The Charm of Love Amartha
Gara - Gara Motor Kutut

Amartha Dina, a young high school girl, lives in the small town of B on Java Island. His face was a slick blend between Java and Sunda with a yellow skin typical of Indonesia, rushed down from the motor butut and grabbed the hand of the mother and kissed her. Then he immediately ran to reach the school gate which was almost closed by the security guard.

"Don't close, sir!" amartha shouted to Kasim, the security guard who was on duty at the time.

"Let's spout!" said mr. Kasim.

Amartha immediately entered and did not forget to say thank you. However, dear darling a thousand poor dear cannot be denied. There was a well-built figure catching her wet.

"Amarta! where you going? come here, join the others," said Mr. Hardi deputy principal directing Amartha to join a group of students and schoolgirls who were standing firmly in the middle of the field.

"Feelings have not been past 7," muttered Amartha while walking limply following the famous Hardi killer pack.

"Now at 7 o'clock in 10 minutes, father Denger Amartha you speak behind me! don't let go, let's just join your team," he said

"Ready, Sir!" answer Amarta briefly

"Kids come on neat lines! " let's say Mr. Bagas the teacher of BK whose face looks like Teuku Wisnu version of KW Super who is still single.

Late students and students immediately lined up to face the Merah Putih, waiting for the seconds of punishment to be given. In front of them now stood Pak Hardi whose sangar maximum level and Bagas who handsome naudzubillah.

"Ehem .. do you know why you were gathered here? you're gathered here because you're all late for school. You've broken the rules of this school and you'll understand what the consequences are if you break it, right?" mr. Hardi is starting to be unfriendly.

"Understand me, sir!" answer students and students compact.

"You must have understood what punishment is especially you, Amartha! I wonder every day you are always late, now tell me, why are you late today?" mr. Hardi stared intently at Amartha

"Eh .. anu, sir ... that..."

"Anu-anu what! speaking of which is obvious don't be like a gargle-gargle!" snapped pak Hardi's.

"My motorbike butut broke down on the road, sir! understand the old motorbike, sometimes like to swallow the pair together," said Amartha trying to explain, while the other student held a laugh.

"You try to ride a motorcycle taxi or angkot so that tomorrow is not too late" Mr. Bagas gave a solution.

"Yes ... Mr. Bagas," replied Amartha resigned.

Respect for the red and white flag begins. Mr. Hardi had already left the field and entered his room. Meanwhile, Mr. Bagas faithfully watches his students who are carrying out the punishment. After 30 minutes the sentence was over and they returned to their respective classes. Follow the teaching activities back.

At 13:00 WIB.

The school bell rings.

"Sin, do you want to go home or do you want to play?" amartha asked Sinta, while putting the book in the bag. Sinta was silent for a moment.

"Hmmm ... I went straight home, Ta ... my boyfriend bang Fendy can't I run out of school, at 3 pm I also have private lessons, where do you want to play? your mom didn't pick you up?" Sinta asked back.

"Yes .. I said I want to work this group" said Amartha.

"The lie of sin knows, it must be a new punishment to know taste! hahaha," Sinta even giggles rich kuntilanak

"That's a really nice mouth, by the way there's no brakes, huh..." Amartha was shaking her lips.

"What the hell is that?" ask Sinta.

"Absolutely dudul! that's not okay, already ah, I want to go to the cafe first, I stay? dada.." said Amartha while waving his hand at Sinta.

Amartha quickly got up and went to the cafe in front of the school. O Allah, Gustiii, when was there still a cafe? Husst diem, this was before leptops. Yes in this era there is already a leptop but it is still a luxury item and only kayah people have. Children from simple families like Amartha where have so-called hape goods are still brand N**ia . He doesn't have many friends. Just have friends share stories and share cheats. In addition to the money that fits his brain is also fitting. Complete already.

"What room is empty?" amartha asked the cafe keeper.

"How long do I check the deck, hmm, room 10 huh, how many hours?"

"OK, 2 hours later" Amartha raised his index and middle fingers of his right hand to form the letter V.

Amartha then immediately headed to room 10 as the cafe guard said. Amartha often came here but never asked the name of the guard. He said there was a button. In contrast to chatty love, tends to be easy to get along with and many have a crush.

The girl went into the room and sat facing the PC. Log in first do not forget and time began to run.

"Oh yeah, I forgot that I didn't text my mama to not pick me up to school, let me ngojek ajah," muttered Amartha.

Amartha was the only daughter so every day she picked up her mother using a butut motorbike whose smoke made a vehicle behind her. His voice was also making a frenzy and ill-fated even though he was escorted to school on a motorcycle but he was often stamped because the motorbike butut often broke down and automatically he came to school when the gate was closed, and punishment is no longer waived.

💌Mah, I again mergerjain duty at the cafe back home in the afternoon, do not have to pick up, I went home to take ojek aja...

Not long there is a 'ting' sound indicating there is an incoming message.

💌 Who is the same? yes already carefully go home, run the task straight home do not stop by, already class 3 High School do not mostly play...

💌 Alone, yes ready boss!

Amartha put the hape into her purple bag. Then he started surfing in cyberspace. While looking for reference material for historical assignments, occasionally he saw a social media account.It turns out there had just been a friend request and he clicked on the person's personal information.

Kenan?I've seen people, but where? yes, I accept it

Kling chat sounds from his mendsos account.

💬Down : Hi

💬Amartha : Hi too.

💬Penant : Thanks already in Accept.

💬Amartha: yes.

💬Kenan: I'm Kenan greetings yes.

💬Amartha: I am Amartha, greetings know too.

💬Kenan : I think we are one SMA deh. You went to Pelita Bangsa High School, right?

💬Amartha: How do you know?

💬Kenan: see in your profile.

💬Martha: oh.

💬Kenan : Irit very much answered.

Kenan reviewed his smile and was intrigued by the figure of the cute girl. Without hesitation Kenan opened the girl's profile and looked at the photos uploaded there. It's pretty!

Feeling nothing interesting, Amartha then closed the chat column and continued searching for the task of Mr. Jono the history teacher.

after the task was completed he immediately paid to the cafe guards. Then, he got out of the building and boarded an ojek to get home immediately.