The Mate at the Beginning
Chapter 3 Called to BP's chamber.
"I like you." Diandra replied loudly and confidently. Thinking that with the conglomerate child status all desires will be obtained.
"Sweet shame.a girl declares love first." Syndir Alif with ketus.
"Unfortunately I don't like you because what I like is Mita..." Mita's eyes were wide.
"Stop..don't be doused!" Mita panicked. How not, the three of them become public consumption. Suddenly Alif clasped Mita's hand until Mita was amazed involuntarily gawking.
"What the hell is this.lepasin!" Alif did not pay attention to Mita staying faithfully holding Mita's hand as if they were lovers who were forced to separate. Diandra glared sharply at the sight of such a tight grip. His chest rumbled not accepting defeat.
"Please his hand!" Jerking Diandra while breaking Alif's hand grip in Mita's hand. Mita also parse but lost by the power of Alif's hand. They are fighting each other's hands.
"Deliver!" Mita insisted.
"You are mine!" Racau Diandra while continuously trying to unravel the grasp of their hands. But Alif was getting stronger grasping until Mita's hand felt throbbing.
"My hands hurt..." Mita's complaint forced to pinch Alif's arm.
"Aw..sick Mita." Erang Alif held back the pain until it unconsciously released.
"Mistake yourself..." Mita flicked her hand and blew it repeatedly.
"You should be mine!" Once detached Diandra immediately embraced Alif's arm strongly as if afraid of loss. Mita prepares to flee.
"Ehem..where are you going?" There was a heavy sound as Mita was about to leave. Mr. Good apparently.
"Three of you..." Pak Bagus looked at the three then snorted bitterly.
"Follow me to BP's room."
"I am too sir?" Show Mita to herself.
"For sure..."Pak Bagus pressed his sentence while grinning. Mita drowned for a moment.
"The others disbanded. Actually you are given what the hell already know there is a storm instead of being separated even watched." Spray Mr. Good. Instantly everything dispersed like a demon there were even colliding with each other so shocked.
Until in the room BP Pak Bagus stood up while leaning on his desk watching his three students who stood in front of him.
"Might you guys..." Grumpily Mr. Good while shaking his head. Inexhaustible with the attitude of children today.
"Sorry sir I don't know knowing.For Allah's sake sir I have no relationship with anyone." Mita took out two of her fingers for the oath.
"So please don't call my parents!" Saying menhiba.
"They're the ones who do it." Appoint Mita to Alif and Diandra.
"I'm self-aware sir, I'm still in school not the time for boyfriends. Pay for school still ask parents. Should be diligent learning sir so that you can boast of school and parents."
"It's good that you're self-conscious." Mr. Good commented.
"You Diandra. What the fuck you gotta be mine." Pak Bagus imitated Diandra's words.
"So much you're like Alif your husband."
"You're not married yet." Ejek mr. Nice. Pause for a moment and look towards Alif.
"And you Alif use to hold the hands of girls people, already can be responsible for you huh..."
"I just don't dare to hold a girl's hand." Omel Pak Bagus while taking a deep breath so as not to get more emotional facing the children.
"Well, sir, how brave, the knowledge of the wife can run out father." Inner Mita while holding back laughter.
"You mostly watch dramas. This is if until someone records and then uploaded to medsos can run out of our school."
"Ah yes, remember. You guys wait a minute to go on again!" Alif, Mita, Diandra look at Mr. Nice's behavior. Is it good to listen to the nagging from Mr. Good? The three of them smiled wryly and complied when asked to stay.
"I want to make an announcement!." Mr. Good waved his hand while walking quickly. After that, the sound of Mr. Bagus making an announcement through the loudspeaker.
"Assalamu Alaikum children please listen to me if anyone recording the incident was immediately deleted. Once again directly removed. For his attention thank you Wassalamu Alaikum..."
