Ustad Or Alkash?
Surprise, Enough to Be Here

The lightning bath was done Ziban did. I don't usually shower that fast. Maybe because the topic of conversation will be discussed by Raditya which makes Ziban hurry quickly. Dressed in a relaxed style, beautiful hair and charming, he occupied the soft bed of his resting place.

"Well man, you look so handsome after the shower."

Ziban just spread his shoulders. Handsomest. Yes, he was tired of the name that would always be addressed to him. Moreover, it was said directly by Raditya. His close male friend. The feeling of vomiting. Yes, perhaps it is more appropriate to say in response to Raditya's praise for Ziban.

"Hey, you don't want to listen to my words huh?! Can't you just take a few steps?" (said Raditya annoyed)

"I will never draw near to anyone." (answer Ziban indifferently)

Raditya was further upset by Ziban's reply. Actually, the distance is not far. Raditya was still on the sofa. Ziban sat on his great bed. Raditya was indeed accustomed to the origin of speech and was more familiar with Ziban than others.

"Ooh, so you don't want to come near me and sit on the couch? Okay..."

Ziban glanced at Raditya with the tail of his eyes.

"I will not speak of Andin to you." (again Raditya)

Ziban gripped his bedsheet tightly. But it was fortunate that Raditya did not see Ziban's behavior. If Raditya sees, maybe he will laugh at his friend's behavior which is not his habit at all.

"Ah, I don't care about him. If you don't want to talk about it, then it'll be much better." (ansaid Ziban straightforwardly)

Do not call Raditya, if he will immediately give up easily in front of anyone.

"Well, I'll just go home..."

Raditya stood up from his seat.

Look at it later, this time you'll be begging me to talk about Andin. If my guess is wrong, then I will hit my head three times in front of you. Haha, but that will never happen because I know so well with your attitude and your heart, Ziban Alkash.

Raditya stepped his feet slowly while waiting for the answer to what his friend's mouth would throw. He walked by trying to be as dignified as possible. But still, he lost his marriage to Ziban. I don't know what magic is in Ziban's body, so anyone even chuckles in envy with his physique.

Just one more step left for Raditya to hold the doorknob.

This time I will not give up. I'm gonna keep going and get ready to laugh at you because you're begging me.

The door handle is perfect he pulled down to sound checklek. That's the sign, the door is open. This time Raditya had completely lost his temper. He immediately turned his face back.

What's?!

Raditya clucked even more annoyed at seeing Ziban who had collided with his blanket. Raditya really did not get out of thought with the behavior of his friend. How could he have so easily fallen asleep that even Raditya had not left his room. So grumbled Raditya about.

Raditya did not leave Ziban's room. He approached Ziban's bed and immediately pulled the blanket.

"Heh man, you may sleep!"

Ziban opened his pair of eyes. He blinked his eyes a few times.

"Why don't you go home? Said you wanted to go home."

"You are yes, I came here on purpose just because of you. Maybe you even slept like that." (said Raditya very upset)

"Hehe. Did you swear something?"

From where Ziban learned that I had promised that if Ziban did not call and plead with me, I would hit my head three times. Ah, goddamn.

"Ahaha, what am I swearing man for."

"Yes it is possible, because you are used to it." (said Ziban flatly)

"Oh yes, do you know, if someone has sworn and broken his oath.then someone will be unlucky to seven descendants." (again).

Raditya had trouble swallowing his saliva. He regretted his bad habit of swearing wherever he was. Yes, basically Raditya is always aware of his habits, but somehow he is very difficult in changing it. Whenever there was something, he would definitely risk the vow about himself with that something. Yeah, like that.

Ziban as his close friend had also understood Raditya's habits. Even Ziban sometimes deliberately provokes Raditya and deliberately scares Raditya with the same thing. That is, it will be unlucky for seven derivatives.

"Ah yes, okay. I'll hit me on the head once." (raditya replied in frustration)

Ziban raised one eyebrow.

"Emm..."

"Well, I'll hit my own head three times."

"I don't believe you, don't you swear you'll hit yourself in the head many times. Aye right?"

"Ah no Ziban. For God's sake I swore I'd hit my own head only three times."

"Yet you swear haha."

In the presence of Ziban, Raditya hit his own head three times. Of course not too hard. Because after all the reason Raditya now is, of course, because in his oath there is no hard or not. This time there is a small thing that Raditya should be grateful for. At least he won't be in pain because the one hitting is himself.

"Do you want to talk about what?" (asked Ziban)

"Curtain, you're a real bitch."

"If there's nothing you'll say, then I'll go back to sleep. And you go home."

"Ah come on man, there's something very important that I need to talk to you about."

Ziban got up from his sleep and immediately sat down to listen to what his friend was going to say.

"Say me, hurry."

"It's about Andin.." (said Raditya).

Ziban growled softly. The glare of his eyes seemed to imply his annoyance to Raditya.

"Yes of course I already knew what you were going to say was about Andin. Stupidhead! You said that from the beginning."

"Ehehe, relax man."

"Andin has been guessing about who the sender is who always sends something in his locker." (again Raditya)

Ziban was interested in hearing that.

"really? Then where's the problem?"

"The problem is that Andin thinks the sender is your brother, Mr. Zidan."

Ziban Alkash was silent. He could not deny the slightest explanation of Raditya. Then he continued his sentence again.

"Do you know, Andin even always comes to his locker cabinet every day just to find out and pick up what surprises are in his locker closet. He even assumed that Prince Senjana was your brother and Princess Senjani was himself."

"It seems that day after day, Andin is more and more fond of letters and gifts that come in every day." (so on again)

Ziban started talking.

"What did you write in that letter, huh?!" (tukas Ziban)

"I will do as you wish. I write beautiful lines and poems every day. Don't forget the compliments and seduction for her."

"Need to remember it's only in my name! You can't really seduce Andin."

"Yes man. I know you can't seduce or even just write a sweet sentence. Didn't I do my job well, did I?"

"Hmmm. But why did Andin think that Bang Zidan was the sender?"

Raditya spread his shoulders. As Ziban's right-hand man always sends something in Andin's locker cabinet, he is just trying to carry out the task as best he can and is always loyal to his friend. There is no small intention of betraying Ziban.

"Dit, you just stop the surprises every day for Andin. Soon we will also leave MAN 102 Bandung."

Ziban said at the end of his sentence. Raditya just nodded in understanding. He did not intend to respond to Ziban again.

I know you're disappointed, Ziban.

SERIATE...