A Romantic Badboy's

The Part 52

"Let's go in!" Take Deon after he parked his car in the yard. Melody according to her, she followed Deon's pace a little faster.

Arriving in the living room, Melodi quickly sat on the blue sofa that formed the number L. His eyes went around, looking at the entire room. The melody was amazed, because Deon's living room was filled with plastic decorative flower pots. The whitewashed walls are decorated with pictures of Deon with his family. Melodies are attracted to frames that are located on the side of large frames. Pigura measuring 20x25 cm it displays a portrait of the little Deon with his sister, both of them smiling sweetly.

After storing the two glasses of orange ice on the table, Deon sat down beside Melodi. "Drink Mel first."

"Ah, yes thank you." Melodi's gaze was still fixed on the picture frame earlier. Deon's sister is adorable.

Deon knew that Melody was watching the frame, so she ignored Deon. "That's my sister, her name is Dea Adinda."

Melody blinked, "Name good. In the photo, ade lo gemasin. I want to pinch her cheek."

"Yes, he's very anxious. I also remember, when he cried keep asking me to carry him when he fell off the bike." Deon laughed blandly, looking back at the photo. The more he looked, the old wounds in his heart seemed to reopen. "All the memories of him, recorded clearly in the memory of my head. The memory I locked up tight, because I don't want to lose any of it."

The melody turned towards Deon, seeing him giving a sad look, much different from the familiar Deon Melodi. What made Deon so?

"If I may know, where is your sister going?"

Suddenly silent. Deon squeezed his fingers hard. Uncommanded, clear liquid came out from the corner of his eye. Stupefied melody. His hand moved gently rubbing Deon's arm.

"I'm sorry. I'm not supposed to go to lo."

Deon wiped away the tears that had soaked his cheeks, then let out a smile. Deon did not want to look weak in front of Melody. Deon must look strong. How could Melodi choose him if he looked weak in the eyes of Melody?

"No Mel, it's okay. I am the one who has not accepted reality. Actually, my sister died when she was 10. The disease of leukeumia lodged in him for 5 years took his life."

Melody is concerned to hear Deon's story. Apparently, Deon who looks very ambitious in the eyes of Melody, has a fragility side as well. Perhaps it is true, every human being needs to feel happiness accompanied by pain, so that they understand the meaning of balance.

After feeling good, Deon again melted the atmosphere. The mellow incident had made him forget the main purpose of bringing Melodi here.

"Oh yes Mel, it was right in the street nyokap I chat, he said he came home a little late from the store. Probably more orders times yes. Do you mind waiting?"

"Hm, It's okay."

While waiting for his mother Deon, Melodi is invited by Deon to explore his home. The melody was particularly mesmerized by the decoration of cat and rabbit animals made of wood carving and placed on the side of the television. The melody approached towards the sideboard, observing each carving formed by its artists. The decoration was engraved so perfectly, impressed like the original animal.

Not finished there, Melodi was invited by Deon to a room that was located next to Deon's room. Opening the door, Melodi instantly widened her eyes looking at the contents of the room. The objects stored in it are all carved.

"Waw, that's really cool." Melody covered her mouth with both hands. His steps drew closer towards the wooden carving in the shape of a female face. "This must be your sister's portrait."

Deon nodded slowly. Then walk closer to Melodi. The woodcut was wiped away, as soon as Deon returned to the past where his sister was still alive. His little sister was sitting in front of him, watching Deon's every move.

"Sister, what's the big brother?" Dea asked as she looked straight at her brother.

"Dea, don't move dong. Brother again make a face carving you know." Deon confirmed the position of his sister's face. Dea's a little pouty.

"But I'm sore, brother, I'm tired of smiling like this." Dea thumped his lips.

"Yes, it's gone away again. That's why you shut up, don't talk too much. Understand sweet sister?" Deon ruffled Dea's hair in a fit of rage.

"Tadaaa.. it's done." Deon showed his carvings to Dea. The girl's brown eyes instantly sparkled, while her lips revealed a smile. His sense of pagal replaced with a carving of his face that really looks perfect.

"Where? Nice isn't?" Deon asked while tucking the strands of hair dangling in front of Dea's face.

Dea nodded, then her tiny body hugged her sister. Gently Deon stroked Dea's hair.

"If it's good, keep it in Dea's room, okay?"

Dea shook her head quickly. "What if for example this inscription is stored only in kamal brother? Bial if for example I do not exist, brother has memories of me. Brother telus remembers me whenever."

Deon looked into those brown eyes, implied a lot of pain in them. How could his little sister feel pain at such a young age? He could not feel happiness like any other child.

"Kok Dea said that anyway. Where's Dea going?"

"Dea last night a dream, Dea purgi to a place that jauuuh really. There was no mom, dad, sister, either. But there Dea was happy brother. Dea no longer has pain. Dea can also play with friends the age of Dea. Come on, Dea pelgi where are you, brother?"

***

The basketball tournament will last about a week. It is appropriate for the organizers to prepare for the event carefully. Because, this year's tournament will be attended by all schools in the city of Jakarta.

Rendi is still struggling in front of her laptop screen. His fingers nimblely typed the proposal that would be sent to several companies. In addition to being a sponsor, as well as additional funds that support the success of this tournament.

"Eh Ren, have you had lunch yet?" Sammy sat leaning against the long wooden chair. They're in the schoolyard right now.

Rendi momentarily turned her head towards Sammy, then turned her gaze back to the laptop screen. "not yet. Do you have any intention of buying me food or drinks?"

"I'm here to eat. Come on, Ren's canteen. It's easy to do again later. Stomach affairs should be number one. It's not funny that you die because you make a proposal." Sammy LEDEK. "Later on social media viral, 'School students are willing to die of hunger to complete the tournament proposal." Sammy spontaneously chuckles.

Rendi pinched the arm of the man who was already standing next to her, then turned off the laptop then put it in the backpack.

Both roads lead to the school cafeteria. When you look, the corridor is quite quiet this afternoon. Though usually a lot of girls students who sit on a row of walls. The activity they always do every day, which is to see male students exercising under the heat of the king during the day.

Their stomachs were thrashing from earlier, making their steps quickly to the cafeteria. Rendi quickly sat on the bench, letting Sammy order the food and drinks to be eaten.

Silent and silent. That's the atmosphere of the canteen this afternoon. There were only a few taverns still open, as well as two starving students. But wait! Looks like Rendi mispronounced. In the corner of the room, there was a girl with glasses. The focus is on the books stored on the table. Many times the girl laughed, it seemed like the book she read was interesting.

Rendi looked at the girl, "Isn't that the girl sitting at the same melody?"

"Woy! Look at what the hell again. Seriously very much." Sammy turned his eyes to Rendi. In his hand, there was already a tray containing two bowls of chicken noodles and two glasses of sweet iced tea.

"No-no. I don't see anything anymore." The half-strapped joint. He was almost caught watching the girl.

Sammy sat down in front of Rendi, "What a lie. I can see it from your eyes. You're ninching someone again, aren't you?" Sammy glanced at the corner of the room. Sure enough, his dugan. It turned out that in the cafeteria there were still other students besides them.

"Lo was watching him, huh?"

Rendi shook her head, "No, why am I watching him."

Sammy stuffed the noodles and ate them. "Lo know who he is? She's Neta, Melodi's best friend who's famous for her introverted nature."

"Yes, I know. What's the same thing about me?"

"Yes I tell you, if usually introverts are more cruel than normal people. He could be hiding something behind his introvert nature."

"You mean, kind of quietly washed away?"

Sammy sipped his sweet iced tea, then continued the story. "Yes, that's right. You see, there used to be a friend of mine who was so, very quiet when in class. But right on the line, he's got a psychopath soul that's far worse than his introvert." Sammy shuddered in horror.

"But not all introverts are like Sam." Tukas Rendi's.

"It's not all, but it's average. I just remember Ren. Don't try to get close to him. Especially, until she likes him."

Rendi spontaneously chuckled, "That's right. I wouldn't like any girl. In my heart there is only melody. Yes, despite the fact, now Melody belongs to my own sister. But don't know why, I haven't been able to move on from him. Melody is special in my eyes, like any other girl."

"Ren, you're still sane, right? The melody was happy the same time Gema, you still remain silent at that point? C'mon Ren, you have to move on. You must open your heart to others." Sammy thought for a moment. "For example, for Bianca."

Sammy's last sentence was immediately met with a slow blow to Sammy's arm. The guy just stared at Rendi witfully.

"Stop Sam! The name Bianca is no longer included in the list of girls I have ever liked. I'm also surprised, why I used to get smitten with a weird girl like her."

Sammy laughed out loud, remembering how the romance story of Rendi and Bianca used to be.

While still reading the novel, Neta sharpened her hearing. The organs inside her were slightly scratched hearing their stories. Why do people like them always look down on introverts like him? Don't they know that introverts have painful secrets that make them end this way. Really, Neta is not the one who falls into the category that Sammy said earlier. Neta really loves Rendi.

What did you just say Net? Do you like Rendi? A date has never been. It's very stylish now. The joint is too perfect for you. The other side of Neta's heart said so.

btw, I'm sorry if the story becomes absurd.I just poured everything in hehe's mind