Dear High School Girl Om Duda

Dear High School Girl Om Duda
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Friska's eyes were still wide in disbelief as Gabriel sinlessly said that the contents of the sheath were spilled inside.


"Om don't joke!" Friska's starting to panic now.


"Om out quick!"


"Did!" Friska woke up in a hurry until the girl's knee hit the corner of the bed.


"Ouch!" Friska chose to ignore her knees and the girl continued into the bathroom with a limp step.


"Fris!" Call Gabriel who's been following Friska into the bathroom. Friska was spraying water from the shower into hers.


"Om Briel how, hell!" Omel Friska grunts Gabriel.


"How's what? People don't mean it," I'm Gabriel looking for an excuse.


"Lagain, I didn't know that the sheath could get stuck. Maybe because you have a narrow you," Gabriel instead glanced mischievously at Friska now.


"Curl! Seriously too!" Friska sprayed water at Gabriel because she was upset.


"Let's see!" Gabriel sat Friska on the toilet seat and opened her thighs.


"Udah clean! Not pregnant!" Gabriel said sure.


"Later Friska get scorned by Mommy if pregnant, Om! Friska could be kicked out of the house!" Friska frowns.


"No way! Mommy won't be that cruel, Fris!" Gabriel had already grabbed a towel to wrap Friska's plain body.


"After all, being pregnant has a husband, really! So why worry?" Gabriel continued while cupping Friska's face.


"Kan Friska's still in school, Om! Exam yet! Not graduated! She also cannot get pregnant again!"


"Know that Friska mending took the pill yesterday and do not need to follow his idea Om Briel wear a sarong!" Friska was still scowling at Gabriel.


"Can't!"


"If you've never been pregnant, you can't take the pill!" Gabriel shook his index finger in front of Friska's face.


"But the loving Mother! It means it can!" Friska is still mgeyel.


"No, no, no, no! Don't try drinking!" Gabriel warned Friska.


"Yaudah! Om get out there! Friska wants to shower shampoo right now before it boils. No rush tomorrow morning!" Get Friska next to Gabriel.


"I'm gonna take a shower too, Fris!" Gabriel was looking for an excuse to take another bath and kiss Friska again.


"Anter! Friska first!" Friska kekeh pushed Gabriel out of the bathroom, then closed the door.


Gabriel could only cluck in disappointment and wait for Friska to finish her bath.


Failed it, shower with Friska!


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Friska had just arrived at the class when the girl had found a flower on the table she used to live on. There is also a piece of paper under the rose that says,


For Friska ❤


Huh huh?


Friska took the paper and opened it. There were rows of poetry stanzas on the paper that made Friska have to link her eyebrows together.


^^^Your smile is clockwork for me. ^^^


^^^ It felt short, as fast as the wind passed. Making the school bell ring like a longing melody.^^^


^^^ Love can give light to the eyes that are even blind. ^^^


^^^ Love can also be disastrous even in people who are in heaven. ^^^


^^^Ah, let it be. love needs no words.^^^


Friska immediately clucked while reading the name of the sender of the flower and the poem of the dreadlocks. The girl immediately squeezed the paper along with Sashi who had just arrived at the class.


"Whose flower is it, Fris?" Ask Sashi kepo.


"Want? Just make you! I'm allergic to roses, especially those that are red!" Friska replied a little loudly as her tail accidentally caught Franklyn peeking at the classroom door. Friska also directly thrust the rose to Sashi without ba bi bu.


"Nwantedam?" Ledek Sashi sniffed the scent of the red roses he received from Friska.


Friska was silent for a moment hearing the question from Sashi. It's been a few weeks since the magic holster hit that time and Friska hasn't had any monthly guests either.


Uh, but the schedule comes Friska month is still about one week away. So it seems safe and Friska just needs positive thinking. Friska's relationship with Mommy has also improved although sometimes mothers still like to nag at Friska when Friska teledor do something. Then the relationship of Friska and Queena....


The princess is still hard to conquer. But let it go! It's important that Friska has tried.


"Fris! How daydreaming? Are you really craving?" Cecar Sashi whispered to Friska.


"Abroad! Also in school!" Friska grumbled a little. Sashi suddenly laughed and again sniffed the scent of roses in his hand. Friska glanced at the classroom door where Franklyn had peeked. The sultan blasteran had not seen the trunk of his nose, may have returned to class because the mission failed.


Ahahaha!


After all, why is that a man who insists on deketin Friska?


Friska's heart is now linked to Om Briel


Uh!


Friska should keep the attitude and not show her feelings too much so that Om Briel bucin is not excited. But by the way why Friska suddenly misses Om Briel, huh?


Friska is not usually like this when she is at school.


How strange!


"Later she said come home sooner, Fris!" Said Sashi who was already sitting on the bench next to Friska and took out some books from inside her bag.


"What event is there?" Friska asked, who took the book out of her bag.


"Teachers want a meeting. Biasa!"


"To the Mall, yuk! We haven't hung out in a long time!" Ask Sashi to come up with an idea.


Friska did not immediately answer and think for a moment.


"Later home is the same as if we go home from school, let's not be found out your Mother," proposed Sashi again who had memorized about Mother Laksmi's nagging if Friska came home late because her best friend was always venturing.


"You see what time you go to school" Friska replied.


"Yes! I'll buy that drink at the mall!" Sashi's Promise to Friska.


"How much has the bed been done? I just sold 5 yesterday not yet added," Friska opened her phone to check the order.


"Yesterday there's something to do for the Dorprize, that's it. Laku 20," Sashi's story instantly makes Friska comment on a smile.


"Well! Pantesan wants a deal!"


"New sustenance maybe, Fris! Come on to you!" Entertain Sashi to give Friska some encouragement.


"Amijin!" Friska replied along with the classroom entrance bell that had been heard.


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