The Gang'S

The Gang'S
Requesting Solutions


The LorezQ gang gathered behind the school, including me there. Me and the four of them ate Mamang Yeye's lilok, the drink was only tea in a bottle.


I ate one by one the pegs that were put into my mouth, the pungent taste bursting into my senses.


“Where is it, Can? What's their answer?” tara asked me suddenly.


I looked at Tara, shaking my head, “Nggak.” The face that was spicy turned irritated and thought back to how to melt them.


“Kok can anyway?” ask Devi who's now sneaking. “Not nothing that refuses to enter our gang yah?” continued Devi.


“Know, their gang means arrogant,” Alya chirped.


“Maybe they don't know us yet,” said Via who joined this time.


“Maybe that too,” I replied in a soft voice. “What do I need to do with gais?” I continued to ask them.


Devi, Alya, Tara, and Via threw gazes at each other, either towards me or around. The look of confusion made me and the LorezQ gang stop the meal.


Alya suddenly said, “Gini aja deh, emang rada crazy idea, but try it first yekan?!” I looked at Alya curiously.


“So the idea is, we meet the five of them gang, invite battle dance, how?” I immediately opened my eyes.


The idea of Alya is not bad, I can try with all my friends. I nodded quickly, “Edi nice Al, later the winner can give any conditions, and make the loser have to follow what the winner will.”


“Ide woi!” hiss Alya who was just like the wind then.


“Gue agrees anyway,” says Tara.


“Same I did too,” said Devi.


“If you Vi?” ask on Via which is currently vertical tea in its bottle packaging.


When Via had finished drinking it, he looked at me, then without making a sound he nodded his head.


“Vi you have been filled with gasoline right after drinking tea, snacking only napa anyway,” said Alya who is anxious with Via attitude, where he is always irritable to talk.


“Irit,” replied Via who made Alya goiter half dead, visible from Alya's posture that was singing her lips and scapling.


I also want to not have to make a sound, “Udah napa aelah, do not be confused, mending noisilyin I aja.”


“Nazong Can,” chirped Alya. “Banyakin Istigfar lu, inget ajal is everywhere, do not look around the place,” continued Alya who gave his story advice.


“Ngapain dying everywhere, tuh, in the house in front of my alley, there is a martabak five bamboo shoots his name died, not anywhere, presumably there,” said Tara made Devi, me, I, and Via could not help but laugh.


Me, Devi, and Via were made to have stomach pains because Tara replied to Alya's words so innocently.


“A – J – A – L DEATH, WOI!” amuk Alya who makes the atmosphere more calm, me and my two friends laugh, watching Alya and Tara who are still fussing about such a trivial problem.


“Yes you should use the word death also dong earlier, you think my IQ class Einstein what? Who can guess the mind of an apple like you!” tara's scolding that does not accept Alya's rage.


“Dih you kok sewot, nih ya everywhere everyone must know what is death, indeed you, I say kemane, lu kemane, gaje bat si Bambang this one, I mean,” hiss Alya that makes Tara glare.


“Enak aja, my name is already good ye, Tara Grande, gosah play alternately so Bambang ye Rurudiyanah,” said Tara.


“Enak aja my name is not Rurudiyanah, but Rururari!” peekik Alya's.


“Rurari it's Turu Lali,” clear Alya which ends with his piety.


I shook my head, “WEDAN KABEH!”


“Lu yes same to both of them, I am the same Via is still normal,” said Devi.


“Lu same Dep, just crazy levels you still jaim-jaim it, cake wants to appear but shy.” My words made Devi snap her head, she said so that I quickly came to my senses.


“Udah napa anyway, tired, so laper again,” said Tara who again ate the chilled cilok, I also returned to eat the cilok until it runs out.


Do not forget to drink tea in bottles up to half a bottle, then return to the previous conversation.


“So you all have a fix yes?” ask me one more time, they all nodded. “Okay if so, tomorrow I talk to Sandi, you guys want to come or not?” I threw a question at my four friends.


“Cute!” devi shouted which was followed by all of them.


“Later tomorrow after school, we go to their classes,”, I said, which they embraced.


“There is no connection?” alya asked me, I remember a little bit one by one.


“There is the cake,” answered me who remembered their faces that scattered not clearly in my memory.


“Cowok mulu lo mah.” Tara rubbed Alya's face until the girl squealed loudly.


“TARA! IH BIKES REALLY SEH!” Alya stamped Tara's hand on her face.


Their behavior made me, Devi, and Via get free entertainment again. This is the state of our friendship, there is no sane. Once sane is when the exam, when the race, or when dealing with Via.


“ARGHHH ODOR PEEK FACE ME!” it was Alya's nagging that made me laugh more and more.


“Astaghfirullah smelly dong!” I laughed again, looking at Alya who was busy with a wry smell on her face.


He finished the tissue in his pocket until it was completely gone, I had no power to hold my stomach.


“My mules, ouch mules!” my screams were even disheveled by Alya. “Wc a lot of Can, gosah report,” said Alya who made me more chuckle.


“Ran I'm the same with you guys, the storm is mute, get along anyway, you guys are getting your brains tilted 30° later,” said Via which makes me and my three other friends quiet, and still, you know, listening to the joke of the son of pinter.


“Eeee monmaap Vi, I do not understand, my brain capacity is only 2 per 16 GB doang, so kinda how is it.” I scratched my head.


Alya nodded, “Gue also Vi, maap terribly, loading my brain is not as 5G you are.” Devi and Tara nodded.


“Gue 4G doang anyway,” said Devi.


“Gue 3G deh,” said Tara.


“WHAT-WHAT-YOU TAR, LU NETWORK E+!” it was Alya's strangulation that made Tara pinch and land smoothly on Alya's head.


“Gue not really egeb ya!” obviously Tara who makes the atmosphere more excited.


Alya answered him with swearing and swearing because the jarakan given by Tara made his headache.


I can only continue to laugh at the behavior of my friends who are very difficult to be sane one hundred percent, maybe they are not destined to be sane with me, but sane with duba-duba.