Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
25. Buly

“Halo, bro!?” Atep stood up from the chair welcoming Akhmar's arrival.

Akhmar did not move from the top of his bike after turning off the engine, he smiled at Atep.

“Which knuckle?” asked Akhmar who at a glance spread his gaze and did not find Bajul.

“Home,” replied Enyong, originally his name was Rahman.

“Well, isn't there still class?  No kapok he was taken using rubber with Mr Heru?” sahut Atep's.

“Tauk, tuh kid unplug not hog-ngajak,” Enyong said.  “Yes, we're truant too, yuk.  Bosen I.”

“Do not!” Akhmar.  He was lying on his motorcycle seat with both hands made into a headboard.  “Let aja Bajul who truant sendrian.  At least there are people who say he if Mr. Heru just where he went.  Kan Pak Heru does not like if there are children who are not present at the meeting.  Don't even mess up everything.  We cover the case Bajul, as much as possible do not let Mr. Heru know that Bajul truant.  And if it turns out later found out to be truant, yes have said aja Bajul sick or what cake.”

Atep nodded his head.  Quite salute to Akhmar's loyalty as a friend.  Akhmar has always been a guardian angel to his friends.  

In High School, when Atep was sentenced to clean the WC ten-door school aka WC twelve-year-old men who smelled terrible, Akhmar willingly helped, followed by brushing WC to completion in a short time.

Akhmar also defended Bajul when the Bajul fought, until finally Akhmar was hit by a raging target.

It is not Akhmar if it is not loyal friends and royal about the material.  

Akhmar looked around looking.  The goal now is to hang out there no longer just to sit with his friends, but to wait for Aiza to pass.

“Lo remember not the same hooded girl who once mergokin you guys again make?  School where is he?” Akhmar uttered flat.

Atep put his shoulders.  “Naksir lo same him?”

Akhmar was fed up with being ruled by others, for he was the one who had the right to rule.  But strangely enough, the more Akhmar recalled Aiza's figure, the more the girl's face stuck to her eye patch.  

Now Akhmar realized, if in fact among his anger, tucked hope so high to be welcomed by the girl.

“Kalo he went to school around here, must be in the hours of school, he passed,” said Atep. “That's a really pretty girl. But she's afraid she's leaking our secret to the people”

“Gue has said, he will not harm.  Trust me!” Akhmar. 

“Pst, girl, tuh!” Atep pointed at the girl in a gray-white uniform who was walking from a distance about to cross.

“Mana?” ask Enyong while looking around.

“That!” point atep with his chin.

Akhmar and Enyong turned their heads in the direction they were pointing.

“That's the Jasmine, our former underclassman who was MOS time, we're working on a scot clock.  Trus looks like a pink screen in his dalem.  Hahaaae..”  Enyong giggled at Jasmine who was walking alone, the girl looked hesitantly stepping when the girl's gaze collided with the three guys who were staring at her.

Jasmine looked like she wanted to turn around, but she seemed to force a step to continue walking forward, there was no other way but to have to cross the intersection to get to her house.  The look on his face indicated he was frightened.  The school is not far from that location. 

Perhaps not only was Jasmine experiencing something similar, the other children were always trembling whenever they met a group of people whom Akhmar was mentoring.  

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