Sometimes Friends are the Enemy
The Part 28

He spent his precious time standing outside as the killer teacher occasionally monitored his movements so that he could squat.

Until the lesson bell ends, then he can go in to enter all his books and prepare to go home. But when the killer teacher came out, he glanced sharply at her while telling her not to be late again.

Then after the teacher had gone far away, the entire student laughed at him and cheered him out. Then he gets angry at Linda and all the students in his group,

"You're making me shit today! Because of you and your frogs, I stood for hours outside."

"Hey, it's not our fault! Salahin the frog! Why he jumped time. And why does he have to jump into your hair."

Then the others connected the mockery,

"Maybe he thinks your hair, the nest. Haha...

So wash your hair clean!"

"You guys are really outrageous huh." He started to get irritated and furious to the point of wanting to throw them with an eraser. But Linda, who saw him, quickly intercepted him and apologized. "Sorry us, yeah. We should have held the frog firmly. But out of fear and disgust, we did not hold it so firmly that the frog came off. Sorry yeah."

"Why are you the only one who's sorry the others aren't? Huh uh?"

Linda immediately persuaded her group friends to apologize immediately. Because if they don't, they're in danger.

Finally they apologized after being persuaded many times.

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After school, the student stopped at a salon and intended to cut his hair short. The incident had left him completely annoyed and disgusted. With a heavy heart he had to give up the curly hair he had been nurturing for many years, short-cut.

Now she looks like two different people after cutting her hair short. But as if dissatisfied, he also requested that his hair be straightened.

The request was immediately executed by the salon employee with pleasure, considering he was the first customer since the salon employee pioneered his career.

The salon employee immediately prepares a series of tools and provides quality service.

The long journey of time also made his eyes heavy and fell asleep so that the salon employee can work with a peaceful mind because he did not hear the reading again.

The salon employee gives the best results hoping that after that he will be known by many people and get many customers.

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Finally, after going through all the complicated processes, the salon employee also completed his task. Not to forget he recorded the results and compared them to before to be used as an example on the main page of his social media later.

Then she woke him up and asked him not to be surprised when he saw himself in the mirror. But it turned out that when he woke up, his mouth was gaping wide and was amazed to see his new self. In his eyes he was as charming as a holywood artist. With confidence he said,

"From tomorrow no one will make fun of me. The curly site is gone. Now I'm the new Siti."

The salon owner said, "Where? Do you like and are satisfied with the results?"

"Yes. I really like it. This is amazing. I didn't waste a week of my pocket money on this hair. It's really amazing." He would constantly stroke her hair and sometimes kiss her.

"Oh yeah, you don't mind me modeling on my social media front page? Take it easy, the next treatment I will give you a discount. How's it?"

"Oh sure. I am different and beautiful after all. I'm happy to be promoted. Who knows, my followers on social media also increased after seeing my beauty. Don't forget to name my account."

"Ok sipp."

While he was still in the salon, his father was busy looking for him everywhere because he did not usually come home late. His father called all his son's friends but no one knew where he was. So his father panicked and thought badly that his son might be kidnapped.

"Surely someone kidnapped my son. Because she is so beautiful as a goddess. That guy must have kept her from being her lover. Nah! I'm not willing! My son should be an international model. If I find the culprit, I'll beat him bald and break his shins!" He said, clenching his hands together furiously.

Then after leaving the place he went home quickly so that he could immediately show off his new hair to his sister.

Along the way he jumps for joy and sheds charm on everyone on the street. Her confidence peaked after the frog incident.

But alas, his cheerfulness suddenly disappeared and he fell silent stiff at the door as soon as he arrived. He saw his sister crying outside and his father was not home.

"Dek, why cry? Which father?" Ask. But his sister did not recognize him and was dumb, then asked, and then asked,

"Sister this is your brother. When you don't know?"

"No. My sister has a lot of curly hair. You're not my brother."

She cried loudly after saying it.

The close neighbors were drawn to see it.

"Hey, are you any more than him?" Ask one of the mothers.

"Nothing." The reply looked back

"Lho, who are you? Why is it here?"

"I'm siti." Rigorously.

"Cannot be. Siti has thick curly hair. As for you, you have straight hair. Don't mess with me!"

"Yes right!" The other mothers who were there.

"I'm Siti ma'am! Look at this tompel on my arm!" He said, holding up his uniform arm.

Seeing the tompel curled in pitch-black arms, they thought, digested and remembered every bit of information about it. Starting from his tompel, his speech, and his entire appearance.

While his sister became silent to witness the dispute. Then before long, they glanced at him sharply and still in disbelief as well as asking questions, he said,

"So you're Siti? Try proving! Who knows it's a fake tompel you deliberately made with a marker."

"Eleh...

What's in it I created this ugly tompel. If I had money, I'd even want to wipe it out. This tompel is blocking my beauty from emanating ma'am."

"If you are Siti, try to mention the name of this child and the name of his father as well as the name of all of us! If you were Siti, you would know." Said the other mothers as she pointed to her sister as well as all the mothers who were there.

"That's easy. He's my brother, Kesi. And his father was Robert, my father too. And about all of you, I'll call them one by one."

There were five mothers there and they were marching irregularly before him. So he began to mention their names one by one starting from the oldest to the younger.

"Bu Lira, Bu Lini, Bu Marta, Bu Ajeng, and Bu Maria." Show them one by one.

Seeing his true statement, they fell silent until one of them spoke up to draw a conclusion,

"He's right! She is Siti!

Then let's just go home."

"Yes.

Let's go home!" Reply them.

"Wait on! Stiffness.

Where is my father? Do you know where he is?"

"Your father went looking for you. She thinks you're kidnapped."

"What's? Kidnapped?" He muttered with a frown.

"Where have you been? Why go home this afternoon? Your father was very worried from thinking about you. And why is your hair so straight?" Ask one of the mothers.

"The story is long ma'am. If I tell you, until next year's Eid will not be finished."

"Yes, that's it. Anytime the story. Better get in now. Maybe your dad's coming home soon."

They entered immediately as the group of mothers left them.