Beautiful Girl And Man At The End Of Dusk

Who's He?

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Crings............

The school bell rang long. His loud voice made a carefree smile on the faces of the students who had been waiting to leave the class. One of the most awaited moments when the class begins to be boring, or maybe because of fear if the teacher pointed him up to work on a difficult problem.

The teachers immediately ended their lesson. There were a lot of students out of class. Some immediately headed to the school yard, continued the volleyball game that had been delayed, some chose to just sit back and talk under the thick trees there. Some of them also prefer to stay in the classroom. As soon as the lesson ended, immediately put the book in the drawer, and immediately lay half his body on the table. Sleep in a sitting position. While students who have a close relationship with books, will choose to spend their rest time in the Library. Exploring the world and interesting stories through a book. And most of them are those who choose the canteen, as a place to unwind after going through a lesson that is quite tiring and draining the brain, hehe.

Likewise with Indah and Sinta who are now in the school cafeteria. Sinta seemed to enjoy the food. While Indah hastily scooped one after another bowl of meatballs in front of her.

"Beautiful, you eat it fast. Relax, the bell is still a long time away. You eat like a hungry person. " Sinta laughed a little when she saw her friend eating without pause. He tried to mock her.

"Look at your food's almost gone, while I'm half as good as not yet." Further.

"I forgot I had to go to Sinta's library. After this, Bu Musda will enter, I must immediately borrow Indonesian books in Perpus."

"My book exists, we can wear it together."

"Yes, but Mom will give us a task soon. And she wants all the kids in the class to have their own books. I haven't bought the book yet, so I'm gonna have to borrow it first on the pylus." Lovely explained while continuing to scoop up the meatballs.

"Yes.iya. All right, should I go with you?"

"No need, I'll go alone. Look, your meatballs are still plenty. It would be a pity if it is not finished, redundant."

"Dear that, baby." Sinta replied looking at her meatball with a look of unwillingness to lose.

"Yes, I'm first." After devouring the last mouthful, Indah rushed to pay for the meal, and immediately headed to the library.

"Yes.iya." Sinta replied while again enjoying her bowl of meatballs without turning to Indah.

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"Indonesian.... Hhmm... Where is it?" Say beautiful slowly, talking to yourself.

It was beautiful to go back around exploring one by one the shelves in the library. He had only first entered the library after 2 weeks of moving to this school. The library was quite spacious, several tables and chairs were on the right and left sides of the room. High shelves neatly lined up on the sides of the middle, back and front. The books are neatly arranged in it. It seemed that there were some students sitting casually with each book in their hands. Beautiful is still busy looking for the book she wants, not caring too much about the people there.

After a few minutes of searching....

"Here we go, finally we'll see you." Sahut Indah happy.

Beautiful walk towards the library guard table. Show him the book he's going to borrow, and put his name on the list. As he was about to leave the perpus, he turned around for a moment, his gaze fixed on the figure of a man sitting alone in one corner of the perpus near the window. Beautifully unable to see his face, the man sat down to his back. He felt he had seen it, for a few seconds he looked at the man while remembering about him, until finally the entrance bell rang. Disperse daydreams. He immediately left the library, headed for class.

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...Feelings I can't explain...

...A heart I cannot calm...

...When you are back...

...I am in a imaginary world...

...Your shadow approaches...

...I see a smile there...

At 15:40 Sinta was in the house Indah, they were doing chores together. The two of them sat down on the bedside. Yes, Ms. Musda gave them the task of making one poem with a free theme. Beautiful looks seriously stringing word by word on top of his book. Sinta also looked serious. Seriously put on an upset face because it has not gotten any inspiration for his task (hehe). Beautiful who loved poetry so passionately made it. While Sinta who does not like poetry at all looks very confused about what to write.

"Aarrggh..." Shouting Sinta suddenly made Indah very surprised.

"Love! You just have to take care of it."

"Sorry..sorry.I end I don't know what to write Beautiful. I never write poetry, I don't like poetry. Why does his job have to be that. Why not practice running around the field, or not practice playing cake ball." Sinta ruffled her hair which she pigtailed one as usual.

"Eh, it's a sports lesson, it's Sinta Indonesian. You are-there is a thing." It was beautiful to be confused to hear the words of his friend.

"Yes.. barin."

The atmosphere was quiet again for a moment, Sinta chose to lay her body on the floor with a soft fur carpet.

"I'm done." Lovely words close the book. And choose a bed to lay down his body. Pretty tired.

"You're done??? Yahh.... How do I keep going?" Ask surprised.

"Yes..you go on, I'll wait until it's over." Hugging his pillow.

"Yeah.... Lovely, help dong. Time is the same my own friend. Bantuin... Is beautiful.... Is beautiful....Beautiful" Sinta continued to call the name Indah so that Indah gave up and wanted to help her.

"You're noisy. Yes, here quickly I help. But I help him to string the right words, if the thinking still you loh."

"Yes. yeah..." Sinta's a little pouty.

"Finally finished too. Thanks for my best friend." Sinta raised two fingers and placed them on the right forehead, like a man's behavior when thanking his friend. Lovely just smiling looking at his friend's behavior.

Lovely looking at the small alarm clock on top of his desk. It's 17:15.

"It turns out it's late afternoon." Said Sinta who also saw the alarm clock.

"Yes, I don't realize it either."

"If so I go home then yeah..." Say Sinta while putting her books in a bag.

"Yes. eehh, wait a minute. I'm gonna ask you something Sin."

"Ask what?" I was busy writing some books.

"Do you know a guy named Adnan? Hmm... He lives in this compound as well." Tanya Beautiful hesitated.

"Adnan?? Hmm... " Sinta thought for a moment with her hand resting on her chin.

"Oh... that guy who lives in the hallway of Dahlia 2 right?" He said pretty sure.

"Yes, the tall one, kept white, kept on...." Not finished Indah explained, Sinta has cut the explanation.

"Yes, yes. I'm sure you mean it's him. Only he whose name is Adnan lives in this complex. He's my brother's friend, I've seen my brother come to the house with him."

"Hmmm..." Beautiful Mumbles

"Why? You know him?"

"Ehh.. engg."

"Certainly? How do you know his name?"

"Gini, every day I will go to the Mosque, the Mosque of our complex. I always pray Maghrib and Isya there. And I see, he's been there a lot. And a few days ago, there was a little incident coming home from the mosque, which made me talk to him for a while, and know his name."

"What incident?" Sinta's face turned serious.

"No, it's just a small incident about the loss of shoes, hehe." Lovely chuckles.

"lost shoes? Ah you are there. After all, Adnan is our upperclassman at school."

"HUH? Classmate?"

"Ihh.what the heck is beautiful ngagetin aja deh. Why does it respond to that." Sinta who was surprised by Beautiful expression spontaneously hit her friend's arm slowly.

"Hehe.. don't really, a. I. I'm just shocked." Beautiful smile stiff.

"Keep on. keep..." Beautiful Continue.

"Keep on. keep on, the parking lot guy."

"Iihh, you are, really sewot. Don't get angry easily ditu dong, ya already continue." Beautiful Persuad.

"Yes, Brother Adnan is a child of class XII.IPA 1. He's a pretty famous guy in school, because of his achievements. He has always represented the school in various competitions, such as mathematics, IPA, and many more. Moreover, he is quite handsome, said the people anyway. but I see it ordinary tuh.”.

"But I never saw him at school?"

"You've only been in Ndah's school for 2 weeks. Our class building is different from class XII. And one more thing, he rarely wanders around in other places when in school. Besides Classes, and libraries."

"Oohh that's it."

"Yes... I guess." Say Sinta followed by a look of confusion from Indah.

"Well, how's it like?"

"Well, I also heard the story from people at school. Hehe." Sinta chuckles

"You are this."

"Unclassmate...." Beautiful again said quietly, he was drifting in his own daydream.

"Beautiful! It's beautiful!" Shouted Sinta quite loudly, disperse the beautiful daydream.

"Why daydream anyway?"

"E. uh not really." Beautiful is wrong.

"I went home first... I want the Maghrib."

"You don't want to go to the mosque with me."

"Next time, yeah..."

"Yes, let me take you forward."

" Yuk."