The Mystery of Old Books
Salting (1)

Ila turned her head, then shouted something in front of the person's face.

"Yep, Kepo!"

Rizal threw his face away, he snorted in annoyance.

"Yes, don't yell!"

"Who's fault! why kepo?"

Ila breezed away leaving Rizal who was upset because of his own actions.

*****

The weather is not too sunny today. The clouds that gathered made the sky become cloudy.

But the atmosphere does not prevent the students/i to do morning activities while marching.

Ila was focused on standing in the front row. That he did so that he could hear the information given by the teacher clearly.

The coach was speaking in front, he

provide important information to students.

Today Ila's eyes cannot be invited to compromise. Plus he was tired of hearing the long explanation of the teacher.

Ila looked at Akbar from afar. But it ended up being embarrassed and salting for Ila.

Akbar was talking to Zaki, a friend beside him.

"Bar, look at that! it seems like the prima donna of this school is looking at elho," whispered Zaki.

"Huh?"

Zaki pointed at Ila who was still looking at Akbar.

2 The man saw Ila looking at them.

"Astaghfirullaahal'azim, you Zaki!" inner Ila was upset.

He threw his face the other way, to avoid the handsome guys.

About they had not seen Ila again, he looked back at Akbar, but this was another matter.

From then on, Akbar continued to look at Ila. His lips smiled behind the mask. He looked at Ila calmly but with a different meaning.

"Oh my god, how am I salting?" said Ila in a heart whose face had been flushed red because of shame had been tepergok staring at Akbar unnaturally.

Akbar smiled, he liked Ila's face because of her actions. Although wearing a mask, but the smile was seen from his narrowed eyes.

"Basic Akbar! yesterday Rendra is now him!" illa Ompat.

this idol of the Adam people again saw Akbar. As if knowing, Akbar immediately welcomed Ila's gaze. They do eyes contact 3 seconds. Then no matter who taught, Akbar up and down his eyebrows that made Ila's face blush and become more salting.

"Why look at me? handsome? I know, though,"

akbar said with his narcissism.

The face that was embarrassed was replaced with bulging eyes. What Akbar said is true.

"Let's just, I don't care,"

"Geely, you want to reverse Hanny?"

"Now we don't talk about the girl anymore, don't talk!"

"The dry season is not over and the rainy season has not come, but you suddenly see me not clear?"

"Lo handsome," praised Ila directly.

Now, Akbarlah who pushed because of the praise made by Ila.

"Now know lo?"

"Yes, you're handsome, aka big-talk,"

"Bahahahahah*..."

Ila's sneer made Akbar sigh in anger.

"*Nih son can mengeprank me,"

"Gue denger kali,"

"Hehehe... Do you see me?"

"Who else has seen it? not what I see now,"

"Continue?"

"His grandson Adam's son,"

"Yes temen lholah bodat,"

"Owh, tell me about the cake from earlier!"

"You know,"

"Eip, eip chat do not invite, wow what is it? there's also Ila?"

"Ha'a, welcome back bang Erik!"

"Basic adek lucnut lo, Erik lo call brother, I'll call you name aja*,"

Seriate...

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