
"Hey, Mikko. Tumben's in front of the IPA class? Waiting for me, huh?" ask Nurul flirtatious. He walked in a daze toward the guy leaning on the school's porch pole, playing his withered bangs.
"Hey, you are an IPS child, not an IPA," said Dewi.
Mikko simply glared as she opened the pages of the book she had been holding since earlier. He is lazy to deal with female demons like Nurul and his conspirators.
"Rapi very much his writing. Diligent as well he noted the lesson," Mikko commented inwardly.
"So, my dear sok selling expensive, deh," said Nurul again. But Mikko remained unmoved.
"Hahaha. kasian.
"Hishe... What's fried noodles here?" sindir Nurul's.
"Hey, don't talk like that. It's the same with Bully. Body shaming," Mikko protested. Welcomed with an upset face Nurul, who did not accept the reprimand of the handsome Korean idol.
"Hey, solo princess. Where the hell is it? You forgot my promise, huh?" continued the handsome man bloody Manado.
"You looking for me?" rania was confused. He had just finished handing out the cake that Qiandra had bought earlier.
"Yes. You said last night that half your life was with me. Did you forget it this morning?" nagging Mikko.
"Will*! It turns out that it was true that last night Rania and Mikko were chatting with each other" Alvi said.
*Ommo (Korea) : Oh my goodness.
"Hey, not be-"
"Yeah, come with me to the back of the biology lab." Mikko pulled on Rania's sleeves which were still gawking in confusion.
"Cieeeee... The other one bloomed." said Anjani and Alvi simultaneously.
"What the fuck? Since when are they close? Qiandra, move dong. You have a crush on Mikko too" Nurul said.
"Isa... Just leave it." Qiandra went into the classroom.
Although his heart was hot to see Mikko and Rania close, there was something more he was thinking about at the moment. How can Rania know exactly about her personal activities?
The summer show is still a secret. And only certain people know.
...πΊπΊπΊπΊπΊ...
Behind a really lush biology lab and lots of mosquitoes. The two different types of teenagers were standing face to face. Rania who was nervous earlier, so failed to baper deh, due to a mosquito attack that craze.
"Now, your book," Mikko said.
"Oh... Physics book? Oh gosh. I completely forgot," said Rania.
"I've been holding this book... When you don't notice, anyway? You should know, I'm the laziest dealing with girls in school" Mikko protested.
"Yes, deh. Excuse me. But thank you, yes," replied Rania.
"Then, there are two things I will say. Remember well, yes."
"What's that?" rania asked a little worried. His face suddenly became serious.
"First, don't tell them if you work at my house. Second, don't tell them my phone number" Mikko said firmly.
"Well, Ndoro." replied Rania. He had guessed, if no one knew if he worked at Mikko's house. His friends only know how much he works as ART, but they never discuss Mikko's daily life.
"It's not getting weird, is it? If friends on know if we are close, but should not be known the real reason. They must be thinking that's not it," Rania's inner.
"Yes... Iga Penetet Restaurant, right? I'm not gonna run away. But the cheapest menu, yes," bargained Rania.
"Hmmm... I don't promise." Mikko smiled mischievously and left Rania who was about to explode so upset.
...πΊπΊπΊπΊπΊ...
In XI class IPA 1 which is never peaceful and serene. Especially if the teacher has not come as he is today.
"Cieee... Why are you behind the biology lab? Not the abis of flower picking that is blooming, right? Or a shy smile in a Korean drama?" alvi heboh.
"Well, Mikko again PDKT with Rania, huh? The warmest news," said his other classmates.
"No, it's true. They think nothing because they don't know the truth. A Korean drama scene with Mikko? Huh, dream time? There's a scene of kidnapping in a mafia film" Rania murmured inwardly.
Rania's gaze turned to table number three from the front, the owner looks a lot like an unpaid employee. He is Rania's arch-enemy. Yeah, who else if not the honorable Miss Qiandra?
Since they knew each other in the modeling world, the two beautiful women never got along. Like two cats that sharpen their nails, they always fight and scratch each other.
Not only in the world of modeling, but in the number of fans, the model of clothing hits, the number of hours of flying, until now in the world of academics and hot boys. They both seem to never stop being the best.
However, now Qiandra won some of those categories very easily. The blonde girl enjoys the hard work of Rania, because they switch places.
"Did Qiandra really-brnar not remember how her past was before exchanging with me? Or is he just pretending to forget?" rania murmured in the heart.
Rania could not guess the answer. He has to dig deeper into the information.
...πΊπΊπΊπΊπΊ...
"Hello, Miss. Is there a precarious situation?"
"No one, Felix. I just want you to investigate Rania Putri, my schoolmate. Find out her background. And find out, too, is he related to our people? Either directly or through someone else," Qiandra told Felix by phone.
"Good, Miss. I'll do it" Felix replied.
Felix was a confidant of his parents. He is the main bodyguard, as well as the IT security team at home and their company.
The intelligent man of MIT graduates and the holder of the Black belt of karate and taekwondo was paid handsomely by Geffie Austeen, Qiandra's father, to protect their family from various threats.
"Huhhhhhhhhhhh... Hopefully he can be trusted" said Qiandra Lirih.
His heart was really agitated. Rania, a child who was once just a rival in terms of academics and guys, why has she suddenly become obsessed with her family? What purpose?
Meanwhile behind the bookshelf where Qiandra was standing, a girl crouched down while sneaking away from the dangerous place.
"Why did Qindra get Felix to investigate me? Does that mean he really doesn't remember our past? If it's like this, it's going to be harder for us to get back to where we were" Rania thought.
The girl was accidentally there. He was busy looking for a traditional cake recipe book when he heard Qiandra call. But he was forced to postpone his activities, for the safety of his life and his pride.
Swindle!
"Eh, is this soft? Does it smell like a stranger?" rania Gumam. His shoes were like stepping on something strange.
"Heikkks... Is this cat shit? Whose cat made the library a toile?" pekik Rania in heart. He walked to the toilet. His stomach was nauseous smelling an unpleasant smell from his shoes. Damn it this afternoon?
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