The Married With Teacher
Ghea Fainted

The break bell has rung. All the students closed their notebooks and put them back in their bags.

Ocy who was still sitting in his chair while playing a mobile phone after entering his book. Inadvertently his gaze found Reza the head of OSIS still sitting with his face down.

"Rez, didn't you just drop out of class?" Because usually when the bell rings, Reza will immediately leave the class with the aim of the canteen.

"For my sloth," replied Reza still with his position. Then Ocy came up to him and sat down on the man's side seat.

He looked at Reza's shabby and uninspired face. "Lo why?" tanyanya. "illness?" Uh, Ocy's very attentive to Reza.

Of course, because honestly the girl had admired the figure of the chairman of OSIS.

"No." Reza answered indifferently. Then he turned his seat half-sloped towards Ocy. "Gue wants it to be the same lo," he said, to which he answered in astonishment from Ocy. "Ghea" said Reza.

"Why Ghea?" Ocy asked to dispel her curiosity.

Doubtful to tell Ocy, Reza squinted both eyes with pursed lips.

"Oi." Yep." Ocy pats Reza on the shoulder, "Ghea why?"

"Gue .. l-"

"Rez, yok field, IPS kid again playing volley noh." Suddenly Reza's other friends enter the classroom. Making the two pairs of eyes that were there look at him.

"IPS boy?" Reza.

"Ghea's group is with Yura" he said excitedly. "Definitely exciting, men. Ck, let's go hunt!" While pulling both shoulders Reza. Leaving Ocy, who is upset with Reza's classmate

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The round-shaped object floated continuously into the air as hands from hands passed each other throwing. The position of Ghea in front makes the girl really feel her strength will be drained. Especially this afternoon the sun is so hot.

Ghea repeatedly wiped the sweat that poured out on his forehead, temple to his jaw with his short sleeves.

Yura's class which this afternoon became Ghea's team opponent made Ghea again clucked when Yura managed to score points.

Mr. Gery who this afternoon replaced the sports teacher who did not enter just observe on the side of the field. He did not change his clothes. The light gray shirt with black formal pants further made Mr. Gery's face bright. Especially when the light of the sun appears to graze his face. He stood on the airy side with both hands glaring at the chest.

Ghea until berated his teammate because Ghea could not hold the ball by passing it.

Team Yura was so annoying to Ghea. Until the time of throwing the ball was successful Ghea prevented, and at that time also Ghea team who scored points.

"Ck, you don't smile first, Yur, I was, tuh, deliberately caving first, let your energy all drain," said Ghea nyeleneh with a grin on his lips. But to be honest, it was Ghea's energy that had been drained because of the weather this afternoon. It feels like he wants to soak his body in the bathtub alone by soaking in the aroma of lemon which is very refreshing for him.

"Lo suck yeah, suck it, Ghe. Basically you can't play," replied Yura no less sharp than Ghea. Even very sharp from a razor.

"Lo if ngefans same I'm honest, Yur!"

Yura just curled her lips down while making a cut. Then Ghea unprepared in both hands, Yura who was then throwing the ball towards the opponent strongly, until the ball flew into the air very high. Until the ball lands and hits Ghea's face.

"Ghea!"

Ghea's head contant immediately pulsated feeling pain in the area of the base of his nose. At that instant Ghea fell flat on the field.

All his friends who were there immediately approached Ghea who was unconscious. Ghea fainted.

Then Mr. Gery ran. He broke through the crowd of children surrounding Ghea. Panic dong Pak Gery, to the point that his jaw is open with a ball of eyeballs. Not much to say, he crouched down with one knee resting.

But when Mr. Gery's hand will hold Ghea, another hand is also outstretched to carry the fainted girl.

Reza, who had just arrived at the field of Volly, was shocked. Why is there such a crowd? Her thought. Then he was stunned when he saw Ghea who was lying on the field.

The two manic eyes were staring at each other dislike. They looked at him with a sharp look.

"Sir, let's take Ghea to the infirmary!" The friend who became a team Ghea was aware of the gaze of Pak Gery and Reza who drew each other.

"Let me, sir," said Reza, holding a palm behind Ghea's neck and keeping the other hand under her knee. Reza lifted the body. Lead him to the closeness room.

Mr. Gery just gawked in place. He clenched both his hands stored on his sides with a hardened jaw. The children of the Anka are no longer crowded.

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