The Love Equations
TLE09
Zahira walked along the corridor when someone patted her on the shoulder and called her name.
“Luhan?” Zahira's surprised.
“Kangen not the same me?” goda.
“Apaan? No yes!”
“If I miss the same thing how?” chirps Luhan. Zahira cleared her throat giving a flat face with her hands clenched.
“Canda ciss” Luhan forms the letter V in her diary while smiling sweetly.
“Emang lo seriously do not miss me, 3 days elo not meet me. There are no sweet words for nyapa cogan electric as I this” cibir Luhan.
“Emang lo who am I?” Zahira looked back at Luhan.
“We're down!” answer Luhan clumsily
“Udah mending lo far same me!! if the faculty children are fanatical fans lo see I can be attacked, right lo artist. So I think you go so far anywayan nih ya. I do not understand suddenly aja lo so deket same me because of the incident of that time” cecar Zahira.
“Ohh.. What do you want my Modusin Ya?” continued.
Sontak Luhan coughed at Zahira “Eh.
“Keep max talk lo dikafetria that time what?” ask Zahira.
“Kapan” replied luhan pretending not to bite.
Zahira smiled grinning “Udah is anyways if you still want you will definitely pretend –pura not want exactly the same as your current behavior. Mending elo unplug there this is not the faculty of IT children but physics children!” his lips.
“Gue unplug. I'd like to meet you again, not the same lo!” luhan said passing away that Zahira replied with his typical contempt with an incomprehensible look.
**
Zahira entered the class, not long after Ragil also stepped into the class. All the students stood up and greeted their Asdos.
“Morning pak” said Anya then followed the whole class.
Over there Zahira put on his sour face and did not come to say hello.
“Just open your book” Ragil's edict which is directly carried out by all students.
KBM runs conducive to being seen they all pay attention to Ragil who explains the material until it does not feel that KBM activities have been completed.
All the students in the class took turns to tell Zahira and Ragil in the class.
Zahira approached Ragil who was sitting at the lecturer's desk, he hit the table so that his voice sounded loud, Ragil looked up at Zahira who looked upset.
“What's up?” ask Ragil
“Yesterday why not dateng? I told you to make it come!” search Zahira with a tone of speech riding a dance.
“Gak! You are angry!! Because I was not honest because the task was then” said Zahira guessed.
“Partially why am I angry? It's up to you to tell me if I don't care. If you think of your words I am only your Private Teacher should be my duty to help you with the task, not to go to the material” he replied while putting the book in the bag.
“That's right you're still angry. Because yesterday Okay sorry me. I know I'm wrong I shouldn't say elo, if only I'd heard your talk. Do you want to come back to me? I'm weak in physics. Yes next time will not lie”ucap Zahira while pulling both ears.
“Lah,, just realized you are weak in physics!” goda Ragil smiled thinly and then replied Zahira with a frown.
“I'm kidding, I'm sorry you. Yesterday I was busy not angry with you. Later I come to” Ragil continued.
“So need to send my activity schedule? Kan lo time it begu” asked Zahira
“Not need” reject Ragil.
“Why? How long will you wait?” search Zahira.
“kan me waiting for his wear feelings. Later I forecast our bond, emang dilan aja pinter ngeramal?” ragil Goda
Zahira shudder “Modus! I don't have a bond with Lo”
“What do you think we have? It is the bond between teacher and student. You were the one who misinterpreted” explained Ragil while grimacing towards zahira made him red blushing in shame.
“who knows? How to talk about it like that!” decak Zahira passes out of class leaving Ragil alone.
“Yah mengambek :(” Ragil murmur in heart.
**
The mobile vibration diverts Zahira's eating activities. He looked for the phone in the blue bag.
"Hello?" said it.
"....."
"Really, when?" Zahira seemed excited, while putting a mouthful of fried rice into his mouth.
"....."
"Okay, I'm gas!" Zahira ran away from her eating activities and immediately she took the car keys from the drawer.
"Eca, I'm out. Don't forget to close the door!" zahira shouted at Zareca in the room.
After a few minutes of travel, he arrived at the destination. Zahira rushed out and ran into the airport.
He headed for the place of arrival (Arrival), Zahira circulated his direction of view looking for a figure he really wanted to meet.
Zahira rounded her eyes from the ignorance of the person she was looking for. Zahira looked at the old man, the man with his partner was chatting. The man looked slick with a good posture, a hand holding a cell phone, white skin and glasses attached to his eyes.