Sometimes Friends are the Enemy
Part 43's
In the evening, the three students who will take part in the race tomorrow, began to study desperately in order to become winners. Joko with a serious style, where the lips began to get sober and pawing. While Tuti with a tense style and strong determination, did not want to lose to Joko.
"Don't let that cute kid and poetic ass win over me." He said with determination and firm conviction like a rock.
While Lia learns in a relaxed style and tends to enjoy.
The three of them tried hard to devour every training problem from various books.
That night Tuti looked for some questions similar to the one the teacher gave in class and tried to work on them. But the different ways he tried, it was so hard to solve.
The answers he got, there was never one that matched the available answer choices.
The more he tried other ways, the answer was further from the choice of answers, to make him stress and anger.
"ah! Damnit damnit! How can there be such a thing as gini-rich?"
He paused for a moment to turn his brain around to find another solution. Until finally came up with an idea to contact Lia despite the unpleasant taste.
"Hallo Lia, hasn't slept yet right? I'm sorry I interrupted the night. Are you busy tonight?" Ask doubtfully.
"Yes. What's up, dad?"
"Can we video call for a minute? I want to ask you something. Please, just ten minutes."
"But I don't have internet quota anymore. How's dong?" Answer Lia.
"Ah....
Haha...." Suddenly Tuti laughed for a while and then spoke again,
"That's easy. I fill up the pulse, will I? But you have to promise to teach me one thing. How's it? Wanna?" Tuti tried to make an offer for his goal to be achieved.
"What?" Ask Lia briefly.
"That's Lia, about this afternoon. I don't understand how. I've tried many different ways, but I still can't."
"Duh... How is yah? But I was busy Tut. I can't." Lia tries to avoid teaching Tuti who is now a rival.
"Okay, Lia. I beg. I'll fill your pulp a hundred thousand. Huh huh? Want dad? Same friends yourself don't be stingy dong. Please..." Tuti tried to weld.
"You're no longer trying to bribe me, are you, Tut?"
"No, that's right. But because you said you didn't have a pulse so I bargained. Let us consider it a symbiosis of mutualism. You need a pulse, and I need science." Tuti tried to get her to reason.
"Instead at this hour, the shop is still open? It's 10 o'clock at night."
"Still. Here the stalls are open until 12 p.m."
"Mmmm....
Yes, if you are maksa. Pulse 100 thousand well, don't forget. Ordinary pulses. I'm the one who lists the quota myself." Lia.
Tuti immediately went quietly to the stall after hanging up his phone. Inevitably he was forced to use his pocket money for a week for his purpose.
"Sir....
Mr. Soleh....
Sir...." He shouted to her while glancing inside her house.
"Sir...
Mr. Soleh...
Before long the man suddenly stood in front of him like a ghost as Tuti's eye glances still led into the house. Apparently since then the man fell asleep near the storefront so invisible.
"What the hell is Tuti......? You are very noisy. Nganguin father sleeping. What was? Huh uh?" Asked with a flat face accompanied by bulging eyes.
"I'm going to buy pulses sir. Hehehe..." The answer is a little scared.
"What pulse?"
"100 thousand sir."
Then the man looked around for his cell phone which he had somewhere to put before falling asleep in front of the TV.
"Lho, where's my phone? The feeling of you put it here." He searched around and moved some jars of candy, thinking it fell and tucked in there. But his phone still didn't meet.
So he went into the house and looked for her there, in her room, in the kitchen, and in the living room, and there was none.
Then he went back to his stall and asked Tuti, "You didn't see Tut's father's phone when you came here?"
"No sir. Don't look." Answer innocently.
"Where is my phone?"
Slowly his face began to show a resigned expression of losing his phone while sighing long.
Tuti was confused about where else to go because it was the only stall that was open until 12 pm.
When both of them were both desperate, suddenly a vibration appeared. The man was half-dead shocked to feel a tremor in his thigh, like a electrocution.
The glove wrapped around his waist was opened immediately, and the phone hidden in his pocket*************** was taken immediately. An unknown call appeared.
Immediately he turned it off and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay." Said the man on his cell phone.
"Something weird. Save HP coke in your pocket ****** *****. Didn't you feel like the road?" Ask Tuti in your heart.
Then the man asked again, "Pulsa hundred right deck?"
"Yes. To this number sir." He thrust out a small piece of paper bearing Lia's mobile number.
So the man immediately pressed a button on the screen of his phone, and a pulse of 100 thousand was slid to Lia's phone.
As for Lia who had been waiting for the pulse, began to feel bored and did not believe Tuti's words.
But when a notification rang on his phone, the disbelief vanished for a moment.
"Well. Turns out Tuti wasn't messing around with his shit."
Then he sent a short message to Tuti, 'The island is already in. Thanks'
While Tuti who had arrived home, immediately made a video call to Lia.
"What the hell is Tuti, you really made a video call with me. It's 11 o'clock at night. Tomorrow we're going to the race." Ask Lia.
"On that afternoon, teach me dong Lia. I don't know how. Pleases....
I've tried many different ways but I still can't." Tuti Sahut.
"Oh that."
Then he opened the book and began to explain how. He taught her up to three solved questions and asked if Tuti understood them or not.
"I understand it. Thanks yah. I will try again at home. Thanks yeah." Tuti replied even though he did not understand completely. But since the time had already shown at 12pm, he did not feel good again asking for it. In addition, they also have to sleep enough so that tomorrow their brains can be fresh and ready.