Sam

Sam
Flashback to start


Ambiguous words from Atar, now brought Sam a few years ago.


"Sam, tie your real tie!" Atar's voice interrupted Sam who was sitting on a permanent seat of cement on the edge of the school yard.


Sam turned his head cynically to Atar, a member of OSIS who will be in charge for the next few days. He stood up, while the five friends who had been with Sam also stood up. Looking down on Atar who was dressed so neatly.


Sam crossed his arms and raised his chin. "What right do you have to do with my style of dress?" reject Sam smile lightly.


Five other friends of Sam also chuckled at Atar who could not answer. There are some of them also do not tie the tie properly.


"Sam. Ceremony again. Please, at least try to be neat for the next hour." There is no trembling tone from Atar to remind Sam, a Junior High friend who is now far from his former nature.


Despite an annoyed grunt, Sam tied his tie as well. Eyes still continued to stare at Atar who was still waiting for him to make a tie knot around the bushes of the OSIS uniform.


"That's true, Roy!" Sam turned to Royan and then to Dika. As if taking his two friends who deliberately pocketed a tie in the pocket of his pants. Both were silent but kept complying.


After Sam tied up properly, then Atar wanted to get out of place. There is a calm and restless look at Sam with his new surroundings.


Until the first day of ceremony as well as the opening of MOS is done. Sam took part in the ceremony solemnly although he was very forced. There are two friends of his group who have been previously licensed to the UKS because they are lazy, not because of illness.


"Sam saw Mika, tuh," whispered Dika to Sam. While Sam just followed Dika's index direction to the girl next to his row. Sam smiled sweetly as he chewed the bubble gum with his leisure. He raised his eyebrows while the girl who was stealing glances with him was smiling shyly.


"Young, woy. Inglet Salsa. Want you, Salsa on Royan!" Akmal's voice reminded Sam of a new girlfriend a month in his girlfriend.


Sam himself just smiled casually. The ceremonial builder who was making a speech in the middle of the courtyard ignored them. More fun with joking dime until they become chuckle.


It will still continue if the OSIS child who is traveling around does not warn Sam and his gang.


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Sam is busy accompanying Salsa who is telling stories in the school garden. Sitting together on a permanent bench with a joke.


"You yes, Sam. I'll go to the mall. I promise you, let me know you to my friends. I guess I can only date you."


Sam who had discussed funny things about the act in each class immediately became irritated. What did he say? Known to his friends. Really males.


"Akh, I have an appointment for the other kids to make ice. How's dong?" kelit Sam's looking for an excuse.


"Yeah, ay. Oh, that's it, anyway!" Salsa pouted because she wanted to be unyathed.


Sam is still trying to convince Salsa that he has an appointment first. Until a girl dressed in Junior High with her name hanging in front of her chest that read 'tone' walked hastily towards her.


"Sorry, brother uh Mas." The girl with natural lashes checked her notes and looked back at Sam. "You're Sam, right?" this time the board-covered girl from the cardboard glanced at the bright name on Sam's right chest making Sam look in the same direction then looked at Nada again.


Sam himself just raised his eyebrows turned to Salsa who had moping and then returned to see Nada. "Yes, what's the need?"


"I'm Tada, want to ask for a signature." He handed Sam a note book. "Please sign at the top number, Mas!"


"You ordered me?" this time Sam's laughter exploded making the five friends who were walking down the corridor approach Sam.


The tone that was so hopeful so shriveled. The face that had been trying to smile now no doubt showed his mood. Piqued.


"Why Sam?"


"Well, whoa, new fans like that,"


"If you don't want to, just make me, Sam,"


Sam's friends' tweets made Nada even more uncomfortable. Stand up restless and keep a very upset. The task of OSIS is so burdensome. If you do not remember this is a task, surely Nada will run and do not need to beg for signatures.


It caught Sam well. He immediately turned to his friends, and they instantly became silent with a smile.


"If I sign, what do I get?" challenge Sam to Nada. Make the girl look up immediately while fixing the bangs on the head that feel like coming out of the white hijab in the form of a triangle.


"Do you have to give after being given?" tanya Plain tone.


Instantly, Sam and his friends' laughter broke upon hearing Nada's innocent reply.


Tone sees them all getting annoyed more and more, just a matter of signature, it's so done by a fucking upperclassman.


At the end of his laughter, Sam finally took the pen that was in Nada's right hand. I can't wait to fuck people's kids, too. In an instant the graffiti was already neatly spiked in the first order right next to his name.


Damn son of OSIS, is there no other way to train people mentally. It was just Sam keeping it in his heart.


"Well, go back there. But if you want to stay here for a long time, it's also okay." This time Sam smiled broadly to reveal his teeth.


Not wanting to waste a chance, Tone of a spring ran from there. While Sam immediately got a rough bump on his arm.


"What?" challenge Salsa sewot, "can, yes, seduce another girl in front of her own boyfriend! Wonder!" Salsa now ruffled her waist to look at Sam.


"Wuih, old bini ngegas coy,"


"There's domestic affairs, nih."


"Swash yok, run away!"


Sam silently held in his fury. His patience has run out, for a month, he has been patient enough to feel like a Salsa ojek. Wherever Salsa would go always ask in between. Until once Sam became a material ledge of his friends.


"Salsa, stop" he said coldly. "I'm patient, same with you. But for a long time you've been running around, yeah." Sam also shakes his waist. "We're breaking up from today!"


Without waiting for Salsa's answer, Sam leaves the girl still gaping to get an unexpected surprise from Sam.


When he realized Salsa, he immediately pursued Sam who had walked with wide steps. The call from him did not get the cacophony of the man with slightly shaggy hair who walked further and further away from him.


"Sam! I don't want to break up."


"You can't go to me."


Still with a quick step Salsa pursued Sam, but San did not want to look over.


"Sam, stop I said!"


"Sam, I was wrong. I'm sorry."


"Sam. I still love you!"


"Hhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"


The cheer of the corridor residents now made Salsa realize that she had humiliated herself. He had even realized when he had already walked too far up to the tenth grade corridor.


There are many pairs of eyes that look down and there are many who look at pity.


Unlike Nada and Via, the new SIWI at BATIK VI High School was amazed to see their upperclassman drama.


Nada herself remembered the moment she had just seen the two upperclassmen sitting jokingly in the permanent seat on the side of the courtyard. But now the situation is different?;


I don't know, Nada doesn't want to think. He still has a job with OSIS. There's two more days.


"Cowoknya saucy, anyway. Naturally it is mbak-mbak chasing," said Via who is still heard by Nada.


"What, Vi? Saucy? People suck so at saying cute! Ih amit-amit."


"Awas loh, watch your talk. Ntar you who like, berabe be," said Via scare Nada.


Tone immediately drew Via's hand into the classroom. Heedless of the comments of his friends who still like to talk about what they just saw. Of course, only girls continue the impromptu ghibah event. Which boys want to berghibah.


"Beautiful, really, to the begging of love, yes,"


"Yes, pity,"


"If you feel bad, his mood is upset, will run out in the breakup,"


It turns out that Nada's thinking was wrong. Boys too if anyone is literate a little direct 'on'.


"Oh, yes, ampyuunn. Kirain who likes to give girls." Tone patted his eel while Via stroked Nada's forehead. "Wrong yes, neng,"


Tone Laughter and Viapun broke out instantly mingled with the ripples of the first resting atmosphere.


_tbc_


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