Wagering
Unusual

Cars Fabian, Baskara, Juan and Reno arrive at the campus simultaneously. Baskara and Jeffrey first got out of the car, and immediately became the center of attention because the entire campus certainly knew who Jeffrey, who was one of the important leaders on this campus.

Whispers were heard directly among the students who passed by there. Partly the focus was on the presence of Jeffrey, who was rarely on the same occasion as his son, Baskara. Some underestimate the compactness of the members of the Pain Killer who came simultaneously this morning, as well as wondering whether they did make a pact to come together or it happened because of a strong inner bond. Some just came back to admire the good looks of each member of Pain Killer.

Moments later, Fabian followed down from the car in second, continued Reno and Juan. The three people immediately looked at each other when they found Jeffrey's existence beside Baskara. Their gazes were full of questions, and certainly none of them had managed to find an answer to that question.

"Papa's going straight to the rector's building." Jeffrey said, after handing over the car keys to Baskara.

Baskara looked at the car keys, then turned to look at the father.

"Papa just bring the car, Baskara will return with Fabian."

Jeffrey nodded immediately, then pocketed the keys back in his shirt pocket.

"Yes, if so Papa first," said Jeffrey.

Before actually stepping away, Jeffrey took the time to approach his son's friends. He stopped in front of Reno and Juan, smiling at the cousins.

"Your father is healthy?" tanyakanya.

Reno and Juan looked back at each other, like they were coordinating about who should answer the question. Then, it was decided that Juan was the one this time in the role.

"Health, Om." The answer. A smile is forcibly singled out, just as a formality and a form of courtesy to a much older person.

Jeffrey muttered, then there was no more question he asked Juan and Reno. Now, he turned to Fabian, who had just been silent next to his own car.

"Bi, healthy?" tanyakanya. For Fabian, the smile that Jeffrey wore was a little wider. His gaze also felt more shady, more friendly and not impressed just mince words.

"I'm good, Om." Fabian answered. There was no pleasant smile that he had for Jeffrey, because basically he was not a typical person who likes to do things just to build a good child image.

Jeffrey nodded, "Good, then." He patted the young man on the shoulder several times. "If you need something, just tell me." Its effects.

It took Fabian more than six seconds to nod his head. He's confused, to be honest. Because anyway, Jeffrey is not typical of people who like to mince words like that. The man had never tried to get along with himself before, so it was strange that Jeffrey did now.

"Om off, yeah, take Baskara." This time, he addressed the words to all of Baskara's friends, the three of whom then nodded in unison.

Afterwards, Jeffrey swung a step, galloping away from Baskara and his friends.

After Jeffrey's departure, the four young men kept quiet for quite a while, following where Jeffrey's footsteps went.

The gaze of the four members of Pain Killer was still fixed on the figure of Jeffrey until the man disappeared behind the turn. Then, Fabian became the first person to draw a view and moved closer to Baskara who was standing on the side of the car.

"Gue doesn't look wrong anymore, does he?" whispered.

Baskara turned her head, and they looked at each other for a while before she finally sighed softly. "Not wrong, anyway. But I myself am also confused why the human can suddenly appear as if nothing happened."

"So, should I be happy or sad for you?" Fabian followed Baskara's line of sight, now looking forward, scavenging for traces of Jeffrey's whereabouts with the scent of the man's body floating in the air.

"Come, Bi. I don't understand myself," Baskara said.

Fabian let out a long sigh, just a second after Baskara had done the same.

Meanwhile, Reno and Juan had no more power to walk closer. The two of them even stupefied in his place, followed by staring at Jeffrey's departure with the contents of the head that was no less full of question marks.

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