The He Is Abrisam (S1-S2)
Section 7

Class 12 IPS 1 was very quiet during the presence of Miss Jesica. English teacher who is strict and has a beautiful appearance.

Some of the boys in the class did not blink to look at the 27-year-old teacher.

“Connecting UTS is near. You will Miss often give practical tasks.”

“Yaaaah, Miss..” simultaneously complaints out of all students in the class.

“Member this exercise before real practice. The value of this task will add to your lack of English value. I hope you guys work on it in earnest.”

“Why should practice english?” gerutu Adira from his desk.

“Maybe, let it be hard. Miss Jesica wants to make it difficult,” replied Violet origin accompanied by her small laugh.

Adira just sighed.

Miss Jesica took her absence book, “before, mom will split the group for you guys. One group consists of two people.”

“The first,” Further Jesica look to the book he holds, “Abrisam Pradipta with Adira Verbena.”

Adira gasps when she hears his name and Abrisam is called. He looked at Sam who was also looking at him.

“Miss, I want to protest.” Dira raised his hand.

“What protest Dira?”

“I don't want one group with Sam.” Dira turned a glance to Sam, “Definitely ends apes.” Continue with a voice.

“No can be so Dira. All are Miss for. You can't switch pairs.”

“Kan can be replaced same Vio, Miss.” Dira hugged Vio's arm. Makes his compatriots a little surprised, “or the same Yara.” Dira turned to point at Yara who was sitting in front of his desk.

Miss Jesica sighed, “what's wrong with a bunch of Sam's? Sam is good at English, Miss is sure she can teach you and help you pursue the grades that are left behind.”

Adira turned her head again towards Sam as Miss Jesica spoke so. With his PD Sam smiled at Dira. Making the girl shudder in disdain and face forward again.

“Nobody protests anymore. Miss will continue group division.”

For Adira who lacks English must accept the fact that she is a group with Sam. For Dira rather than doing English he prefers to solve math problems that many people find difficult.

However, for Dira, the second champion of the 1st-grade High School math Olympiad, English is more difficult. This is also one of the two he has no problem not to go to school abroad. He was eager to continue his education there.

“Halo friends a group!” Abrisam immediately took a seat next to Dira.

The meatballs in Adira's mouth jumped out and into Yara's meatball bowl.

“Oh, Noo.” Violet who was beside Yara shut her mouth looking at the incident.

“Dira!” Yara showed a face that looked annoyed.

Abrisam grimaced and Dira gawked motionless. She's shocked.

“Adira what are you doing?” sam's question managed to make Dira turn to him.

“Diam lo!” point Dira in front of Sam's face, “not to be pretentious in English. It's all because of lo!”

Abrisam laughed softly to get such a response.

“Sorry, Yara. Replace with mine.” The girl gave the remaining meatballs in her bowl.

Adira really feels guilty. His friend did not eat. He also knew that now Yara was angry with him.

“Lo why ngagetin me?” ask Sam who is next to him.

“Gue is here just want to ask when we do the English task?”

“Lo can ask in class. Now you change the meatballs Yara.”

Abrisam propped up his chin and looked straight ahead.

“Malas. What makes meatballs dirty is not me.”

“If you don't ngagetin I won't happen like this either.”

Violet glanced at the two people who kept arguing while finishing her meal. While Yara did not have much sound just playing her drink pipette.

“What is this about?”

Adira's resentment was heightened when Manha and Emran joined. Yara shifts docked to Violet as Manha sits next to her. Emran takes his place on the other side of Dira. Currently Dira is flanked in the middle.

“Lo don't get close to my group of friends.” Sam hits Emran's hand and tells him to stay away.

According to Emran, it shifted a little. Adira looked at Sam who was taking bread from Manha's hand.

“Lo can not drive your friends from here. One troublemaker, my head is dizzy. What's more these three at once in plain sight.”

While unwrapping the bread Sam spoke, “just calm a group of friends, my friends are already tame. So, you don't have to be afraid.”

Manha nodded.

“Should be grateful dong surrounded handsome guy. Is it not beautiful?” Emran blinked his eyes at Yara.

“Don't flirt with my friend! I want to plug in?” Violet brandished a fork at Emran making the guy shrivel his guts.

“Hah bodo's. Go y'all!” Adira pushes Sam and Emran who are beside her. However, it does not have any effect just their bodies are tilted.

Abrisam drew his seat towards Adira, “if I don't want to go you want what?”

Shitty question. It felt like Dira wanted to shake Sam's head with a glass in front of him.

“Go first there!”

“We ‘kan have not discussed the task of a group of friends. When do we want to do it?”

“quite ya you call me a group friend. Call me as usual. You know not.”

Manha who watched laughed softly. Abrisam is very happy to make Adira upset to anger.

“Call as usual how is it? Dear?”

“Since when do we call dear. Lo!” Dira pointed at Manha and made the man glare questioningly, “take this friend of yours to the mental hospital. I think his brain is not right.”

Sam giggles. However, his laughter stopped as someone from behind gripped firmly at the collar of his uniform.

All who sat at the table looked up to see who the person who dared to deal with Abrisam Pradipta was.