A Brief About You

He likes my sister

"What are you asking that about? don't tell me you like that weird guy every kiler!" ask Ninda to accuse Nita.

"I don't like it!" reply Nita as if.

"Then why are you asking? how tumben!"

"I just want to know what you think!"

"But don't let you like it!" said Ninda who this time the tone of her speech sounds very serious.

"Hm!" short Nita who already does not know what to say.

"My question is not answered yet, why are you?" ask Ninda back.

"I didn't papa just last night I stayed up late and now I'm sleep deprived!" lying Nita.

"I don't believe what you say!"

"That's up to you." replied Nita who immediately left Ninda who was still in her seat.

Bruukkkkk.

Nita took her gaze to the person who had been on her bump and immediately she immediately bowed in fear and shame at the person in front of it especially when the person was looking at her very intensely.

"Hi!" he said to Nita with his left hand holding the end of the door and raising his eyebrows to Nita, like a man who was teasing his chariot.

"Let's. yeah!" nita replied nervously without daring to look at that person's face.

"Gue send greetings, Sasa!" said the person who is none other than Refan, the person who will be betrothed to him.

As Nita's gaze fell on the man, did Refan like his sister?. The person who is the mastermind of this problem.

"What have you told Sasa about me?" tanya Nita tried to dare herself to ask that.

"I've never spoken to Sasa!"

"Sasa is getting more beautiful!"

"I'm serious Refan!"

"You're seriously supporting me in approaching your sister, Sasa?"

"It's hard to talk to you!" nita said in the end and chose to leave Refan and walk towards the library to calm her mind.

Nita is currently sitting in one of the chairs in the library which is one of the facilities at her school with books that have faced her face, however, not with his mind that has drifted somewhere.

"What did Sasa say to my father that he wanted to match me to the son of the one he hated the most?" thought Nita.

"Then, why did Refan say he had never spoken to Sasa? Who am I supposed to trust?".

Nita and her mind began to feel chaotic and not because of not only feelings but dreams that had been in her building for a long time also had to run aground and destroyed if she really was going to marry Refan for the slander that his sister showed him.

His dream of becoming a reliable and professional journalist should run aground just because a speech is not right at all.

Recalling a glimpse of his dream made the clear circle again drip on his chubinya face, Nita really can't imagine how the day will be if he is married especially at his age which is said to be very easy even his high school education has not been completed even though only a few months, even though it is only a few months away, then what if later he had to face the rigors of the household that he had not imagined.

Every time he had to serve and stare at the face of Refan, a man who had always been his classmate even though he was a classmate but rarely Nita had long communication with him, most only discuss about the task was only done in school.

His chest began to feel claustrophobic thinking about it all, his dream had to be shattered and he also had to leave a man who was almost four years old in his great majesty quietly without his knowledge.

"Goodbye Afdhal, your best man!"

The words were spoken from Nita's lips by themselves.

Brughhh.

Nita directs her gaze at the source of the voice and sees a girl she can guess is her underclassman. Nita approached the man and helped the girl who had a higher body than him pick up a book that had fallen on the floor.

"Thank you, brother!" he said when Nita gave the stack of books she had collected to the girl.

"Together!" reply Nita who was about to leave her little sister's class.

"Sister!" call again. Nita turned to the source of the voice and stopped her steps and went back to the cute sister who had just met.

"Can I meet Brother?" her tan was a little hesitant with her head lowered in fear that Nita would reject her laughter.

"I am Anita" Nita said as she extended her hand to the girl.

"I'm Widya Kak!" reply to the girl with enthusiasm and a burning spirit.

"What class are you in?" tanya Nita also who of course the look on the face of her class sister raises her familiarity in her heart seems like the girl she met is a good girl and looks very polite.

"I'm Class X IPA 3 Brother!" the answer is a thin smile.

"Yes, you have learned well!" said Nita again by stroking Widya's shoulder gently.

Widya stared at Nita's departure with a faint smile that spread on her ripe lips. The upperclassman he met this time was really very good and did not treat his underclassmen as he pleased even he also felt that Nita was a very peaceful person even though he was a new person in the same room recognize him.

"See you next time, sister!" widya murmured who then resumed his previous activities.

The bell reads a sign of learning activities should also be started immediately instead of walking to class Nita instead chose to go to the cafeteria and order food, this is really unusual, What's wrong with it?"

While waiting for the message to come, Nita ate crackers that had been served on the canteen table with a lot of sauce and chilli which is also no less spicy.

"Tumben Nit came to the canteen during the lesson" reprimanded and greeted Ridhu who delivered food to him.

"For badmood to learn!" reply Nita indifferently who still ate her crackers without caring for the presence of Ridhu who was sitting in front of her.

"That food you eat!" abugn.

Without replying to the words of Ridhu who is the son of the owner of the canteen as well as the person who became his good friend. Nita ate her food with land like a man who was very spacious. Nita did that to vent all her anger on the food that was in front of her because no one could be made a place to spill her heart at this time.

"It's so hungry?" tanya Ridhu who saw Nita was not as usual, usually the girl always ate casually and always said the food was enjoyed, if there was someone who always told her to be fast when eating, usually the girl always said, and now it's changed drastically.