THE NEXT GOOD BOYS

THE NEXT GOOD BOYS
Not recognizing each other


In the afternoon, Gandi was hanging out with his friends Evan, Reza and Eric at the fourth place, deliberately Arga made a special place for the prince and his old friends to stay there every gathering to play and not in a place that Arga can not monitor, he said, the place is complete with all the games of young people, where at that time Gandi was seventeen years old and had to get special attention from Arga, so as not to get wrong in hanging out.


Suddenly his phone rang, immediately Gandi took it, observing people who were trying to call him.


"Om Abiyasa? after not seeing her for so long, why my phone?" Say in Gandi's heart, because after graduation and the last dinner, every event, Gandhi prefers to be at home and not participate.


"Sssst..be quiet before you all..." Said Gandi just after he was about to raise his call.


"Hello om...tumben phone Gandi, what's up?" Said Gandi as he received his call.


"Oh...this is Gand...om would like to ask for help...but before you already have a SIM or a car driving license yet?" Ask Abiyasa to Gandi.


"What's wrong om...what's wrong?" Ask Gandi again.


"Om going to ask for help, can you not pick up Keyra at school? he was in the hospital, and the situation was not good Gand, if I asked the driver to pick him up, Keyra would have told him quickly and rushed on, and kept on rushing, if you pick it up, it won't." Abiyasa said in a slightly panicked tone, Gandi thought something would happen to Ima Keyra, and Gandi remembered very well, Keyra loved his oman.


"Okay om, I'll pick up Keyra, I'll send her address.I'm leaving now." Said Gandi again who really mean it.


"Bro, I live first yes, do not know for long, and Za if I ask, say again get a mission from om Abiyasa." Said Gandi to his three best friends, and of course to Reza, because Gandi knew, every time he was late home, always his mother and father asked Reza first.


"Where are you going Gand?" Ask Reza to her best friend.


"You're out of Za, not long, at least three days of travel." Said Gandi again who had hunted away.


"Who are you using?" Reza asked again when he knew Gandi's car was being treated at his usual place.


"My car is." Said Gandi again while wearing his levis jacket and left his friends.


"Why are you astonished! he's got two cute cars, which goes to the salon ma gift from his bokap, which he used earlier that from his grandfather knows!" Eric's nerocos is the most understanding of all.


Halfway through the trip, Gandi got an address from Abiyasa om, immediately he headed to the expiry.


Up to three hours of non-stop travel, he finally reached Keyra High School.


Gandi parked his car right at the school exit, long enough he stood outside his car, leaning in front of his bumper.


"Keyra...!" Said Gandi while trying to turn the body of the girl in front of him to face him.


"Yes..who are you? I'm cecil, not Keyra." Said the girl who was about to leave her face.


"I'm sorry..Know the girl who goes to school here by the name of Keyra isn't?" Ask Gandy to the girl.


"Ouh.si Keyra.iya yes know.he is in his dorm, samperin aja there, his dormitory across the building tuh." Said the girl and left her face.


Finally, Gandi immediately headed to the place where the girl he met earlier.


There looked quiet, quiet that afternoon, then Gandi towards the hostel mother, he reported that he would meet Keyra because of the man from the girl's father, until the hostel mother finally called him by phone, and told Gandi to wait for him.


Gandi paced back and forth in front of the female dormitory, and Keyra who was still from the outside with her theme to do the task and would just enter the dormitory, until he walked slowly as he passed the handsome guy who was outside the dorm door, the eyes of the two had met for a while, but Keyra and his slightly fat theme just passed by, the two did not remember each other, but Gandi remembered the key chain that hung on the bag that the fat man was carrying earlier, but Godi remembered, next to the slim.


"Akh...cook that Keyra? why is his body getting bigger? uh just wait, let the hostel mom call, surely she's surprised to see me, anyway I'm still angry with her." Gandi said in his heart.


"Well, is that Gandhi? why is he getting better? I must be wrong..ngapain Gandi is here?" Keyra said in his heart.


But arrived...


"Keyra.ada the nyariin tuh..." Shouted the Dorm mother to the two girls who had just passed Gandi just now, when Gandi was reluctant to turn around, he was a little awkward to meet Keyra, not because Keyra was getting fatter, not because Keyra was getting fatter, but it has been long enough for Keyra without cause to block his phone number, and did not want to call him back, but until that moment, Gandi number is still the same, and even if with the shape of the body Keyra, Gandhi was no problem at all.


"Hi...are you waiting for me? wanna see me? what's wrong with me?" Keyra asked Gandi from behind him, and at that moment Gandi immediately turned to look at the girl behind him, suddenly his eyes widened and his mouth gaping.


"Loh..kok...have that Keyra? eh...this was the bag that the girl was carrying? how is it you?" Said Gandi while staring at the fat girl who was talking with the dorm mother who did not come closer to Gandi.


Now in front of Gandi there is only a beautiful girl with the perfect posture like a Spanish guitar, with long hair as waist.


"Ouh..tadi because I brought a lot of food, so my friend brought my bag, have we met?" Ask Keyra who really pangling with the perfect shape of Gandi's face after two more years did not meet, what else is true Gandi did not recognize Keyra at that time.


"I gave you that keychain!" Gandi's dense short speech at that time, after seeing the doraemon keychain in the Keyra bag zipper.


"And I found this girl who loves me!" Said Gandi again while lifting his fingers there are the same key chain, hanging on the car keys, to immediately make Keyra's eyes wide in disbelief, he said, with a gaping mouth that he immediately smothered her with his own palm.