Try my Love
Chapter 11's

...Happy Reading🥰's...

...----------------...

The entrance bell rang making all students flocked into their respective classes. Yet another with Laras who kept running down the school corridor. Not to go to class, but to a place that can hide his sobs.

Tears kept wetting her cheeks. Shake up his defense all this time. Spill out all the tears of disappointment that he tried to contain in silence.

It was no longer strong to endure this heartache. It enveloped his soul.

Roughly closing the toilet door.

BRAAAKK

He leaned his back against the wall. It was as if he had no power to stand up. Slowly his body fell down until he sat down weak.

Fortunately, there was no one in the toilet. So, Laras freely vented all his anger. Cry, cry it.

"Yahoooo!!! Why does it hurt so much!!! Hix... Hix.... Hiks..," Barrel smacked his chest. Hope the feeling of tightness gets out of there soon.

Perhaps by crying can make the wound in his heart slightly treated.

It is not easy for him to accept the fact that his loved ones love his best friend more than he does. There's nothing he can do. Even just to express feelings.

"Why Fik?!!! Why should I like you?! And why do you have to like my best friend?!!!" The barrel grabbed her hair and placed her head on her knees.

"Goddess!! Hiks..," Baras flailed his leg. He was already truly like an insane person.

'Maybe people said. If love doesn't have to have, ' he thought lamenting fate.

While in the classroom, Mr. Marno had just come to start an economics lesson. It is not surprising that the phenomenon of rioting in the classroom is the first thing he witnessed.

Members of the IPS class, known as the Santuy Student Association, are still joking.

There are those who huddle until giggling, there are those who chase like Tom and Jerry, there are those who play paper airplanes, there are mabar online games cornered, there are also those who are lazy. What a beautiful sight, isn't it?

"Ekhem!" the Pak Marno Code.

No one responded. Because Deheman he still lost far with the voice of the class student.

"EKHEM!! EKHEM!!!" once with the added power.

This time the deheman managed to grab the attention of some students who immediately realized that it was Mr. Marno. Make them all bite and allow his seat. Except for a few male students who are still mabar.

"Eh who's coughing? Love to drink sabilah!" gilang's orders are still focused on his gadget.

Doesn't he realize if the one who cleared his throat is a Mr Marno? Basic Crossbreed.

"Deliver!!" snapped Mr. Marno.

"Geek!" pekik Gilang while waving with eyes that remained focused on the screen of his phone.

"Stt Lang! whoa!" the code of his friends could not be deciphered by the boy.

"Deliver! Marno sir!" lirih Fajri who tried to resuscitate his friend.

Fajri did not join mabar. But from earlier he was molested on his stool and auto literate when he heard the typical deheman Pak Marno.

"Stt stt Lang! Hehh! Sttts!" the whisper was more real but did not get a response from the target.

Marno, who was fed up, finally acted. Without further ado he immediately approached the horde and pulled the ear of one of them. The apes that were pulled were Gilang's ears.

"Aw! Oh, and duh duh!" pekik Gilang pain.

"No release?! Basic anj__," Gilang who just wanted to curse was immediately rectified after seeing who was fretting his ears.

"Ehh.. Mr. Marno. How are you, sir?" gilang cengengesan.

Mr. Marno with bulging eyes and almost dislodged. Uh yes joking. Making Gilang not struggling and can only be bowed resigned.

"What?! What are you talking about?!" asked Mr. Marno while strengthening his jewelry in Gilang ears.

"Oh, sir! Forgive sir! Sorry sir!" Gilang put his hands together hoping to get mercy from the teacher.

"No bell in?! Ha?!"

"Denger sir,"

"Keep why still playing hp?!!"

"Khilaf sir," replied Gilang while enduring the pain in his ears. Maybe now it has changed color as red as tomatoes.

Mr. Marno who fortunately still has the feeling of finally releasing his jewelry. He thought that was enough to teach Gilang a lesson. Don't break up later again.

"Yes, he's sitting down!" the Order of Mr. Marno.

"Thank you sir! Sorry sir!" said Gilang while stroking his ears.

"Inget don't repeat! The others are also!"

"Yes sir," compact all pupils.

Everyone returned to their seats, including Mr. Marno, who had been sitting in the teacher bench tidying up his books.

"Hahaha how sorry Lo Lang is," ledek Fajri.

"Wkwkwk look at the ears You've been hit by hot water," said Fiki.

"Hmm seneng Lo ya see temen Lo miserable?! Fine ok!" annoyed Gilang with the hand that still stroked his ears that felt hot.

"My journal is missing!" upset Mr. Marno to himself.

"Say please get me my journal on my desk!" mr Marno's orders.

Gilang who had just sat down and had been told again to feel like he wanted to disappear from this earth.

"Yes sir!" the answer is half-hearted.

"Why? Not sincere with you?!"

"Sincere, sincere even," he replied with a contrived smile.

"Yes, let's go Jri!" Gilang pulls Fajri's hand.

Fajri's reflexes shook Gilang's hands, "Why am I?!"

"Come on, my friend! You're my friend," melas Gilang.

"Lah the Fiki also temen Lo," Fajri and Gilang immediately turned to look at Fiki. But Fiki looked the other way pretending not to hear the two of them arguing.

"Si Fiki doesn't want to. Oh ayok!" pull the Cross once again.

"What do I want?!" reply Fajri did not want to lose.

"Ckkp. Come on Jri me!!" force Gilang.

"No way!"

BRAAKKK

"Now even eyel-eyelan! It's spit!!" firmly Mr. Marno.

"That's right, splinter!!" Gilang forced Fajri to come with him. Because he did not want to be scolded by Mr. Marno, Fajri finally relented.

After leaving the classroom, the two of them went straight to the teacher's room and picked up Mr. Marno's journal.

However, when they were about to return to the classroom there was a mystical thing happening.

Walking in the hallway near the toilet. There was a strange sound that Gilang heard. Make him stop stepping.

"Fajri! Do you not?" ask Gilang with a mysterious face.

"What horrors? Don't be weird, Lo Lang!" answer Fajri.

"There's a girl's voice crying, right?" Gilang drew his distance closer to Fajri.

Fajri suddenly pushed Gilang's body not to get too close to him, "Ihh what the hell? None! I've done nempel nempel nempel to me bambang!"

"Beyond? How am I being horrified?" Gilang's face was filled with fear.

"Then Lo!" fajri.

"No! People are clearly her voice!" kekeh Gilang's. "Stt try Lo dengerin!" She covered her mouth with one finger.

"Hee___hee__ hee___ hiks."

Fajri and Gilang glanced at each other and glared. The feathers they bristled. The figure of the white-robed woman with long hair unraveling had floated in their brains.

Fajri who tried to look cool tried positive thinking, "Don't there really be a crybaby?"

"Don't kuntilanak anymore," guess Gilang ngaco.

"Try me a check," Fajri blocked the doorknob and prepared to open it. But arrested by Gilang.

"Eits not Jri! What if all of a sudden that ghost is nongol?" Gilang panic.

"There are no ghosts in broad daylight! What a cemen?!"

"Ta__ but__"

"If there really is a girl crying and she why-why how?" Fajri tried to think logically.

"Yes, if it's a real girl? If girls are events?" Persuade Gilang.

"Ngaco Lo!" kekeh Fajri who almost opened the toilet door but a few voices came.

"God! What do you want to do, Lo?!" A student prevented them.

Sontak Fajri and Gilang were shocked. The problem that Fajri will open is the girl's toilet. They're afraid they'll be accused of something that's not anymore.

"Do you guys want to look?!" it is really accused of being a macem.

"About!" reply Gilang not accept.

"Oh Fajri... Fajris... Cock-knacks basket eyes, cuihh,"

"Get up his mouth!" tugut Fajri's.

"Originally you know yes. We accidentally heard the sound of a cry chick in there. Yes as gentlemen, we are afraid of girls why-why again. That's why we want to help!" obviously Fajri is long.

"That's horrifying! Don't just say that!" gilang Sarkas.

"Udah is our Jri back! I've been waiting for the same Mr. Marno, too," invited Gilang while stepping away.

Before catching up with Gilang, Fajri stared flat at the girl in front of him, "Be careful! Never mind that the inside is not human anymore" Fajri smiled obliquely and left the girl.

"Where are the ghosts of broad daylight?!" deny the girl. "But what kind of ghost is it?" fear itself.

After trying to neutralize his fear. The girl was ready to open the door. But suddenly the door opened by itself and revealed a female figure that made his heart almost dislodged.

"WAAAAAAAA!!!!" his yell.

Laras, who turned out to open the door, jumped in shock. After hearing the commotion outside the toilet, he immediately washed his face with water so as not to be caught if he finished crying.

"Why Lo? Did you see a ghost?!" ask Laras to the girl in front of him.

The girl stood with her mouth gaping while holding her chest. It seemed like he was still shocked by what he had just experienced.

"Hello__" Baras waved his hand in front of the girl's eyes.

"Wc..Ll..Lo? Ma..ma..manu... human right?" said stammering.

Laras frowned, "Yes!". Laras who still had other business immediately left the girl who still looked shocked.

***

After the bell home from school Fiki and Fajri plan to gather at Zweitson's house doing vocal exercises.

"Fik, Lo so you're not in training?" ask Fajri.

"So dong! But Lo first go to the parking lot I followed."

"Where are you going?"

"Uda first!"

"Hmm okay."

After Fajri comes out, Fiki goes to Cantika to say something.

"Pretty. Sorry I can't bring you home. You see I have the same training temen-ten."

Cantika fused her brows, "Why do you say goodbye to me? Who am I, Lo? Besides I didn't tell you to do me, either" Cantika smiled obliquely.

Jlebb

'That's really pretty shit. But really nyesek until the bone, ' Inner Fiki.

"Part of me also want to be with Laras," said Cantika.

"Hehe yes. Yes, I'm first!" Fiki rubbed his nape then waved his hand.

"Okee's."

Cantika intends to find Laras before returning home. There was something he wanted to ask his best friend about his strange attitude these few days.

Indeed, since the morning Laras did not follow the lessons because of the OSIS affair, so Cantika think now Laras is in the OSIS room.

"Aika!!" call someone from behind.

"Related? Just now I want to nyariin Lo," said Cantika with a face sumringah.

"Tumben my nyariin?"

"There's something I want to ask you about."

"Before that, there are important things that I have to talk about with Lo Tik," said Laras in earnest.

"What's important? Seriously," Cantika replied with a smile.

"Follow me!" Laras holding Cantika's hand.

"Where?" confused Cantika who still follow the steps Laras.

"Udah come!"

****

...🥀🥀🥀...

...Thanks for reading🥰...

...Don't forget to like and vote.....

...Criticism and advice awaited...