Call Me Rain
The wrong path

"WHAT ? uhuk.. " Marsha almost choked on the siomay spice she ate.

"WHAT?" Mulan's eyes almost came out.

Marsha and Mulan's shocked expression when Alula tells her the reason why she was so long in class.

"So, who sent you that chocolate a lot, Yanuar?"ask Marsha not to believe it.

"Sstt.. " Alula put the index finger on her lips. These two friends are always making a riot.

"Yanuar ?" Marsha made sure her ears were not misheard while shaking her head.

Yanuar is the son of the Vice Principal.The most striking male student in the class.His superiority over other boys, as well as his father's role as Wakesek makes him a little high-minded.

"Ih cool." but Mulan even gave a thumbs up at him.

"You can get the melanin in the voice, not the voice, but." Pinta Alula who does not feel good if other people hear it.

"But this is Yanuar loh, the most handsome male student in the class" Mulan said enthusiastically.

"Beautiful, but a little song." Marsha sneers.

"Wakesek's son again." Mulan continued without concern for Marsha's scorn.

"You want Wakesek's son cake, want the president's son cake, if songong ya songg aja" said Marsha did not want to lose.

"Don't make a fuss, you guys are." Alula broke up her two best friends.

"Keep answering what La?" marsha asked so curiously.

Alula just shrugged her shoulders, as if she didn't care.

"Hanging?" Mulan frowned.

"I'm in school here just want to learn, not girlfriend's nyari." replied Alula sure.

"Yaudah, refuse!" exciting Marsha.

"But let's go, try it." Mulan said a little teasingly.

"Date ko' try, already like a lottery maen aja."

"Who knows what a soul mate, doesn't he?"Alula just sighed.

The goal of the school here is just to study in earnest.not to mess around, let alone looking for a girlfriend.he just wants to make Dad proud of him.especially Mama Indri, he just wants to make you proud, people who have been kind enough to enter Alula in a school that is fairly elite like this.

The bell sign of the end of the break rang loudly, making all students rush back into the classroom. Alula was speechless, as her eyes now looked at Risma who was walking into the classroom passing by from her.

"Ris, "greet Alula, but as usual, Risma remained indifferent as if she did not know each other.

Though Alula wanted to ask the news of the Beautiful Mother and the children of the halfway house, especially Jeni and Tata. however, every time Alula asked Risma always answered with a ketus tone.

"It doesn't matter."

"It's none of your business!"

in fact, "Stop wondering about them."

Makes Alula always hesitant to just say hello to Risma, because her attitude never changes.

"Risma." Call him once more and Risma turned her head.

"What the hell," answered Risma as usual, with a thin tone.

Alula couldn't bear to ask "A few days ago, I saw you walk the same way the older man.what he is. "His speech stopped when Risma interrupted him.

Risma's eyes rounded "Stop meddling in other people's lives." he bursts. "You take care of your father, the driver!" continued.

Now Alula's eyes are round, why Risma can know if Dad works as a driver.When here who knows Dad's job is only Marsha and Mulan.

Not without reason Alula hid Dad's status as a driver.even though, he never felt ashamed at Dad's work.he was always proud of father, for whatever it was.

It's just, he wants to study quietly in this school, without hearing the gossip and ridicule of others about his origin or the work of Dad.

"Risma," Alula raised her tone and heard Risma's mocking words.

"Don't you, your father is just a su." he stopped when a teacher entered the classroom.

"Good Day, kids." Sapa Bu Endang, a Mathematics teacher. Alula sat in her place and all the students were ready with the subjects they would learn.

I want Alula to avoid Yanuar, but the fact that she can not be in one class, and the gaze of Yanuar who is now focused on her actually makes her feel even more embarrassed.

Currently, he really wanted to quickly leave school.he did not know what to face Yanuar later. In fact, Yanuar always managed to get close to him.

As of this moment, Alula was waiting for Mirza to pick her up at her usual place, as she bowed, staring at the shoelaces that had now slipped off. Alula crouched down to fix her shoelaces when she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching her.

"Hay," said that someone, who was none other than Yanuar.

Alula gulped her saliva nervously then lowered her head.

"Not home yet?" his question, Yanuar watched around, there was no sign of anyone who would pick him up.

Alula shook her head quickly "There's a moment to be picked up" she said nervously with her head bowed.

"Oh yeah, how about that one?" apparently Yanuar was not a desperate person.

"Eumm, that's me.." I don't know why suddenly it felt like he could get the words out.

"Yes, how ? what answer? am I accepted?" yanuar asked so urgently demanding an answer.

"Received what?" not Alula, but the voice within the male who had suddenly been standing beside Alula made her aghast.

Alula rounded her eyes "A.abang," she was suddenly struck by a tremendous nervousness, like she was making a mistake.

"What, accepted what?" but with ease Mirza repeated her question.

"Eh, that's. don't bang." Yanuar smiled clumsily before Mirza, he scratched his nape that did not feel itchy.

"You know, I'm La first" she told Alula.

"Bang," Yanuar slightly lowered his head.

"Who?" mirza asked Alula after Yanuar left a while ago.

"Temen me," replied Alula nervously.

"Against the shoot?" goda.

Alula gulped her saliva before saying,

"Lupain bang, let's go home." he asked, deliberately distracting.

"Small learn your courtship." albeit a little slowly, a notch landed on Alula's forehead.

"Abang," screech

"sick."

"Udah hunted, go home !" Mirza pulled Alula's hand towards the parked motorcycle not far from where she was standing. Alula looked at Mirza's hand, which was now clutching her wrist tightly.

Mirza drove her motorcycle in the opposite direction to her house. Alula's forehead frowned feeling Mirza had led her down the wrong path.

"Abang, ko' turn here?" alula asked as Mirza turned the wheel.

"Udah, sit down! entar also know." he made Alula curious.wanted to be taken where he is at this time. Hmm I don't know.

Alula circulates her gaze when Mirza stops her motorcycle in a building located not far from her school.

"Where is this?" alula asked shortly after he got off the bike.

"In the Mall, yes Gor lah." replied Mirza after the bike parked perfectly.

"Little kids know what to do here? "

"Gue want to swim.had not much nanya. hunted already awaited the problem." said Mirza while walking into the gor.

Alula followed Mirza who was now walking in front of her. After entering the building, her eyes immediately caught several young men in a crowd.

"Woy," someone waved his hand towards Mirza. Mirzapun returned the hand of the man.

And with his reflexes, Alula embraces Mirza's arms, uncomfortable among the many men.

Seeing Alula's slightly lowered and nervous expression, Mirza rubbed the back of her hand gently trying to give her strength.

"Relax, they're my friends" Mirza said, trying to calm down.they walked up to the crowd of some young men.

But just as they arrived, Marko who was sitting facing them suddenly stood up with a faint smile.

"Neng periiiii. "he said with sparkling eyes to see Alula who stood behind Mirza's back with her hands tightly grasping Mirza's arms.

"Out the mouth of the lizard, into the mouth of the crocodile." muttered Mirza who seemed to know what Marko would do next.

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