Sam
You again!

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Sam and Dika, Royan and Akmal are hanging out in the school parking lot.

The parking lot that can accommodate two hundred vehicles is still so stretched, only in the front row is full. On the right side of the gate, there were several vehicles coming in.

The majority of parked vehicles are motorcycles. In solo, there are rarely students who drive a car to school. Not because they don't exist, but where do you want to park? The neighborhood around SMA BATIK VI is a densely populated area. While the space for the car is only for teachers and staff.

Access and strategic location of the school close to the station and shopping center. Five hundred from there there was even a town square and a palace.

“Sam, what time was it last night?" asked Royan while playing the key of the bike.

“Almost one hour. Call, call on, make it uncomfortable, '’ Sam replied without taking his eyes off. Focusing on the phone, was replying to Bella.

"Hmmm. Udah rich security guard aja aja sir guru," said Akmal also chimed in about Paklik Sam named Kusno.

“We are not free if you want to do anything at your home Sam,’' complained Royan.

“Sam mana dare to do it again, after the same coldness of the old man." Dika's voice also compensates Sam's irritation to Kusno.

Without beating up his friends again. Sam took off his jacket, put it on his bike. Sam passed by without saying much while the others just walked into class.

Almost arrived at the intersection of the koidor, Sam who walked ahead stared straight up to meet the owner of my eyes with pliable eyelashes. A smile was engraved on Sam's lips while he who was looked at the wrong behavior turned to and fro.

Ck. Keinget if you meet him. I can oon in front of him who is pms. Until the bandage and his friends came out so shocked. Anjiirrrr.’

While Nada who did not want to deal with Sam immediately pulled Via. Breaking off course so as not to meet at the front intersection. Ignoring the Via protests that fear reprimanding the school gardener.

Sam laughed in his heart. Only this time there are girls who deliberately avoid the charm of Sambara. So do not want him not to meet me, until the school garden in the terrace as well.

"Hi Sam," greet the girl with the hijab on the side of her shoulders. Intentionally spread the charm because Sam passed by. Two IPS students, different classrooms with him.

Sam smiled in response. While the friends behind him are launching a kiss bye action using their hands.

Sam himself then returned to silence not chiming in the absurd chatter of his friends who walked behind him.

Apparently Sam was worried about how to behave with Bella when she arrived in class later. He has been a friend since Junior High. Already familiar and comfortable Sam as a friend, because Sam there is no more like. Last night Bella expressed her joy to make Sam end up with a bottle of drink.

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"Vi, play to the house, yeah! All do ngerjain task," invite Nada while chewing kuaci type snack. Snack sunflower seeds with a savory taste there certainly makes nibil.

Nada glanced at Via who was busy with his phone. Not intending to answer his call.

At rest is indeed the time to refresh for a moment. Tone use for nyemil while Via busy playing mobile phone.

Some of his classmates stayed in class. Some go to the cafeteria or just line up in front of the class.

"Vi," call Nada.

"Hm," Via glanced at Nada for a bit and then returned to the phone because it was replying to the message on its crush.

"Well shopping for camping gear?" tanya Nada is looking for a topic that can distract her best friend.

"Not yet,"

"Shop, yok! Do you agree to go straight to school?"

"Very,"

"Ntar payin, yes," Nada's fishing rod began to get upset.

"Yes," replied Via relaxed while smiling.

Tone back to finding ideas. A classmate named Roni is out of class. As bright as the idea crossed Nada's mind, because he knew his countryman was having a heavy crush with Roni. "Roni, saucy, huh?"

"Yes" said Via, smiling meaningfully.

"Are you the same as Roni?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The giggling tone made Via turn his head quickly.

"So what did you say?" pekik Via turned his head full on Nada, a little panicked.

"Don't be in search! The guy just came out." Tone guess is right on target because Via directly scans the entire class.

"Duh, the intention of the heart wants a secret first. But be very happy if it's the same with you, Na!"

Smiling tone then stuck out his tongue. "Tone Gantari, is a person who is sensitive to the environment. Ciiieehhh, it's chameleon-rich!" Tone continue menoel cheeks Via.

"Princess is ashamed! Once can a direct touch of the kicep!" Via who failed to close the secret so the origin of making a parable.

"Ih, I'm ashamed Princess, si," protested Nada.

"She said, Sensitized!"

"The same week the face of a cat-kibingan, more precisely. Moreover, it's you."

"Kesel, ah, kesel" said Via giving up and hiding his face in both palms.

"Btw, gercep, loh. Just a few days the codes are now ready. " Tone tickled Via making him laugh amusedly.

"Cieee sohan! Don't forget the taxes!" The more intense the tone tickled Via.

"Oh my goodness" said Via, holding Nada's hand.

"You owe me the same story!"

"Yes, yeah. Later on story."

On the second floor, in Sam's class. The same thing happened there. Only a few students live in the class.

Sam, Dika, Royan and Akmal, were sitting in a group. Someone's sitting at the table. There are also people who play guitar. Sam's guitar has just been restored by OSIS due to a disciplinary operation a few days ago.

"What did you say?" sam asked his friends after waking up. Throughout the lesson, Sam just slept not listening to the teacher who was explaining in front.

Sleep on? Yeah, Sam came home late last night. He was with Royan and some other friends were busy hanging out to drink in a narrow alley.

"Don't say anything to him. It's just your lyrics, it's gone" Akmal said, stopping his guitar chant.

Sam clucked. He keeps upset at Atar who arbitrarily confiscates his goods. He admitted Atar was trying to bring order to the new OSIS rules. His favorite item was two days at school.

Until the sign to re-enter echoed. The other students, one by one began to fill the bench. Sam just remembered after this was Pak Bogo's boring lesson.

"Report gesss! Just remember me, this is world history, make sleepy!" Sam packed the guitar and put it in a bag. Pocketing HP quickly followed by three other friends also keteteran packed books into a bag.

"Catch, Ka!"

Sam throws a guitar bag at Dika who is ready. The others follow behind.

Just as they moved away from the door, at that time Pak Bogo with his thick glasses stepped on the top stairs. Class XI is on the second floor.

"Who's there?" he shouted because it was not so clear to see some children out of class.

The man in his fifties could not keep up with the wide strides of Sam and his friends. Lost track.

"Through here!" Sam took the first step to follow the others.

"Damn! Mr Wakasek!" Sam turned around when there was Pak Wakasek walking around. Probably patrols on purpose if anyone wants to skip like Sam.

Sam ran to the back of the tenth-grade building. He deliberately chose the path to get to the parking lot quickly.

Until his steps stopped when he hit a plastic object.

Brug!!.

"Aaauuu," complained the owner of a loud voice. There's Nada sitting down because he collided with Sam. The trash can that Nada carried to roll not far away.

"Hhh, sorry!" Sam tries to help Nada to get up but is soon on rough shores.

"No need," refused Nada as he stood until he found four students staring at him. More than being shocked at what was happening in front of him.

"You again!"

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