
‘Responsible to prove you still have heart!’
Post at night, really troublesome, Novel thought. Even so he still stepped out and received a postal package addressed to him. Curious and astonished, Novel immediately accepted it. Bring the 4x4 cm box into the room. It was only after closing the door that Novel opened it. There was only a piece of letter that he slowly opened and there were letters arranged like a puzzle.
Reading it slowly, Novel's face stiffened in shock.
‘You must apologize! Otherwise you'll die!’
His body trembled in fear, his hand also reflexively dropped the paper. The novel staggered down, sitting with an unblinking look in its eyes. His heart was currently beating stiflingly, knowing someone there was expecting his death.
While climbing the stairs, Novan exclaimed.
“Novel, are you in the room? Who did you just receive the package from, why between nights?”novan asked unsuspectingly, stopping at the door of Novel's room.
Unable to make a sound, even just to answer the call Novel huddled in silence, subduing his gaze reluctant to see the threat letter. This was his second, and it seemed to have been deliberately sent for him.
“You don't want to tell me?” tanya Novan is slow but sure, knowing the rejection answers that Novel always throws at every word. “You must be tired, rest!” Novan withdrew from his place, stepped through the lounge, and entered into his room which was right in front of his sister's room.
Always the night that Novel feels even though the sky looks bright.
Novel only keeps her fears alone, venting worries in the form of her ever-cold attitude. Even so, Novan felt that something was awkward, Novel no longer replied to his words by speaking rudely or commenting harshly. Given that Novel always issues trivial things between them.
Lesson after lesson was empty, Novel cared nothing for teaching, he thought about who sent him the threatening letter, knew where he lived and demanded he apologize. What mistake he had made until the man wanted to kill him, Novel was obviously very depressed. Often he glanced to his left right, watching everyone around him, wishing that the person was not next to him, not the person he knew.
Novel becomes more alert, more precisely parno of the movements that occur around him, immediately ascertain, and then breathe a sigh of relief if it turns out it was just a coincidence.
As everyone prepared to go home, join clubs and extra classes, Novel did not budge from her place. Until Lydia came and spilled a pile of garbage from a barrel on Novel's desk, then threw the barrel around her and smiled mockingly.
“You picket now, happy cleaning!” shitty smells.
While the others were watching them, Tiara sighed softly. Lydia is not only childish and maniacal shopping, but also has no manners.
Novel ignores Lydia completely, stands up from her seat and approaches the book locker, just as she opens the locker, an envelope with bloodstains lying inside. Surprised not to be dumbstruck, Novel shut the locker loudly, stunned everyone who was watching him, hurriedly they rushed out of the classroom before Novel got angry, while Lydia was a little stunned and scared, but she tried to be brave
He would open his mouth to protest, before Novel quickly stepped out of class with a face expression that was difficult to interpret.
The terror does not stop. The novel gets an envelope containing a letter, the words taken from a rundown old newspaper, but Novel can still read the writing.
‘You see, I'll come with your punishment!’
Squeezing a letter as hard as he could, Novel looked riled up. Spreading his gaze and turning his head agitatedly at all the places he could see. If this is how he's going crazy, what, why and who? Could it?
“Don't tell him I got a letter!” have Novel go to the driver who nodded in understanding even though he was also anxious about the change in expression of Novel who was initially afraid to turn sad.
For him Novel is only a fragile girl who tries to cover her heart by being hard, but on the other hand she also regrets Novel's decision not to accept the outpouring of affection from Novan.
The reluctance and laziness combined with the current harmony in Azalea. He had to wear a black brocade dress to come to the company ‘Kusuma’ to listen to the inauguration of the launch of new products in the form of beauty devices to be marketed in the mall. Not at all interested in the affairs of Azalea company can only obey all the wishes of his grandfather.
Be the moment he attends such a boring event and is completely silent. After that it is not until the event is finished Azalea is allowed to go home because tomorrow must be school. Feeling grateful, Azalea immediately entered the car and sat down with relief.
Paying attention to the streets and tall buildings, Azalea was bewitched. How could he reach for that tall building without doing anything, just because he was born from a rich man. Judging from the size of the hand while closing one eye, the building was very easy to grasp, but, to remove it was so difficult. Azalea felt that all business science, lessons, manners and time would only be delivered without a heart.
His plan was really to do. Almost midnight waiting for his mother to come home from the event, finally the waiting came. Hana jumped up in shock to realize her daughter had not slept, immediately brought Azalea to her office, closed the door misgivings if grandfather found out.
“Grandfather will not know, he will visit his office first.” said Azalea reminded, Hana chuckles small, how can he forget the habits of his in-laws.
“You have missed your bedtime, there must be something that disturbs your mind, what is it?” ask Hana.
“It's not that important anyway, but I really want to know. Mom, is there a child named Tiara Iznia in the orphanage?” tanya Azalea was very curious. It is not a coincidence that he saw Tiara in front of Robby's room, there must be a reason why Tiara and Novel are no longer friends, also the reason Tiara entered the fashion club.
“Oh, how do you know? Hm, he lives in an orphanage near the main office, why? You know him, he's a smart kid, he goes to school in the same place as you.” explained his mother. Azalea let out a breath of disbelief.
So all this time, Tiara had been lying that she was the only child of a paper businessman.
One day before.
Fauzi and Azalea are now together, arranging class expenses, checking financial statements and then deciding to use them when the class is told to show at the school anniversary event.
There wasn't much to do after that, but Fauzi started to discuss something, which had disturbed his concentration since then. Azalea continued to bend her pouty face.
“What's so bad about you being vice-chairman?” ask Fauzi. Azalea shook her head limply, “Lalu?”
“Uzi, I completely got a rejection from Novel. He doesn't want to enter the STUPA, it's a shame. I'm not even familiar with him, why do I want to ask him to come in, haah.” lamented, Fauzi smiled understandably. “You smiling? Meltedekku!” azalea Sentak. Fauzi shook his index finger and pushed Azalea's forehead with the same finger.
“Of course he refuses if you talk like that, use your brain not only on lessons, but how to change the thought of Novel to enter eskul.” he said in line with the knock he did on Azalea's forehead.
“Soaring!” tell Azalea to throw her finger. “I don't know what to think, I can't guess his heart.”
“No human being can.” Fauzi chirped.
“Ah, why do you think he is so cold, before he was still being polite to me, if I asked he replied quite well.” Suddenly enthusiastic, Azalea looked expectantly at Fauzi.
“Entahlah, her brother Nova not me.” Fauzi bell, Azalea disappointed. “But maybe it could be because of the incident a year ago, you remember he used to be friends with Tiara and Irma. They were always three, but ever since the accident happened, Novel turned very rough.”
“Tiara?” muttered Azalea, some time ago he saw Tiara who stopped visiting Robby and then became his junior in the fashion club.
“Instead, you better start adapting to stewardship and be more courageous. I am also not very experienced, we have to work together.” explained Fauzi.
“One more thing, you're not curious about Gian?” tanya Azalea did not want to bother about her classmates who were still hesitant about her leadership as vice-chairman of the class.
“Why with him? Why should I be curious about him? I'm still normal.” reject Fauzi accordingly.
“Not that, but the wound on his hand,” interrupted Azalea.
“That's because of his hobby of boxing, so there's nothing strange.”tandas Fauzi.
“He once kicked someone else on the roof!” azalea hatch.
Fauzi was speechless, turning a glance at Azalea who was looking at him seriously.
“You want to know about him? Come here!” Fauzi told Azalea to come closer, whispering something and Azalea listened carefully. Soon his eyes were shocked.