout the lesson, all students focus on paying attention to Chemistry subjects. Since then, Ms. Ana wrote several quizzes on the whiteboard for children to do.

"Tata, you go forward. Do it about number 1."

Tata who daydreamed, immediately looked up. Then walked forward when the Chemistry teacher asked him to work on the compound formula.

Although it was seen by Ana, Tata was daydreaming. It turns out that the boy can do things in front of the class. As a result, he did not get a long lecture from Ms. Ana who is famous for giving the cult.

"The other! Work LKS pages 35-37. In the group today."

"Yeah!" a boisterous voice echoed. However, when Ms. Ana released her glasses, and looked at the children, the room was silent like a grave.

A few hours later. The lesson also changed. Time for English. This is Tata's favorite lesson. Up to 2 hours passed, but not felt. Because she likes foreign languages.

CRING ... CRING ... CRING ...

At 2pm. It doesn't feel like the kids are home. When the class started to quiet, Tata was still tidying up the table. He then put all the books and flowers in the drawer.

Tap tap tap

"Fast long? The others even came out of it."

"Ouch!" tata muttered who recognized the sound.

"When are you?"

'Ooh!'

SERIATE

Follow IG author

IG Sept_September2020

There are dozens of ENDING titles with various genres. Check IG for info. Thank you bestiana bestiani hehehhe.