
Free to dodge, the basketball was very close to his smooth face. He resigned, closed his eyes ready to accept the risk, the possibility of his face will be bruised or bumped.
It's been a while, we don't feel anything. The estimate was a few seconds ago that the ball should have hit his face. Mita finally opened her eyes.
"Mita..how are you?" Ita's panicked voice sounded while looking at her entire body.
"Whoops...Thank God I survived." His words after looking around the ball disappeared from before him. Mita took a deep breath to reduce the heartbeat that had been crazy because of nervousness will be hit by the ball.
"Crazy.my heart almost popped out of sight of that." Ita massaged her chest and smiled towards Mita.
"By the way the guy was cool abis immediately deflected the ball at the right time."
"Where do you know neng?" Mita frowned, similar to the guy Ita talked about. Just seeing is not how to know.
"Don't pretend you don't know! He's obviously protecting you." Rajuk Ita while turning his back.
"You poked his face? Can Anterin meet him? I want to say thank you." Ita glared in shock.
"So really don't know?" Mita shook her head. Ita scratch the head.
"Saking the panic I didn't notice his face."
"It certainly wasn't from our school. His sports clothes are different." Terang Ita's.
"Well, let's go back to class!"
Mita and Ita walked into the classroom. Along the way Mita was curious about the guy. He feels indebted. I hope there is a chance to thank the person who helped me.
"Eh Mita.keblazing." Call Ita to see Mita keep walking through their class.
"Sim..." Ita waved her hand like she was missing a taxi. Ita patted her forehead feeling ridiculous about her actions just now.
"Sim..." Ita is chasing Mita who is like her brake blong vehicle.
"Sim..." Mita is still walking. Ita continues to chase Mita until her hand slaps Mita's shoulder.
"Finally..." Ita breathe a sigh of relief.
"You are what the hell.called from earlier not horrified." Omel Ita is annoyed with Mita.
"Why indeed?" Asked Mita plainly, Ita immediately felt dizzy. Tired of chasing him, he asked with a stupid look.
"Yes greetings.see noh!" Appoint Ita.
"Geez, where did you think you could blong that brake?" Ita growls. Really draining patience.
"I'm sorry......" Cengengesan.
"Come in.The class begins." Persuade Mita while hugging Ita's big arm.
"By the way your arms are sturdy must also be diligent in sports." Praise Mita for trying to defuse Ita's anger.
"Your bald lips.I am indeed a boy of all things stout." Mita scratched her head to realize her mistake. Instead of easing the anger even more ignited.
"Tell me I'm fat. That what you mean?" Ita grunts as hell.
"Therefore, don't praise people if you don't know how." He threw his face away and left her.
Seeing that Mita is acting stupid anyway later good by herself. Momentary anger.
The last lesson is Mathematics. It turns out that the teacher, Mr. Yahya, immediately calm girls pay attention to Mr. Yahya with a look of adoration. Young teacher, handsome of course be the center of attention.
"Take out the package book, open page 82 of the Trigonometry chapter." Yahya sir's orders.
Trigonometry is the hardest chapter because it must memorize the formula sin cos Tan.
Mr. Yahya began writing on the board and explained in great detail and for Mita is easy to understand.
"Until here you understand?" Yahya asked, turning his head to face all the students.
"Obviously sir." answer everything.
"Ok..let's continue!" Pak Yahya again explained the next formula. Lastly ask the students to do the problem in the package book."
Mita immediately opened the notebook began to work on the matter.
"Beib.I don't understand." Ita lirih's whisper was afraid to be heard by Mr. Yahya.
"Clearly, the one you pay attention to." Sindir Mita without taking her eyes off the book.
"Your staff?" Ita protest pouting. Immediately limp and dizzy to see those problems.
"Just try to do it first, I support you 100 percent." Mita held back the laughter.
"Cayoo.I believe you can." Mita's whisper excited the next second was greeted with a snort.