The After Met Him

The After Met Him
Chapter 9


" Hey"


I ate spaghetti, raised my head. There's someone standing next to me.


I raise an eyebrow, he looks at me with his friendly smile.


And you know who that is?


Adeknya sir Arya. The guy who hit me at the time.


"Can you share the table?" He's nanya while carrying a tray.


My eyes looked around the cafe. Really rame. Table's full.


I have to share a table with this guy. Than he ate standing up. It's not funny.


I looked at him, kept nodding my head.


He naro trays her and sits across the street. Is wrong! Across me.


I continued eating my delayed meal. Crazy, really good spaghetti. I think I should subscribe here.


Later I want to pesen again to be taken to kosan.


Instantly the food I chewed, tasted bland in my mouth. So squirm this guy, again look at me. With a wry smile.


"What's up, spaghetti?"


I'm nagging my spirit. He immediately chuckled.


"You want to pesen, pesen again. I'll pay later" he said it's like he owns this cafe.


At the beginning of this month, I can eat in this expensive cafe. And spaghetti costs over 30,000.


I was in a hurry to eat me. I have this class.


"There's class?" I think this guy is trying to talk to me. Daritadi early sat down he was geliatin I keep. Not touched at all the food.


Throw away - waste money anyway... Mending me pack here, I take it to the boarding house.


"Yes... I have this class"


I drink ice tea, which is half. As soon as I did, I grabbed my bag.


"Gue first yes" I walk around beating him. The exit door is behind him. Without me guessing. He held my left hand, which made me stop.


I see him confused. He showed me a withered face. His eyes showed guilt.


"My name is Andre" with a grip on my hand that's getting tight. I blinked confused.


I don't even know it already.


I glanced at my hand that was held with him. He realized, straight out of my hand. "I'm sorry" he said


I nodded "not papa. I'm first yeah. " I went straight to ninggalin. Not that, the problem is 10 minutes I have class.


In front of the cafe, I saw him again. I can see him, because we are sitting next to a transparent window.


And he still looks at me with his guilty look.


My reflexes stopped. I see him confused. Why do guys behave? I'm sorry he hit me, and that was.


Bodoamate. I don't get dizzy. I continued on the road to campus.


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Ting


I am biarin my phone. I was busy doing my job. Tomorrow should be handed over to the lecturer.


Not only am I doing it. There's a Fatma Dance in my room. They also do their duty. Dance the same class as me. Fatma is not... But he said nyicil, let's not deadline.


Ting


Ting


"Ck! Matiin napa your mobile phone! Disturb this." Fatma dong who said.


I checked my phone. From Aryan sir.


Widya


Busy again?


Ck! Just disturb it. This malem though.


I'm doing my job again, sir


Already eaten?


Why the attention gini anyway, Mr. Arya.


Huh,pak


Can I have a phone?


I saw my duty. There are 2 more numbers. I also watch the clock. Hours 20.30.


I can think of it as a ntar.


May sir


Mr. Arya is calling...


I picked up my phone. I changed the position of my body, which had been lying on my stomach to sit.


"Hello"


"Hello, sir" I heard him laughing at the other end.


Funny huh?


I looked at her with a look of horror. I just wanted to, if they're still here. Where do I pick up again on the phone.


Fatma gave me a sharp look. "Who?" The dance without sound.


I just raise my hand. Tell them not to macem first.


"Hello, Widya?"


"Eh? Yes,pak?"


"Why diem?"


"And the father who spoke. That's why I diem" he laughed again dong.


"Any laugh, sir?"


"You're the only one who can make me laugh" I immediately took a bite. What's this?


Same fatma Dance that daritadi ngeliatin me. Directly snuggle to me.


"Loud speaker, jeng!" Fatma asked, she was curious. I have loudspeak.


"Where is there not me?"


"Yeah.... Not how, pak"


"I m - "


His voice is broken.


"Incoming. The dove post was attacked. Request assistance. Step in"


There was a gunshot. A bunch. Lots of boy voices. Mutual.


Tut


I immediately looked at my phone. Unilateral. Fatma's dance is also confused.


I really don't feel good. So scared.


The gunshot?


Being attacked?


Help out?


Anything on this?