The Story of Two Romances in High School
Chapter 3 - About Gajah Mada

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Bu Ayu pushed Gala to a chair. The woman was clearly more domineering. Given that Bu Ayu is more experienced in such matters.

Gala doesn't like it. He hated being so dominated. When Bu Ayu wanted to give another touch, Gala hurriedly stood up.

"I'm going to be back again, Mom. Maybe next time we continue," Gala said as she rubbed her lips.

"Why? Don't take this kind of responsibility. Not good," responded Bu Ayu.

"Bu Ayu is beautiful. I'm sure there's a lot of guys out there who like it." Gala immediately stepped towards the door. It was then that he caught his reflection in the mirror near the door. Gala noticed that her lips looked smudged with Bu Ayu's lipstick.

"Damn!" Gala turned around to take a tissue. But Bu Ayu thought the guy changed his mind and wanted to continue with the one. Slowly the woman's hand coiled to Gala's hip.

"Mending Mom wash her lips. If any other teacher sees what?" Gala took off Bu Ayu's embrace. Then he handed the tissue to the teacher. Next he immediately moved from the BK room.

Gala stepped over while covering her lips. He went into the toilet. Ascertaining whether Bu Ayu's lipstick is still stuck in her mouth.

"The worse! Is the lipstick made of paint or what? It's hard to get rid of" Gala lamented. He uses water to wash his mouth.

Along with that, a guy goes into the toilet. It turns out he is Reyan. Gala instantly gave a cynical look.

Reyan did not care and immediately approached the pee. Silence enveloped the atmosphere. Until finally Reyan washed his hands to the sink next to Gala.

"Gift!" Reyan chuckled at Gala who was still having trouble removing the lipstick on her lips.

"What?!" timpal Gala while barking eyes.

"Which girl this time makes your lips like a clown" Reyan commented.

"Don't you care? Are you my friend?" balas Gala's.

"I'm just looking at you." Reyan just left. He spoke as if Gala was doing something bad.

"Sok holy!" tukas Gala's. Just before Reyan actually left.

Reyan is back in class. He had to do a presentation in front of the class in History lessons.

Reyan's group was caught talking about Majapahit's heyday. There was a pretty heated discussion in class. All because it discusses the figure of Gajah Mada.

"As a group discussing this you should know when the birth and death of Gajah Mada. Remember guys! If Gajah Mada did not exist, Indonesia would not be a country of this magnitude! That one language will not exist!" exclamation Dirga. He was Reyan's toughest rival in class. He's not as smart as Reyan. But he is very good at talking and talking. If the demo is held, Dirga may be the leader in charge of voting. Holding toa and shouting about justice.

"I'm sorry, Dir. The written history only knows the year of birth and death of Gajah Mada only. He was born in 1290 and died in 1364." Reyan answered questions from Dirga.

"just that? Is it not told how Gajah Mada died? Nothing at all? How could this not be written in the history of Indonesia? Strange," Dirga commented.

"History is like Math, Dir. The result cannot be eelak. Regarding incomplete puzzle pieces, it may be intentional. I was thinking, maybe how Gajah Mada died agreed to be kept secret by the ancients. Remembering him is the most meritorious figure for Indonesia." Reyan gave his assumption from the perspective of the youth of today.

"That's great. I really like the topic you are discussing. Reyan answered very well. That possibility could exist. But one thing is certain. Technology was very minimal in the past. So to document everything in detail would be difficult. That's Mom's answer to your curiosity. As for how Gajah Mada died, let it remain a secret. But one thing you should remember. He is our hero. Understood?" Bu Rida explained at length. The entire disciple immediately answered the word understand simultaneously. Reyan and his group's presentation ended when the second break bell rang.

Reyan and his group mates are busy tidying up books. They help each other.

"Gue doesn't know what the fate of this group is if there is no lo" said Nisa. One of Reyan's group friends.

"You lebay! If there is no me, you can still answer" Reyan said.

"Jawab answered. But it won't be as detailed as you. We can only find answers by reading a book." Fadi raised his voice.

"Rey! Let's go to the cafeteria!" exciting Erman. He was my friend Reyan. He became Reyan's closest friend at school. But Erman can also be called a friend of burden. How not? He always cheated on Reyan whenever there was an assignment.

"No, Er. I'm going to this break perpus" Reyan refused.

"Ah, no fun." Erman had to go to the cafeteria by himself.

After putting the book in the bag, Reyan went straight to the library. Because of the discussion about History earlier, he became curious. Reyan wants to know more about Indonesian history.

That's the thinking of smart people. He was curious. The curiosity made his intelligence grow.

While busy reading a book, a girl suddenly sits in front of Reyan. He is none other than Nindy. The girl greeted with a smile. Reyan smiled to respond.

"So you like to study history?" chirps Nindy.

"Questions, '" Reyan answered briefly.

Nindy pulled Reyan's book. Look at the theme of what the guy is reading.

"War of Bubat" said Nindy read the passage Reyan happened to read.

"Yes." Yeah." Reyan smiled wryly. Actually he was annoyed by Nindy's presence. The thing he liked most in the library was the calmness. But that sense of calm becomes non-existent when distractions come along.

To be honest, this is not the first time Reyan has been distracted. Considering he's a guy who targets many students in school. So the girl who tried to approach him came to change. But until now Reyan is still reluctant to date. Even when he was already interested in Arini.

"Gue knew it was a war breakup. The war was only due to misunderstanding. A war that shouldn't have happened" Nindy said.

"Yes, the war even destroyed Gajah Mada's self-esteem" Reyan responded. He knows Nindy. His toughest rival in winning the general championship. No wonder Nindy knows as much science as she does.

"The dignity of everyone involved in the war. I cried when I read about this story. Very heartbreaking" commented Nindy. Now he's certainly trying to get close to Reyan. Honestly, Reyan is the only guy Nindy wants to date seriously.

Reyan nodded. His attenuation was immediately aimed towards Arini who had just stepped into the library. He hung up for a moment.

"Rey, can I have your number?" ask Nindy. But Reyan ignored him because he was too focused on Arini.

Nindy immediately realized the direction of Reyan's gaze. He realized that the guy was interested in Arini.

"Lupain deh." Nindy chooses to leave, and Reyan still doesn't care about her.

Nindy grunts rudely. It wasn't actually the first time she tried to get close to Reyan. None of his experiments worked. Rey always tries to ignore him. Even when talking about interesting topics.

Nindy goes to the back of school to relieve stress. He came to where his cigarette pack was hidden. Unfortunately Nindy's cigarette supply has run out.

Coinciding with that, Gala appeared. The guy lit a cigarette. Nindy's gaze immediately headed towards him.

"Lo's got no more?" asked Nindy while walking closer.

"There," replied Gala.

"Where?" Nindy opened her palms wide.

"In Indo April a lot" said Gala while chuckling. He was deliberately playing Nindy.

Nindy's tongue clucked in annoyance. He immediately checked the pockets of Gala's pants one by one. I want to find another cigarette.

"Eh, uh! Dare to touch me!" timpal Gala does not accept.