Princess Endut
28. She again

Weva propped up her chin as she stared intently at Bu Yungmi who was now busy explaining the art of culture lessons.

I don't know how many regional songs Bu Yungmi sang in front of there with his cry that filled the classroom.

Weva was speechless with her flat face and both of her lips were moving following the song sung by Bu Yungmi up ahead.

Wiwi threw her body into the chair with a tired feeling made Weva look down at Wiwi.

"Have a seat!" wiwi whispers made Weva just shake her head.

"Wev, aren't you tired of hearing Bu yungmi's voice?" whispered Wiwi again with the look of his face that looked very bored and upset mingled into one while rubbing his earlobes that were hot to hear the song of Bu Yungmi humming nonstop.

Weva was only able to be silent it felt he was still upset with the attitude of Wiwi who firmly snapped, scolded and even snapped Brilyan.

"Gue was surprised, how could, anyway, Bu yungmi graduate to become a teacher of cultural arts?"

"Is Bu Yungmi not tested singing before graduation?"

"That's the one behind me?!! Sing you!!!" Show Bu Yungmi to the man who was sitting at the back with the most agitated gaze and it then made the flat-bodied man sing along with other students.

Wiwi sighed looking pity at his classmate. Wiwi also got up from his chair. Can kill him if Bu Yungmi to see him sitting like this.

"Kasian the Beno is like an inner pressure that is singing," said Wiwi with a sad face.

Not sad how Wiwi had felt, but Beno was a gago man who could not talk so how did he sing?

The sound of the banana-slapping chant was now stopped when unexpectedly someone knocked on the classroom door from the outside making everyone turn to look at the source of the sound.

"Ken?" Look Bu Yungmi astonished at the man who now appears to be standing at the entrance of the 'class, yes complete with his gaya berandalnya that hurt the eyes of the teacher BK.

Everyone looked at each other and whispered as the handsome man stepped into the classroom.

Yes, it's Ken, the same guy who bullied Weva on the steps yesterday. Ken is one of the students from the same class as Weva. This man is always late every morning even often ditching subjects. Even worse this week Ken has only entered the lesson twice.

Wow, really not exemplary!

Weva breathed heavily staring in which direction the man with the hoodlum was going.

"She again" Weva said in a lazy tone.

Yes, actually Ken is one of those bullies who always bully Weva relentlessly. The man had only entered a week ago but it was already thousands of bully sentences that he had thrown out to Weva without any sense of compassion and mercy.

Ken smiled at Bu Yungmi who seemed to put a pretentious face there and anyone who saw him would definitely be afraid to approach.

"When you smile?" asked Bu Yungmi when Ken had stopped his steps right in front of Bu Yungmi.

"Good morning, Mom!" greet Ken with a cheerful look on his face.

Bu Yungmi was only able to sigh heavily and then he raised his left hand and glanced at the clock hand which showed at 9:10 minutes.

"Good day, Ken," replied Bu Yungmi making everyone laugh.

Ken laughed thinly while scratching the back of his non-itchy neck. It's like a sentence that offends him. Ken glanced at the wall clock in the classroom making him feel ashamed of himself.

Bu Yungmi who saw this turned to look at the wall clock.

"What time is it?"

Ken turned to look at Bu Yungmi who was so serious looking at him.

"What time?"

"Em at nine, ma'am."

"Ten."

"Can it still be said to be morning?"

Ken breathed a heavy sigh accompanied by his smile which he could still maintain.

"Why are you late?" asked Bu Yungmi while supporting his waist with his face that is still made as difficult as possible.  

Ken was silent for a moment with both of his eyes twitching trying to find an excuse.

"Em, ah, sorry beautiful Bu Yungmi because Ken got stuck earlier."

"Beautiful mother, right now Jakarta is bogged down for mercy, Mom," said Ken in a soft tone.

Bu Yungmi who had put on Sangar's face was now immediately laughing while smiling shyly and covering his mouth which was unceasingly letting out a small laughter. Well, Ken's line of seduction seems to have poisoned Yungmi's brain. 

"Hahahah beautiful? You said mom was pretty?" yungmi's mother asked, making Ken nod quickly.

Ken smiled cynically. That's a lie, Mom, don't believe it!

"Thuh denger! I'm pretty this loh, who said not me loh, well, hahaha."

Said Bu Yungmi while staring at all the students. Bu yungmi laughed again and then slowly hit Ken's arm with his pink fan making Ken laugh.  

"Oh, my goodness, you can do it." Tempt Bu Yungmi while pinching Ken's cheek with his anxiety.

"Ih your gemesin, yes. Cute again. Ms. Yunngmi is very happy, praised by you, Ken," yungmi ma'am.

The girls exclaimed that they were very envious of Ms. Yungmi who had managed to pinch the cheeks of the handsome man who had managed to make them gawk a week ago because of his good looks.

"Here sit down!" peech bu Yungmi who once again pinched Ken's cheek with his anxiety.

5 Minutes later ...

Cultural art lessons are still going on accompanied by the sound of singing banana amps simultaneously performed by all students of class XI IPS 2.

Bu Yungmi was still leading in front while swinging a pink fan following the low and high notes of the singing chanted simultaneously by the students. 

Ken nodded his head as if enjoying the rock music from the black handset attached to both ears.

Highlight Ken's eyes now turned to stare at the fat girl who was cool singing regional songs along with others. Ken glanced at the end of Weva's shoulder-length legs and ends.

That woman is huge! How many times did he eat?

Soon Ken's sinister smile implied evil made him tear a white paper in the middle of his book and begin to break it down. It felt like Ken's bully soul was screaming and rebelling to immediately bully the fat girl.

Ken turned his seat and pointed the paper that had been shaped like a ball towards Weva.

Ken bit his lower lip while closing his left eye, trying to direct his focus at one point, the head of Weva. The shot should be on target this time.  

"One."

"Two."

"Ti-ga."

Plaques

Found the paper managed to hit the head of Weva who had been busy singing quite loudly making Weva's head slightly jerked forward.