Dear High School Girl Om Duda
OF ATTENTION?

Queena was still wobbling in front of the school waiting for the angkot to pass, as a black sports car stopped in front of the girl.

The windshield in the open and someone sitting behind the wheel instantly made Queena comment on the smile.

"Daddy Franklyn!" Queena muttered still with a smile.

"But Lexi's not coming in, Bang!"queena reminded Franklyn.

"Yes, Lexi was sick earlier," Franklyn said.

"Who will you pick up?" Ask Queena kepo.

And a little bit of hope actually.

Could it be that Brother Franklyn is going to pick up Queena?

Geez!

Geez!

"Fetch you" replied Franklyn as Queena expected.

"Let's go in!" Take Franklyn next as he sniffs his chin to the seat next to him.

Queena wasted no time and got into Franklyn's car.

"Laper, right? We'll stop by for a little meal, yeah!" Bargain Franklyn after the car drove away from school. Queena, who was asked, immediately answered yes without any hesitation.

"What do you want to eat?" Ask Franklyn again.

"Just as far as you are! Queena, what do you do, really!" Answer Queena who does not stop smiling.

"All right!" Franklyn finally drove his car into a fast food restaurant.

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"Lexi hurts what, Bang?" Tanya Queena opened the conversation as well as making small talk.

"Sick pamper!" Franklyn replied at once chuckling.

"Seriously, Bang!" Queena hit Franklyn's arm sitting next to her.

"Yes, seriously! It's just the flu but it's amazing" Franklyn said, chuckling again before the young man stuffed rice and chicken into his mouth.

"Abang Franklyn encouraged Queena to eat together at this restaurant, no one gets angry?" Ask Queena again.

"Who's angry?" Franklyn sucked his cola drink.

"Brother brother" said Queena.

"Still single and trying to pedekate this," Franklyn replied blatantly who immediately made Queena's face red.

Geez!

What do you mean pedekate?

Pedecate on Queena, is that it?

"All right, I'd like to ask you, Queen,"

"Ask what?" Sergey Queena was impatient. The face of the twelve-year-old girl was already glowing impatiently.

"You have Friska's contact number, don't you? You guys are staying at home."

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, such is the picture of Queena's heart at this time when Franklyn even asked about Friska's contact number and not Queena's own contact number.

"Queen up! Hola! How bengong?" Franklyn moved her hand in front of Queena's dreamy face.

Or shock to be more precise!

"Not dumb, really!" Queen's tone has changed considerably by now.

"Nothing!" Queena replied quickly with a slightly fierce tone. Queena is upset right now.

"Weiits! Just be normal, Queen! How did you suddenly gas?" Ask Franklyn astonished.

Holy hooch!

Are all men as insensitive as this Franklyn?

"Udah, ah! I'm going home!" Queena stood up and grabbed her bag.

"Your food is not over yet, Queen! I'll take you home!" Franklyn exclaimed that was simply ignored by Queena.

"Queen!" Call Franklyn again, but Queena remains indifferent and the girl has already disappeared at the main door of the restaurant.

You weird girl!

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"A little naburin at his feet, Fris! Don't be barbaric!" Tegur Bunda Laksmi on Friska who is helping her make a cheese sago pastry.

"The more the better, Bund!" Friska answered an excuse.

"Yes, but later on the back is not getting the topping, so plontos!" The light of Mother Laksmi that even made Friska laugh.

"What's so funny, Fris? How come that's it?" Mother Laksmi asked looking in surprise at Friska.

"The plontos, Bund! Reminds Friska of something," replied Friska, grinning.

"Ck! Mind it!" Mother Laksmi ruffled Friska's hair which still continued to give a cheese topping on the cheese sago cake that had been printed.

"By the way, Queena's not home yet, Bund? Any extracurriculars?" Tanya Friska next switched the conversation.

"Say it was so," said Mother Laksmi along with Queena who turned out to have arrived home.

Live long!

"Home home, Queen!" Sapa Bunda Laksmi on Queena who looks scowled.

"Why is that?" Ask Mother Laksmi again.

Queena did not answer and simply glanced at Friska, before the twelve-year-old girl entered her room.

"Friska is wrong, Bund? Friska's feeling didn't ask anything," Friska muttered in confusion as Queena suddenly looked at her hatefully.

"No idea! The child has become very nervous lately," Mother Laksmi also did not stop thinking.

"PMS may be, Bund," Friska's opinion guessed.

"Oh yes! Speaking of PMS, your period is still regular, right Fris? The medicine you love is also diligent you drink, right?" Cecar Bunda Laksmi to the son-in-law.

"Yes, Bund! The moon was only finished two days ago," said Friska who immediately made Mother Laksmi breathe a sigh of relief.

"Just kept up! Don't get pregnant before graduation!" Said Mother Laksmi again before the middle-aged woman stood up and brought the baking pan to the front of the oven.

"You two bouncers bring it here, Fris! It's finished who gave you the topping, right?" Furthermore, Mother Laksmi gave orders to Friska.

"A little more, Bund!" Friska answered while sprinkling cheese on the last two cakes in the baking pan.

"Pass! Yes!" Friska murmured when she saw the cheese grater that was also gone. Friska brought two baking pans to the front of the oven according to orders from Mother Laksmi.

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