Beautiful In Dark
21. Pledged
I'm gonna change
Being Superman?
Even I am willing to change more than that for my love
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Darka propped up his chin on the table, opening his eyes many times. Slowly the young man's mouth opened, reflecting on the events of the night.
“Good night and have a nice dream.”
“Yes, Lord, why is this heart pounding every time it remembers it,” muttered the young man quietly.
“Yang pounding heart. The liver is not pounding, but its function removes toxins from the body.” Sandi put her backpack on the chair, right behind Darka sitting down. Sandi shook her head, only early in the morning did Darka speak strangely.
“Biarin, San. His name is new kasmaran,” chirps Putra who sits beside Darka, back at his busy reading webtoon on the phone.
“Oh, Eneng Okky Jelly Drink, you drive me crazy.”
Next, Darka moved madly in his seat. Make some other students lean towards him. Sandi just grumbled roughly, opening her package book with no interest. The son kicked the young man's chair to keep him quiet. Anwar, who had just come straight at the head of the young man.
"Hee jellyfish, still early in the morning do not get into a trance first.”
Darka grimaced, rubbing his head. The young man pursed his lips, clenched his hands into the air about to punch Anwar in the face.
“Really like lo same him?”
Darka turned his head, finding the Son who spoke to him. “Means lo?”
“Sama Jelita's. Are you really serious?”
Darka was silent, long enough. The young man seemed to think, then asked himself. Jelita Geannesa, is it really the woman who finally made Darka soar?
Until a few minutes into silence, Darka nodded his head firmly. “Gue seriously.”
“Totally?” putra asked, not believing the land crocodile but being his best friend replied firmly.
“Selera lo turns out to be the same cold flat chick yes, sob.” Sandi patted Darka on the shoulder from behind.
“Now he likes not the same lo?”
Darka's eyebrows raised, “Meanings lo?” Again, that's what came out of his mouth.
“Why don't you test just he has the same feeling lo what is not?” Anwar raised his eyebrows. “Let mantep rowdy ah. Do you want to be rejected? From enggak.”
“On the test lo say again what semester exam?” cibir Sandi's. “Eh, but just try who knows exciting.”
“Feelings woy girls don't mess around.” The son commented, disagreeing with Anwar's plan.
“Not played, huhelah,” sergeant Anwar. “Only a day. You pretend to avoid, pick a path with other girls. Keep, we see, he's jealous of nothing.”
Darka ruffled his hair, cleared his throat and seemed to think again.
“Where?”
“OK. I agree.”
***
“Sampe your eyes out of the hole, the chat room will continue to be empty unless you chat first, goblok.”
Darka did not reply and still looked at the screen of his phone with a blank look.
Anxious son himself watched Darka who in the past week was again moody because of a girl. Girls who aren't even school prima donna or cute and well-known threads.
Oh, my God, this is Jelita Geanessa.
But Darka can be careless because there is no message from Lita. She thinks Darka is just confused by her feelings and, cornered, says that she really likes Lita. The young man was really serious.
Ever since Darka opened the small scenario to test Lita's feelings, the girl seemed to have vanished. The girl also disappeared not to be found in the cafeteria. There was also nothing in class. He seemed to dodge and could not be found, but his absence was not empty. Even once, Putra had seen Lita in the library.
“Gue kangen Jeli.”
“HAH?”
Anwar, Sandi, and Putra were shocked to hear Darka chanting all of a sudden. Especially what he called the girl's name. In this case .. Anwar, Sandi, and Putra look at each other.
“Ah, I can't if I have to pretend to be the same girl, I don't know anything. If Lita really misunderstood how?” darka said, already can not stand it anymore despite still hesitating to exchange messages to Lita, still waiting for the girl.
“Darka ... have you really repented njir?”
The first to beat was Sandi, followed by nods of Anwar and Putra.
“Oke, if so we make a plan to improve Jelita as well as a thanksgiving event,” Sandi immediately grabbed the bench next to Darka. Stupidly Anwar and Putra followed and took a serious look.
Darka blinked. “What size?”
“TREATMENT OF THE DARKNESS!” Sandi raised both her hands dramatically which instantly could be super hard tabokan from Darka.
***
“The first plan, we take Lita to Anwar's house, say a thanksgiving event! Anyway must be until Lita wants to come.”
Darka hesitated that Lita would talk to him in front of so many people. The message was not necessarily read by Lita. So the young man waited until the school was quiet and Lita was usually doing chores at school.
After a long wait, what the young man got was something else.
Darka's emotions rose to the head. His face was red. Lita should not show her smile carelessly. Only Darka had ever seen Lita smile.
The plan to speak out and bring Lita without coercion was destroyed. Darka walks into the classroom and pulls Lita from her chair.
“Oh yes, thanks–ah!” Lita is pulled to her feet and has to smash Darka's chest. The girl widened her eyes. “Darka?”
Darka still did not bully Lita who was staring at him in confusion. “Sorri, I have business with Jelita, come.”
Lita resigned herself when Darka gave a sharp look at her classmate and pulled her into the parking lot. He did not dare to say anything when he saw Darka's hardened countenance.
Especially when getting Sandi, Anwar, and Putra in the school parking lot. Darka just walked in the front seat. The son cast a questioning gaze which the headband answered by Lita. They immediately headed for Anwar's house with a tense atmosphere inside the car.
***
“Sorri, I narik lo rough earlier.”
Darka sighed. Lean on a chair on the balcony of Anwar's house. Lita was still standing on the edge of the balcony fence while watching Darka who was kneeling her temple.
It was late and they were on the balcony. Darka once said this was the place where he would go when he was happy or sad, but Lita did not catch what the guy was feeling.
“Who was he?”
“Hm?”
“Cowo that was. The same lo.”
“Oh, it's Rangga. He found my book sprained on the teacher's desk. I just said thanks.”
“Keep the decets?”
Lita did not understand where this conversation was going and why the young man in front of her was now a child. Squeeze lips while grumbling silently.
“He's just a classmate, Darka. Again, it's not me who should be the same you who was the girl at that time?”
Darka was now trembling, looking at Lita with a pias face. “Ga-knew. I don't know him.”
“Keep being embraced?”
"Jealous, huh?" goda Darka was confident, making Lita sigh tired.
“Gue home yes?”
"No!"
Lita is eager to vent all her emotions now until it runs out, but the girl can't. In the end, Lita is just a girl who is being played by Darka. Lita decided to really step away from the balcony.
But Darka immediately grabbed his hand. Lita looked at Darka who was now looking down.
"Do you know I'm a playboy? I like to play with girls. I like them easily, but they are missing too" Darka said in a serious tone. "Gue knows I'm handsome, often arrogant as well. But now I want to insyaf, because now I've found the one."
"Continue?" ask Lita still don't understand.
“Gue deketin girls again because you want to see if you can be jealous. So I tried to make another girl. Don't get me wrong, Jeli. Moreover, until far away, you make me fucked.”
Darka meant it when he said it. The young man was like a dog abandoned by his owner on the side of the road.
“Jealous?”
Darka raised his head. Staring at Lita who was standing, from the chair she was holding. Darka had to take a step forward, he didn't know what to do if there was another young man who managed to snatch Lita from him.
“Gue likes the same lo.”
Lita's heart almost slipped into her stomach. The girl was ready to melt in a place with gelatinous legs, limp to stand also stomach that seemed to be filled with thousands of butterflies.
“Gue is serious and I really like you. I'm not asking you to react to my feelings.” Darka chuckles. “But I'm asking you to wait for me.”
Lita frowned. Darka looked at it, and he smiled faintly.
“Gua will turn into a better Darka and if I have succeeded with my dreams, I will come back again.”
Lita is touched by Darka's will that wants nothing from her now. But clearly asking her to wait for Darka to be much more deserving.
“Wait for me, will you, Jel?”
Lita is still digesting while Darka continues to wait for Lita's answer.
If Lita nods, this means she should be prepared for any laughter and hurt in the process and Darka as well. But Lita also wanted to know to what extent she could pursue her happiness. Also can Darka?
Unknowingly, Lita already smiled faintly and nodded, giving up her heart to take care of Darka.
“Iya. I'll be waiting for you, Darka.” Lita will believe in Darka.
THE DUAR! THE DUAR!
At the same time, fireworks erupted on the roof of Anwar's house. The three young men who had always been with Darka were the masterminds. They laughed while waving their hands from below. It turned out that this was all a plan from the beginning.
Darka laughs. Laughter that he never knew he could make. Laughter after that after standing in the shadows. For a while, Darka could forget about it.
Yes, with Lita by his side.
“Still, Jelita Geanessa.”
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