Arsel And Dara
(5) Just a pen
Dara put the supply box that was given by Arsel earlier. One day Dara looked at her, then walked to the bathroom to clean her body. Dara came out of the bathroom in a nightgown, today was a tiring day.
Dara looked at the clock to find 08.30 pm, from the end of coming home from her lessons, and now Dara will learn again.
Dara opened her notebook, she glanced at the box of Red velvet supplies earlier. Dara felt hungry, Dara told her ladder to open the box and eat it.
Tasty.
Dara occasionally cleared her throat staring at the book she knew. The clock is at 11:30 p.m. Dara reckon, the lesson is enough. Dara walked towards her bed, staring at the sky of the room.
Tok tok tok tok
The shocking sound came from the door.
"Sign in bi, not in the key"
Bi Edah came in, as a maid in this house.
"It's non, the milk is reduced first"
"Yes bi, thank you. " Dara is friendly.
"That's it, aunt down first huh"
Dara nodded.
From childhood, Dara was treated by Bi Edah. Then, how are Dara's parents? Dara's parents don't care about her child. His Papa and his Mama, only care about his work, and his Papa always slaps him if he does not fulfill his orders.
It's depressing. But, Dara is sure to try as much as possible to be a devoted child to his parents.
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Because it's winter today, Dara wears a white jacket on her body.
"Stop there. Don't go anywhere, I'll throw the flowers away. "
Dara was stunned for a moment, why did the man suddenly pay attention to her?
Mata dara, watching the man leave. Arsel threw the flower into the trash.
Arsel smiled, letting Dara sit on his stool. Dara sat on her stool, opening her book without opening her jacket.
Dara remembered Arsel's box. Dara approaches the bench Arsel of course Arsel smiles because this is the first time Dara is heading towards him.
"Thanks" said Dara put the box on Arsel's table and returned to his bench.
"Is that doang? "
One diamond idea flashed through Arsel's mind. Arsel approached Dara's bench, Dara did not know the absence of Arsel nearby.
"Lo ga full eat mulu formula? I look so good"
Silence moment.
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"Dar, I'm curious about you. Are you bored, you study, learn to learn? Ga cape what? "Arsel sitting in front of Dara used his hands to support his head.
"He also needs a break Dar times, needs refreshing."
Arsel snorted his words ignored again. Arsel immediately took Dara's pen and quickly hid it.
"Back"
Arsel smiled obliquely, putting his pen on his head mimicking Dara writing earlier.
"Keep if you can"
"Back". Dara got up, trying to get her pen back. With the absence of empty class, which is in this class there is no one.
"Gue will return this pen, but you have to make an appointment with me. " Arsel looked at Dara's brazen eyes whose eyes led to resentment. "Rest will be with me. How's it? "
Dara looked at Arsel sharply.
"Arsel's back! "
Arsel was flabbergasted not because of the screams, but because Dara mentioned his name.
"Lo just mentioned my name? Gas is me, right? Try mentioning it again. "
Dara fell silent with her hands folded in front of her chest. Turned his face to the side.
"Back! "
Arsel hides his pen behind his body, this is the way for him if Dara is insistent towards him like the romance drama in the movie.
"This is how I once again made my decision. I will turn back the pen, as long as you have to follow my will, Gimana? " Arsel looked at Dara's eyes that turned his face away
Dara did not want to linger with Arsel and Dara felt very uncomfortable with the gaze of people who partially looked at them. Dara really wants to end it, Dara decides.
Dara looked up with her hands still faithfully folded, her chin pulled up.
"Yes,"
Arsel's eyes sparkled. Unbelievingly.
"But only today" continued Dara.
"Yes, can. I am even grateful. Here"
Dara picked up the pen and returned to her stool to write the pending passage.
Everyone started to enter the class.
"Lo why smile that smile? Satan's perspectancy? "
Arsel shook his head with a smile at Didi's question. Didi put her bag on her chair.
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