Sam
Is this the right solution,

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"Bag,"

Sam looked back as he turned his body. For a moment he was wide-eyed as Nada had fallen unconscious lying on the floor.

As powerful as Sam did not squeal. So that the horde of Arka who heard his footsteps out there did not notice his existence.

Sam was about to lift the tone in the bed. However, the door knob that was snapped twice made him reflexively hug the fainted Tone. The wet hijab of the girl was already irregular. On both cheeks of the girl there are visible traces of tears.

Sam could feel how scared Nada was to face Arka who was m*heavy bus. Inwardly, Sam underestimated Arka. Just three cans, already made it snag. He doesn't care about Arka. All he cares about is the tone. His eyes fell on the wet Tone shirt. The dusty combination of white nylon clothes clearly shows what is in it.

After painstakingly swallowing his saliva, Sam was again made to hold his breath as the doorknob on the stomp once again. However, there were not many footsteps out there.

Because it gets a lighting bias from the center of the yard. It was clearly the shadow of a man passing by from the glass window.

Sam breathed a big breath. At least feel relieved because he was drowning after being in the corner of Arka and his friends. In such a state of staggering, he understood Arka got the power from where.

"Eeehhhhrr,"

Sam turned back to a slightly murmuring tone. Recalling how Nada was in the Arka's arms, he returned in the heat. There was a sense of unwillingness mixed with anger in Sam's mind.

All Sam's swearing lay for Arka in his heart.

Tone squirming and back muttering. His eyelids began to move slowly.

I never imagined I could be this close to you. It can even bring you here I never imagined. Moreover, being trapped in such a heavy situation.

Sam still silently watched Nada's face. From this close distance, he is free to sensate the whole face that is always taut and fierce if he meets him. However, this time. This piece of lifeless flesh was so helpless before him.

Sam just stretched his hand a little. When the tone makes a little movement. It was not until Nada let go and uttered a sedative sentence, when Nada mentioned her name outside her consciousness, "calm down, there I am." That's what Sam said while patting Nada's arm.

Nada's eyes grazed and narrowed and tried to escape from Sam. He sat down to help Sam. The man helped her lean against the wall.

Sam shuffled to grab the blanket that was on the bed. Meant to cover what should not be in front of him. "Still dizzy?"

"Hm,"

Sam understands Nada may be too foreign to drink the can earlier. So, even though only a little entered in the girl's mouth still gives the effect of dizziness is immeasurable. Even to the point of fainting.

"You're lying up here. It's cold under." Sam squatted trying to persuade Nada. However, the girl just shook her head. The look of fear on his face made Sam pity fold. He saw that Nada's hand was even gripping the end of his shirt. As if afraid to leave.

"Where are you going, Mas," said Nada slowly while kneading her temple. There was fear of being left behind in this state of chaos. Sam slightly retracted his lips trying to decipher the deep meaning of Nada's speech, to him.

One hand Nada held the end of Sam's shirt that had slipped off. Samar Nada saw, Sam's shirt was dirty and looks collapsed. The top button and both of them had even come off.

"Yet again you have to do this because of my nolongin, Mas," muttered Nada not so clearly. However, it was still well received by Sam.

"Hot," muttered Nada and Sam immediately undid his intention to give him the blanket he had managed to grab.

"It's so dark, Mom!" By holding back the dizziness, Nada tried to voice what was in her mind. It looked uncomfortable in his eyes that were moving was was was. "Nyalain the lights," said Nada while continuing to massage his temple.

Sam turned his head cynically to Nada. "You want us to find Arka? I was tired of the gelud. My body hurts all over those fucking kids. I don't have the strength to fight them." As quiet as possible Sam whispered to Nada. Making the girl nod as if she understood why Sam didn't turn on the light of the room.

Silent for a moment in silence, Sam-pun sat back parallel to Nada. Close-up. Real close. In fact, he began to feel the head of Nada leaning on his shoulder making him turn to Nada. Make sure the girl is still conscious.

"It's really hot, anyway. Sultry. What ...there's AC here?" said Nada while upholding his seat. Dizziness is increasing in rhythm with his stomach that feels in stirring. The sweat started to run out. Even the hijab was wet from the sweat and the beer water. His clothes were no less wet so it made him shiver but feel hot in it.

Sam scanned the surroundings. In a very limited light. Sam's view did not find the remote control he had guessed was on the nightstand.

"Patience first. We're looking for help. I'm still sure Arka's still running around looking for us." Sam remembered the phone he picked up. He believes the phone belongs to Nada. Because he realized his own phone was still in his backpack, in the OSIS room.

It came to Sam's mind to complain to everyone in the yard. That way, Arka will get punishment as well as lessons for his actions. However, his reason dominated his shallow thinking. If he brought Nada there, then it would be like humiliating Nada in front of the crowd. Moreover, the mouth and body of the Tone clearly made people misunderstand. More impossible, right?

"We're out, Mom." In the remnants of his consciousness, Nada still remembered where he was. In a room with minimal light. Just the two of you. With the opposite sex and in a state that is not okay. Moreover, he clearly still remembered who Sam was. People know him often change girls. More appropriate if Sam in nicknamed berandal school.

"With your rich state' gini?" sam asked hesitantly, more to the definite underestimation.

Although Nada likes Sam. However, both of them in a room like this still scared him.

At least, this is better compared to the situation with Arka earlier. He must thank Sam who saved him, so that Nada can be relieved to be released from Arka.

"Cock-awkwardly? That's how much you hate me. Until I'm both making you uncomfortable?"

"Huh? What's?" reply Nada suddenly bo doh. Sam tried not to look at Nada, he was thinking of another way to get out of here without anyone knowing.

"It's really you, isn't it, Mas." Tone a little smile, "the reason is I'm afraid if this is just my thing," he continued, more on the murmur.

Nada's muttering made Sam turn his head quickly at the girl. For a moment, Sam was like being tossed into a cloud. From here, he knew. If Nada likes it too. Despite the interaction of the two that is not so close. Often clashing the mouth even always a small noisier is always present among them.

However, looking at Nada's condition, the smile that was originally imprinted on her lips returned to the factory suit. There was even a bitter smile there.

If only you had said this while you were conscious. I'll be happy.

Tone again sobbed in mind Arka who was so rude to him.

"Arka jerk," he said, sobbing.

"Not cranky," this time Nada stomped her feet violently and came back crying.

"Carca,..."

Iba, Sam saw Nada as fucked as that. At once hate to see Nada crying because of Arka. And without him knowing, this Tone cries because he pity, disappointment and hate are vying to hit him. Not because of his love. Even so, Sam still did not want Nada to mention the name of the man. I want to wipe away Tone's tears. However, stop him doing.

Sam smiled bitterly as he saw Nada starting to calm down a little. However, it was uncomfortable because his clothes were wet. At once, he stood up and looked for clothes that could be used to replace those that were usually in the closet, which stood not far from his place.

Back, Sam had to be disappointed because the stock there was empty. The no one solution. There is no one solution.

"Wear my clothes how. Your clothes don't look very comfortable." Sam had to turn his face away because something was clearly imprinted behind the wet Tone shirt.

The silent tone did not answer. He has since refrained from taking his clothes off. The heat inside his body was not comfortable at all. He regretted why he was caught off guard until when he shouted precisely the drink with a pungent odor entered his body.

"Where?" Sam was still staring at the door. Deliberately giving the tone of space to think. Though behind him Nada was already completely unable to bear to take off her clothes.

"Snap, where's your shirt!"

This time, Sam was made to pound as the sound of Tone had already growled holding something back. Pissed off maybe, for being in this situation.

Quickly, Sam took off his long shirt and stretched it out to Nada without turning around. He left a black shirt with Nevada on his back.

Tone had already taken off her clothes leaving the bra alone there. But it is still very uncomfortable. Inevitably Nada let go of the bra and quickly changed with a shirt owned by Sam. "Remain had... !" pekik Nada was restrained when he saw the silhouettes of several people passing in front of the UKS. Apparently Sam shut his mouth with his palm. To stay safe in this room.

At once Sam was wide-eyed when Nada had removed the wet hijab . The girl's black hair was tied randomly with a shirt that had not been buttoned perfectly. Makes Sam's body heat up. For the sake of seeing the new appearance of a new Tone once he saw many times more beautiful than usual.

"Tone" he said. Sam tried to cover up what he shouldn't have seen . But that's when his hand shook what should not have been touched by his hand. Ah drat.

Sam's brain is not working properly. See how skinny Tone is. However, it contains in that section.

His mind back foggy let alone see my eyes Nada grazed slowly. Like calling him to get closer and closer.

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