The Triplets STORY's

The Triplets STORY's
Eps 7's


When Azlan was walking towards the cafeteria while reading a book in his hand, suddenly his body was hit by someone until the drink held by the person spilled and hit his school uniform.


Azlan lowered his book and turned a sharp gaze to a woman in front of him who looked annoyed.


"Lo has no eyes?" ask the woman without fear.


Azlan was speechless with the cold aura he let out. Maybe for others it would be very scary but different from the woman in front of him at this time who was even challenging back Azlan.


"Heh you have no mouth. Or maybe you're mute again. I bumped into people and I swear the drink doesn't apologize" the woman said.


Azlan was still silent and quickly his eyes stared at the name tag that read Zeaquel Ataura T stuck in the uniform of the woman.


After knowing the name of the woman, Azlan's sharp eyes looked back at Zea's face. He will remember the face and also the name of the person who will be one of the people who will soon enter in his black book.


"Hoy. Not only mute dong ya lo turns out, but you are also budeg," he continued.


Azlan still mute his words.


"Ze, stop. Do not look for the same problem Azlan," whispered one of his friends who had just observed to Azlan's face with admiration.


"Bodoamate. Want him Azlan cake, Erland cake uh but if Erland I really freely forgive all his mistakes," said Zea.


"But he's Erland's friend. Just be careful if he talks about your behavior to Erland, you can be kicked first before fighting," whispered his friend again.


"There's no way this guy wants to go to Erland. Calm down" he answered.


Now Zea looked back at Azlan who was staring at her as well.


"Curtainly" said Azlan. After that he chose to leave just like that from the presence of Zea and some people who had seen their fights more precisely just saw Zea chattering.


"Dam. It's a pretty smart kid, huh. Okay fix now he entered into the list of my enemies," Zea said furiously.


"Report guys," he continued.


"Where to?" ask Ela one of her friends.


"We're hanging out at basecamp as usual" he said. His friends cheered and the four of them happily dropped out of the school. And don't ask why Zea and her friends have basecamp because they are the type of bad girl who likes to race wildly on the street. Just like wild racing, it's not selling its sanctity.


While Azlan who had received a bonus spilled orange juice in his uniform, now he is cleaning the uniform.


"Huh. Hope you don't catch a cold" Azlan murmured. He had to wear a uniform that was half wet. Actually, if he wants to buy at the school cooperative there must be a new uniform but he is currently lazy and his mood has been destroyed because of Zea's actions earlier.


Azlan walked back to his class but just a few steps away, a call from someone stopped him.


"Azlan!" someone shouted from behind him. Immediately Azlan turned his head towards the person.


"Why?" ask her flatly.


"Called Mr. Surya, '" answered Kayla. Yap the one who called Azlan earlier was Kayla, the girl who the other day was helped by Erland.


"OKAY. Thanks" said Azlan. After that he rushed to the teacher's office to meet Mr. Surya.


"Excuse me" Azlan said as he stepped into the teacher's room.


"Eh Azlan's. Here!" said Mr. Surya.


Azlan nodded and immediately approached Mr. Surya at his desk.


"Sit Az." Azlan sat his body in the front seat of Mr. Surya's desk.


"Sorry Sir. What do you need with me?" ask Azlan to the point as usual.


Mr. Surya smiled.


"So gini. 1 month will be held the Olympics and I hope you can represent Balerix High School in one of the Olympic maples. You just have to choose to participate in the math Olympics, IPA or English. But I hope you're in the Mathematics Olympiad. Which you will guide later," explained Mr. Surya.


Azlan sighed. As usual when there is an Olympics, Azlan will definitely be one of the candidates to follow the Olympics and what makes Azlan dizzy is when he was given the choice to participate in the Olympic maple which is because to an Azlan, a maple in the Olympics is a maple that he likes everything and he will choose a maple from the teacher who first told him about the Olympics. And it is certain that next month's Olympics will follow the maths Olympics only.


"Alright sir, I will follow the math Olympics only in accordance with the recommendations of the Father," said Azlan final.


"All right then. I'll tell you again. Now you can go out and the spirit of learning," said Mr. Surya with a smile that develops.


"Thank you sir for the spirit, I'm sorry." Azlan now stood up from his seat and rushed out of the teacher's room.


...*****...


Erland is busy with her phone. He continued to play online games with his friends in the 11th grade of IPA 3.


"Rear lo, Sep. Shoot weh. Why shut up!" Shouted Eza splashy.


"Ahhh shit. Die me," said Septian.


"Gobluk is a person. The enemy is given an opportunity. Rasain right now," said Eza.


"Who's got glass woy. I'm gonna give it a shit!" septian shouted loudly which made everyone in the class look at him.


"Gue's got it" said one of the girls and immediately gave a small glass to Septian. Septian swiftly picked up the glass and immediately pointed it at Eza's face.


"Ck what the hell lo. I know and realize that I'm handsome, but you don't have to bother everything yelling like that just to borrow a glass and tell me to look at this handsome face," eza said with the level to narcissism exceeds the reasonable limit.


Septian who was fed up hit Eza quite hard on the head.


Plaques


"Wanjir" said Eza as Septian's hand landed hard on his head.


"Don't go to PD-an first woy. I borrow the glass for you ngaca if you say the same as you like again do not yourself. Even to my goblukan quite more mengingan than lo. I died because I was shot by an opponent you died because of self-inflicted gunfire. Gobluk yell gobluk ya gini nih become." Eza flicked his lips while continuing to stroke his head that still felt twitching.


Erland who had been playing since, now stopped the game and even looked at his two friends who were fighting. The real live is indeed more exciting, inner Erland. Although he knew the quarrel of his two friends was just a joke but still cool in the eyes of Erland.