The Married With Dangerous Boy
17. Together working

The cold AC is as cold as tonight. Covering the awkwardness of groups of five English tasks. Lightning rain out there seems to support an increasingly gripping atmosphere.

No one denied when they became the fifth group. Because they are the last people who have not determined the group. So they had to be a group.

The group consists of Zafran, Alesha, Martha and Gavin. Given Zafran's always hostile attitude to Gavin, the two girls are not sure their group will succeed in completing the task in an intentional manner.

And sure enough, every time the meeting only Alesha and Martha were present.

Alesha decides to give each one a task. Tomorrow is the final gathering, fortunately Zafran and Gavin will come even by force.

"Gue and Martha are done, now it's your job."

"Done? When did you get it?" ask Zafran not to believe it.

"Yesterday."

Zafran. He handed Alesha his paper of duty. "If this is my job!"

Gavin glanced at Zafran. The guy had not yet written a single letter on his paper. He put the paper in front of Martha. "Either."

Alesha and Martha looked at each other. Alesha returned Zafran's paper. "No! You have to do it yourself."

Martha wanted to return Gavin's paper, but she didn't dare.

"What task is this?" ask Zafran who doesn't care about duty.

"English group tasks."

Zafran flicked his finger. "Well, that means you have to fight,"

Alesha hit Zafran's arm hard. "My shell? It's a group task, not an individual task. So it has to be done in a group."

"But you're done first,"

Alesha was silent for a moment. He blinked fast. "Gue's playing with Martha!"

"Whose group?"

"The four of you."

"Why do you know Martha Doang?"

"Your color is not coming Gavin. If we follow you, this task will not be completed!"

Zafran approached ahead of Alesha. The girl backed off. "Wives must obey husbands!" whispered.

Martha looked at Gavin. The guy focused on paying attention to the debate between Alesha and Zafran. Now the second position becomes a mosquito repellent.

Gavin glanced at Martha. The girl nodded, then turned her eyes the other way. Gavin stood up, he pulled Martha's hand to stand up.

"Where are you going?"

Gavin pointed towards the door with his chin. Martha held Gavin. "But the task is not yet finished,"

"Easy." Gavin has the same above average intelligence as Zafran, a task like this is very easy for them, in just five minutes it will definitely be completed.

And they both prefer to do the task in a short time. Tomorrow morning before the lesson begins.

Gavin pulled the girl a little strong until Martha finally stood up.

"It's not good to listen to other people." Said Gavin stepping away leaving Alesha and Zafran who were still debating the task.

They don't realize that Gavin and Martha left 10 minutes ago.

...***...

"Gue resigned can not value the task" said Martha lethargic. She went to class with Alesha.

"Just relax, whatever grades are important go up the class." Entertain Alesha embraces Martha's shoulder.

"Lo can relax, but I don't. Must be Papa I'm angry."

Alesha faded her smile. Papa Martha is known as an angry man. "Don't be sad dong, the important thing is we've tried our best."

Martha sat in front of Alesha's bench. Alesha sat at her desk. His gaze stared at the bewildered a paper hvs equipped with black ink.

Task of English Group Five.

Alesha hit Martha's shoulder a few times. "Martha!"

"What?"

Martha looked back. Alesha showed Martha the paper. Their eyes both shone when they found the paper.

"Sha's? Is this our job?" the girl snatched the paper from Alesha.

Martha read the writing carefully in her heart. The writing is very neat, in terms of explanation more clear, specific and orderly. Not like Alesha and Martha did before. Really very different.

"Who's playing?"

Alesha pressed her shoulders. "Gue don't know."

"Zafran?"

Alesha shook her head slowly. "Gue wasn't sure, but he left first this morning."

"Or maybe Gavin?" guess Martha.

"Gavin's? I'm not sure if Gavin, he rarely does individual work,"

"Yes too,"

"Bodo is very important, the task is narrow."

Alesha and Martha laughed out loud. The burden of their minds has diminished.

...***...

"Happy Lak, you've made it out of the stress phase" said Ferdi zooming into Laka's eyes.

"Gue ain't stess." Close the Ferdi camera. Ferdi clucked slowly.

"Isn't there a problem with abstract painting?"

"Who said?"

"My word," Ferdi pointed to himself.

Zafran pushed Ferdi's head slowly. "Sokay know!"

Ferdi stared at Zafran. "Your monkey!" he pointed the camera at Zafran.

Zafran and Laka laughed. It's always the behavior of Ferdi who wants to look wise but fails, making them a little forget their respective problems.

Laka sat down cross-legged. Zafran turned off his camera and sat down next to Laka.

"Abstract painting because I'm confused about what to paint, besides I only channel hobbies when free."

Ferdi ambushed sitting between Zafran and Laka. The two of them shifted their buttocks while giving a murderous look. While Ferdi just grin wide without sin.

"Where are you with Alesha?" tanya Laka switched the conversation.

"It's a habit, though,"

"Do you have the same feeling as him?"

Zafran spread his shoulders. "Gue don't know,"

Ferdi turned his head quickly towards Zafran. "No idea? Means not yet."

Zafran was silent.

"Btw, you must have touched him?" goda Ferdi blinked his eyes.

"Gue has also touched you," Zafran touched Ferdi's hand. The man shuddered in horror and then threw out Zafran's hand.

"Snurvy!"

Zafran and Laka chuckled.

"I mean relationship-" Ferdi's speech came to a halt.

"Not yet." Cut Zafran fast.

"Yet?" pekik Ferdi and Laka.

"Seriously lo?" surprised Ferdi can't believe it.

"My coat is the same lo, can be lust." The head-scarf. He patted Zafran on the shoulder several times.

Zafran let out a long breath. He knew what was on his two best friends' minds. But Zafran did not want to be a selfish husband. Alesha and herself are still in the approach. In a sense they must understand the nature of each partner.

And Zafran is in no hurry to do that either. Because he and Alesha are still in school. After all, Zafran did not want to force Alesha just because of lust.

Even though they are lawful and he may touch his wife, Zafran will not. Despite their arranged marriage, Zafran will try to open his heart and love Alesha with all his heart.

...***...

"Three-packed Chicken noodles, Bang!"

"okay."

Laka sat in the space provided. He is assigned to buy food by Ferdi for losing a basketball match with him. While waiting for an order of chicken noodles, he played cell phone.

"Laka?" someone called Laka's name. He also looked.

Laka surprised. "Alisha? Martha?"

"Lo what?" ask Martha ambiguous. It was obvious Laka was buying the same chicken noodles as her but it was still questionable.

"More to paint the Chicken."

Alesha held back her laughter. Martha pursed her lips.

"Isn't Zafran the same? Where's she?" Alesha searches for Zafran around the Chicken noodle stall. But the person sought does not exist.

"In the tree house." Answer Laka casually.

"Tree house? Is there?"

Laka nodded.

"Where?"

"Secret."

"Gue wants to go there too." Alesha said cutely as she pleaded with a teary look.

Laka's lips twitched when she saw Alesha's pretentious attitude to get her permission.

"Okay, I'm Zafran's permission first." Laka searches for Zafran's number but his phone is taken by Alesha.

"Don't, if you say that I won't get it. Mending you take us quietly." Alesha blinked her eyes many times. Martha who saw it resisted vomiting out of disgust.

Laka frowned. He breathed a long breath. After all if he forbids, Alesha will still force to come along.

"Bang, two chicken noodles wrapped!"

Alesha looked at Laka and smiled smirk. Laka's phone is still in her hand, if she doesn't grab Laka's phone, that guy will leave her. Alesha wiggled Laka's phone several times making the guy nod his head resignedly.

"Oke lo come along."

...***...