"Screw Micrometer is a-a-a...."
"W-w-w-w-what!" Mr. Galang repeated.
Starting to raise horns, the young teacher urged the stubborn student to answer immediately.
"Arif explained quickly, he said you understand."
Cold sweat dripped down Arif's back. This is a disgraceful event. Was already standing in front of the class and now he had to look stupid a second time not being able to answer the same question.
"Arif come on! Don't tell me you're—"
"I forgot sir," admitted Arif forced.
Mr. Galang's patience has run out. This one disciple really went too far. Took a deep breath, he exhaled roughly.
"Then you add more huk—"
Ring!
Arif's guardian angel came, the bell for changing folders rang. Arif also lowered his hands and feet. His sentence is over. Reviewing a forced smile at the Physics Teacher, he bent down to pass Mr. Galang.
"Excuse me sir, can I sit now?" he said goodbye.
Oh my gosh! Pak Galang hasn't finished his sentence yet, the wayward students are already sitting presumptuous.
"You may sit down, but there will still be additional punishment," said Pak Galang, stopping Arif who wanted to land his butt.
The handsome young man looked at his father questioningly. What other punishment would that single teacher give him?
"You copied the Screw Micrometer material from pages eight to fifteen."
Just don't die. Pak Galang's punishment was like a bullet through the brain. Seven pages he had to copy into a notebook.
"D-What n-no s-mostly sir?" Arif protested.
"Okay. Then you will add to page seventeen."
What is the grudge between Mr. Galang and Arif? tsk tsk. Resigned, the handsome student slumped into the seat. Rubbing his face, he slammed the Physics textbook after the teacher left their class.
"Patience bro." Randra patted his friend's shoulder. But his burst of laughter actually made fun of Arif.
"Damn you Rand," he cursed. "Instead of helping me, I laughed," annoyed Arif.
"Yes, I'll definitely help," said Randra. "Help pray," he continued. "Ha ha ha!"
"You bastard!" Pushing his friend's shoulder, Randra fell from his seat. Now it was Arif's turn to laugh at his seatmate.
"Ha-ha-ha! Kill you lizard!" Of course Dea's shrill voice dominates the happiness there.
Sandra winced in pain. Slowly corrected a sitting position on the floor, he also glared at Dea. "Shut up, bars!" he snapped.
Not Dea if you're afraid. The cute girl stuck out her tongue and tightened her laugh. "Thanks!" she cheered.
Angry. Randra also pulled Dea's hand hard, his intention was only to have a deterrent effect on his rival and suddenly the bar girl fell from her seat.
"Argh! Lizard!" screamed Dee. But after that the beautiful girl was silent without a word, Randra was the same. .their eyes locked on each other.
Their position is very strategic. Dea fell into Randra's lap which was stretched out. Meanwhile, the man's hand gripped the back of Dea.
"Cie!"
"Suits!"
The noise of their classmates made them both realize. Pulled away from each other, Randra and Dea immediately returned to the chair. Awkwardly, they kept quiet.
Crazy, my heart, Dea thought.
Bar-bar is also beautiful, but the feeling on her face is familiar, where have you seen it? Randra thought.
Pulling the red thread, Randra didn't find the end either. Ah I forgot, maybe it's just my feelings this time. Then he turned his attention to his friend.
"Damn you Rif," he growled at Arif.
"Sorry," replied Arif. "I didn't think you would actually fall," he regretted.
Yes-yes. Randra also doesn't want to extend anymore.
***
"Are you okay Dee?" worried Khanza.
Shake his head. Dea gave a smile to her friend. "I'm fine, Zane."
Another subject teacher came in. Back to study, all the students paid attention to the teacher's explanation in front of the class. Except for the stubborn and handsome student Arif. Instead, the young man took his cell phone and played with the flat object he had hidden under the table.
Drt-drt-drt!
Khanza ignored the vibrations in the gray placket. Defected several important things, he finally gave up when his cell phone kept ringing and was very annoying.
"Who's calling? I don't know what people are studying," he grumbled quietly.
Drt-drt!
Oh okay. Khanza reached into his pocket and took the small object. Suddenly his eyes opened wide when a man's name was listed there. Arif, he thought.
There were three missed calls and dozens of chats from the same person. Then opening the green application, he took a deep breath when the spam chat with the words sorry lined up there.
Oh my goodness, what other child is this, Khanza thought. Pressing the keyboard he intended to reply to Arif's message.
"Za, Mrs. Lita look here. You don't play with your cellphone, you'll be punished later."
Dea's rebuke made the little girl save her sophisticated object again. Failed to reply to Arif's messages, he even ignored the messages that returned to his cellphone.
Unlucky. Khanza was really angry. He didn't even reply to my messages at all.
Nervous. Arif was impatiently waiting for the break. Basically he had to talk and straighten things out with Khanza.
Flipping through the textbooks, it feels like a long time has passed. "Hoam," he yawned.
He almost fell asleep. However, the recess bell that called all the students to leave the class refreshed Arif's sleep.
"Khanza wait," he stopped the cute girl who was leaving.
Turning to look at Arif, Khanza stared intently at the sad, clear light. "W-what's wrong?" he answered.
Taking a breath, Arif looked around. There are Randra and Dea who are still busy fixing their writing instruments. If he spoke there it would surely raise a lot of questions, then approaching Khanza he whispered, "I'll be waiting behind the school." Then the young man left first.
It's too lazy to deal with a man who already belongs to that person. But what should he do? Isn't it unethical to reject Arif for no reason?
"De, I'll follow you to the canteen, okay?" he said.
Following Arif to the back of the school. Khanza walked limply there. "What is it?" he asked to the point of the man sitting on a large rock.
Arif turned his head for a moment, his face getting sour when he saw Khanza's flat face. "You're angry?" he asked back.
Frown forehead. The nerdy girl folded her arms across her chest. "Angry for what? You're not wrong."
Snorting harshly, Arif suddenly stood up and towered in front of Khanza. "Why have you been ignoring me since morning?" he said.
Turned away. Khanza could not bear to see the pitiful face. "I-I'm not ignoring y-you. I-I just...."
Khanza's words stopped when both his hands were pulled by Arif. Then the young man also gripped it tightly.
"I'm sorry Za. I know you're mad that I didn't tell you that I'm dating Vera, but trust me, I'm not really the same as—"
"Wise."
tsk tsk. Vera came with the cute gang and her bodyguards. So what will happen to Khanza next?