The Gang'S
Identity Their
The rhythmic thump coloring me at this moment. I walked with a step that stomped my feet to the rhythm of the music on my headphones.
The song I played was not from the equator, but from ginseng country. Where K-Pop songs really get into my ears.
Until a clap can surprise me. I turned to the right, looking at Alya's very distinctive face with her grin. I put on a lethargic face while opening the headphones attached to both of my ears.
“Can not greetings first cake, call the name of the cake, what cake is it, do not play shoulder, my heart is over!” my scolding this morning, that girl named Alya doesn't care about my nagging that is considered nonsense by her.
“New so doang Can, your heart time is immediately oversized,” great-grandson Alya who makes me turn the eyeball lazy. Alya and I continued walking while chatting.
“Take it, people see the Omerox Zaveniera Partinera Bala-ja I immediately over his heart,” reply me to Alya who makes the girl even laugh until the sound ngik-ngik.
“Si anjir, astaghfirullah, oh my God, why do I have such a friend of Amazon jellyfish anyway!” alya who was still laughing crisply.
“Kok me jellyfish Amazon anyway!” my protest.
“Lu what do you want?” ask Alya. “Yes do not jellyfish, jellyfish mah letoy, look for a keker rada that, for example Persian worms,” I replied.
“That's me from rada-rada.” Alya gave up because she was laughing endlessly, just because of me.
I was confused where my fault was, why everyone was always upset, anxious, to the point that they gave up on their own.
Alya and I entered the classroom, we both sat in our seats. Until Tara approached my desk.
“Can.” Tara opened a chat to put her seat near the table where I sat.
“Naon? Maneh arek naon?” I looked at Tara with many questions.
“SANTAI DONG! NGEGAS MULU NIH SON!” tara's nagging that made me giggle.
“It's so doang aja gambek, later I'm more fond of you, mwuahhh.” I pressed my lips forward like I wanted to kiss Tara. However, Tara swiftly covered my mouth with her left hand.
“NAJONG CAN!” Tara shuddered in horror, while I immediately brushed her hand from my mouth.
“Do not smell sambel njir! Where does it matter again.” I rubbed the lips on Tara's hand, the smell of the sauce coming all the way to the end of my smell.
Tara put her hand closer to the nose that she immediately patted from her nose, she looked at me then displayed her grin, “Iya smelled of sambel terasi, he said, forgot earlier Mak I made sambel onion plus 30 cayenne satan to be made extra breakfast.”
I looked at Tara's face with a flat and annoyed expression, “Si anjir, astaghfirullah, right, I got rough because of you!”
“Ish yes mangap aelah,” said Tara. “Eh Can, ngemeng I have dapet info is a guy,” continued Tara who shared information about the guys in question is a group of dance guys at that time.
“Owh yes, how about? What class are they? What is his name then? What is Medsos?” Manydu.
“Proposy anjir!” Tara clucked while showing her phone containing a message from someone who gave her complete information.
Dodol Garut's
What you mean is probably the CaPaMud Gang. You see they like to dance too kayak you guys, continue also members the same as you call, there are six seeds.
Want to go to Apain Tar? Don't-don't you have a crush huh? Ngaku!
Btw later your class will be my besan if you really do the same Sandi. AAAAAA I WAIT FOR TAR.
Tara Cute's
No, not anjir!
Gosah freak you!
I'm looking for their profile cake!
Dodol Garut's
[Sandi, Rio, Reyga, Rendi, Bara, Same Son] They are XI class IPS 2 same class I am this tamvan.
[Send picture]
His Medsos account find ae by @CaPaMud.Official
Tara Cute's
Well gini dong from earlier cake.
Thank you, Dol.
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Tara showed some of her messages with Dodol Garut, who was her real name. It's just that from the message sent by Tara's friend it's very interesting to me.
“Tar, share the photo to me,” my door is directly done by Tara. Tara posted photos and their social media accounts.
Devi approached Alya, along with Via who had just entered the classroom and took a seat in his position, which was next to me.
“Again on what?” asked Via who put his bag on my front desk.
“Nih we already got info,” said I who showed photos and social media accounts to all of them.”
Devi said, “Nice guys! We're easy to meet them.” Alya nodded.
“Tomorrow or abis home we meet them?” alya asked me and my three other friends.
“Let me alone, I want to use a strategy for their deketin. Later if you already have the courage to agree, you go forward together, how?” ask my four friends.
“If I am okay,” said Tara. “Lagian males really met a guy from the eleventh class of IPS,” he continued.
“Lah it was you guys from class eleven IPS, bjir!” I got anxious and grabbed Tara's head.
“Sick woi!” peekit Tara's. “Yes if he is different, Doni was from the same orok maen me, his house is also neighbor,” said Tara who I nodded with his expression of melancholy.
“Ekhem.” Alya cleared her throat, making Tara look straight at Alya. “Ape you Ya?” tara asked with a fierce expression.
“Ih ... uh, what dah, people again drag his throat,” said Alya who also looked at Tara with a soft face but serious snobs.
“Bikes bat your guy, ARGHHH!” Tara stomped her feet and passed away going to the bench.
Making Devi unable to hold back her laughter, me and Alya were the same. While Via just smiled at the behavior of his friends like me who super nauzubillah.
“TARA WANTED DONI!” squealing one of the classmates named Greta, her crisp voice makes the whole class know if Tara has been sought after Doni, a boy friend of IPS who is me and three other friends ecengi Tara.
Tara got up looking intently at us, then her two fingers pierced her eyes, and showed them to me and my three other friends.
I couldn't help but laugh, while the master who made me laugh came straight to Doni, where the tall, bespectacled man was standing.
“ALYA, LO ALSO SEARCHED TUH, SAME MANG BUDI!” I deliberately amplified the sound to smear Tara. However, Tara only showed her fist towards me.
Tara replied to me by forming an inaudible mutter and could only be translated by me, “Awas lu!” Maybe it's like that.
I giggled and fell silent, while the other three of my friends could only help but laugh. The three of them were afraid, just in case Tara got angry, and instead inhabited us for days. Because Tara's pretty hard to persuade back.