ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapter 56.

Dalilahs.

I was flabbergasted when I saw a guy pulling me fast while carrying a drumstick in his left hand.

"What a coincidence! Thank you for helping me." I said as I tidied up.

"Next time be careful!" reply and leave.

"So much attention." I muttered as I went up on stage.

Mother who saw him just shook her head while sitting on the front bench. Sitting sweetly accompanied Suryawijaya. The bad boy who leaked my secret. Just watch out later! After I nari today. Whether I win or not, the important thing is that I have danced according to the pakem.

Fifteen minutes later, when the Javanese gamelan is stelted without the original gamelan is completed. I got off the stage with a loud applause. I could only smile a little at the cheers from the audience.

I went straight to my mother with a heavy breath, I was thirsty but I was still fasting. I just took a deep breath and leaned my back on the back of the chair.

My mother stroked my cheek and smiled. "My precious girl." I smiled knot.

"According to Mother how did Lilah look?"

"The decision is in the hands of the jury! But, overalls. You're still the best for me." said Mother while winking one eye.

I chuckled amusedly mixed with relief. Winning or losing is common. But to bring my good name back. It was still far from my expectations. I still need something more than this.

"Hopefully it is today, so it is a good day for Lilah" I said expectantly. Mother nodded while accepting my prayer.

"I have to see how Suryawijaya nari, Bun! Is it going to make the girls fall unconscious?" I grinned widely as they, the heavy admirer Suryawijaya cheered calling out his name.

Mother stroked Suryawijaya's arm gently.

"Look down dong mas. Lilah just succeeded, Surya mas must also be able to."

"I can, Bun! It's just that you're too brisk!" his lips.

"What do you think my sister is really handsome?"

"Not handsome! But charisma. Smile a little, ba-ha-ya." replied Mother. "Eat him, your sister never smiles. Fear that more and more are following him. Mother must be overwhelmed to choose which girl can accompany her."

Suryawijaya immediately growled. He almost picked up his keris again when I spontaneously mentioned the name. "Tania!"

"Beautiful village girl, isn't she?"

I'm nodding. Tania, our childhood friend who is still visiting the palace. Either picnic, or just repay the kindness of my parents in his childhood.

"Bun!" sergeant Suryawijaya fast. Mother stroked her arm again.

"Mbokya don't be so angry keep going! Lilah is like this the real thing. If you are sad, you are confused too. Aye right?"

Suryawijaya evaded from Mother's statement. However, when I wanted to correct it, the drumbeat on stage left me amazed.

"It was the chuck that helped me." I muttered and continued to observe his stunning stage act. The pounding of his foot on the drum pedal was really sturdy, his hands were agile hitting all the drum kits which made his tone so rhythmic and bringas. Makes me dumb.

"Are his feet not pegel!" I muttered as he stood leaving the stage.

"Why Mommy?" ask Mother

I sniffed my shoulders and continued to enjoy every process of this race.

Until finally, it is now the turn of the Junior High child who gets a share. Suryawijaya lowered her head, she might be just like me. There is a nervousness that you both often feel if you want to take part in a race.

Mother patted Suryawijaya's shoulder. "Mother won't be angry if you both lose. Ayahanda. So just do as much as you can, which you think is the best." Suryawijaya nodded, and the sweetness again. He kissed the back of his hand before going on stage.

"Bim! There in the picture of your best friend!" I said when I looked. Bimo nodded and went to the front of the stage.

"According to Mother what makes Bimo and Suryawijaya get along?"

Mother seemed to think for a moment. Seemed calculated. "Because they're one frequency. Maybe!"

"But they never laugh. Serious times continue to be discussed." I reply in wonder. "It's not that the friend is sharing jokes and laughter, and tears, Bun! They I look at seriously."

"Akrab, don't have to laugh at each other right, Ma'am! They're guys, if the laughing continues later in thought strange. Different from Ma'am, how to talk a man and a woman. Especially Bimo, respect your sister!"

"Keep why Suryawijaya sensi sama mas Revi? Isn't that weird, Bun? Revi apologized yesterday. They should be friends!" my words are not finished.

My mother wiped the sweat off my face. "Suryawijaya must have its own reasons why not like the Revi mas. Neither can my mother impose her will."

I breathed before standing up. "Why, Bim? Suryawijaya has not finished.

"Ndoro Putri still want to be here or into GOR? School basketball team goes to the finals."

I kissed the back of Mother's hand while saying goodbye to get into the GOR. I want to see how Revi plays basketball again.

Is it cool at school too?

I entered into the GOR after passing through a crowd of people who saw me full of interest. As if I knew I was the King's daughter.

A handful of people sneered at me, but I tried not to get emotional because Bimo was following me. True too said Ayahanda. Bodyguard by pancen oye.

Inside the GOR. I spread my eyes wildly. I wanted to find where Revi was because he was not clearly seen among the hundreds of people who crowded this sports hall.

I slowly searched for him, until I finally found him with the cheer leader. The girl who dominated Revi since this morning.

Their closeness is quite more intense than just a friend. If Lilah says, they look like there's nothing. But I also can't guess what it is myself.

Our relationship is pretty complicated, so Lilah doesn't want it to be complicated just by assuming for herself about them. So I chose to join my friends on the second floor. It doesn't look obvious but I'm comfortable.

Upon arriving on the second floor, my friends immediately shouted. "Fight Baskara!"

"Baskara?" my murmurs while approaching the guardrail. "Baskara versus Revi! Whoa, battle symphony!"

I kept standing on the guardrail, watching their last match. Mas Revi looks lousy, as intimidated by Baskara. Not to mention the Baskara that looks more jago.

This match is really life and death. Especially for my own heart. I don't want school to lose just because of personal problems, but if Baskara loses. He must have been disappointed again.

I continued to watch them, until the sweat-wiping scene was clearly visible in my eyes. Dimata Ayahanda's. Where is everyone who knows if Revi's mas is my girlfriend.

Suddenly my heart became unsettled. I sit down, I want to drink, but I can't. Until Bimo approached me.

"Wanna go home?"

I shook my head and wet my dry lips.

Bimo nodded while smiling faintly. "Sister Prisia. His ex-man mas Revi." explained to me without me asking. I nodded slowly. Now I'm lemes, no energy.

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