Wagering
Ribbon-toothed

The fourth day since their new mission was officially carried out, Baskara gathered his friends to see the progress of the first effort they did yesterday.

This afternoon, after the second class was over, they gathered in the gazebo behind the faculty. Accompanied by cans of fizzy drinks and several packs of cigarettes scattered in front of those who are now sitting in a circular position.

"Where?" Baskara, as the initiator of the mission, opened his voice first.

"No, yet" Reno became the first to answer that question after checking her phone.

"Gue hasn't, either" Juan said, answering right after checking his phone as well.

Meanwhile, Fabian was silent for quite a while. He also still did not get the notification that the friendship request he sent to Blue had been received, only, there was one thing that started to bother his mind now.

It's about his accidental meeting with Blue at the club he used to go to with the other members of Pain Killer last Friday night. He was confused, should he say that to his friends, or should he keep the story alone?

That information might be useful for them to figure out how to get close to Blue. But, for some reason, Fabian suddenly felt he did not want the meeting that night to be seen by Blue as deliberate. He did not want Blue to know that he was being targeted for a bet.

Baskara was always the most sensitive when Fabian began to fall silent and seemed to pull away from the chatter, directly patting Fabian on the shoulder as the young man looked dreamy, made the young man raise their gaze and the gaze they met.

"How's lo? Not in acc yet?" tanyakanya.

Fabian shook his head. Completely swallowed back the information he almost passed on to his three friends and chose to keep it alone.

After all, the meeting was indeed unintentional and was not part of their plan to approach Blue. So, it shouldn't matter if he hid it from his other three friends?

Just let them find another way to approach Blue, and launch their betting mission this time around.

"If so, try to cancel your friend request first. Abis it, send it again, let the notification appear again in her account." Baskara.

Juan and Reno did not take long to follow what Baskara proposed, while Fabian instead fell silent and finally did not join in cancelling the friend request that had been sent.

"Udah?" billiards Baskara.

Reno and Juan nodded, while the real Fabian did not do what Baskara told him to do, but nodded a little later.

"good. If until tomorrow has not been in acc as well, do it again what I say constantly. Let him be curious for a long time and start finding out about us."

"If until the end he still does not accept and does not want to find out about us, how?" juan asked, who was starting to be pessimistic because usually they did not need time to start approaching the targets.

"If until the end still do not want to be approached through social media, yes we approach directly." Baskara said, with a thin smile that was riveted meaningfully.

"You mean?" ask Reno.

"We take him directly to his faculty, let all the Faculty of Letters know that we are again on a mission to get his heart Blue."

"But it's against our code of conduct, bro. We always run missions secretly, so that our targets do not feel uncomfortable." Juan was objecting.

"Handering" said Baskara, chuckling and shaking his hands in front of Juan's face.

"If not in acc friend request in sosmed, I will help find his contact number. We gas him there."

"Why didn't you just take the initiative from yesterday to find our contact number?!" annoyed Reno, feeling that what they are doing now is just a waste of time.

"Yes slowly, atuh, Boy. Where can gas be directly. Gradual, bader." Baskara said in a smart-ass style, which actually made Reno feel fed up.

Meanwhile, Fabian is again immersed in a world he created himself. Starting to feel doubt whether this mission should continue or not, given how tough and stubborn the Blue figure he met at the club last night.

Because if no one manages to get the child's heart, then this will be the first failure for Pain Killer in carrying out the mission. And as a consequence, Baskara would definitely do something to the girl for messing up their mission.

I don't know, Fabian was confused too. Whether he is worried about the image of their gang, or even worrying about the fate of Blue in the future.

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Blue was enjoying his lunch in the faculty cafeteria, when from the table opposite him sounded quite disturbing hides.

The table of four girls sounded the most noisy. Where the four girls there spoke loudly while pointing at the cell phone of one of them.

At first, blue didn't really care what they were talking about. He just felt like he wanted to quickly finish his meal so that he could get out of here immediately because his head was getting dizzy listening to the babble of the four girls.

However, when there was one name mentioned in their chatter, Blue reflexively sharpened their sense of hearing and eavesdropped on their remaining chatter.

"Yes, last night Baskara won the race again."

"Jasmine's gift, right? The fourth semester's Economics School kid?"

"What he says is Om-om's pet belly?"

"Yes, that one."

"Well, how does Baskara doyan the same campus chicken like that?"

"Well, his name is also male. Want to be given the shape of a kayak how would also want to, let alone free."

"Yes too, anyway. But if Jasmine is already next level, Baskara should not have to be in a hurry anyway, horrified will be the next running ATM."

"Lo thought Baskara was that big? Never heard that Baskara would never sleep with the same girl more than once?"

"On that, I know. But really, that's true? Not just a rumor?"

"Really, lah. It's been a secret."

"Truly, so many are proud if they can sleep with Baskara. Felt like we won Oskar's cup."

Blue smiled obliquely at the babble of the four girls. I don't know what they're actually discussing, what is clear, what Blue can catch from the chat is that the figure named Baskara they're talking about is a male bastard who likes to fuck a lot of women.

Then, his slanted smile became more and more so when the face and name of Baskara he knew stopped by the head. He thought, only Baskara he knew was a bastard, but there was also another Baskara who was even more of an asshole.

Disgusting. Only one word could he then use to describe the figure of Baskara who was the topic of conversation, which he had not even seen firsthand what he was like.

Apparently, hearing the story about the man named Baskara had made his appetite disappear. Though the food is still more than half, and he is usually not a typical who likes to waste food.

Finally, Blue got up from her seat. Forced to let the food was left a lot and rushed away to leave the canteen area whose atmosphere was not conducive.

He better go elsewhere, to neutralize the contents of the head that had been contaminated by the disgusting talk of the four girls.

Seriate