Black Room

Cowardly man

Can you understand how I feel without having to say it first?

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Six hours later. The bell rang ten minutes ago. I walked from my locale with a piece of UH PKN paper in my hand. I walk the porch repeating rote in UH paper.

In front of office. Buk mutia sat in the picket teacher's chair. Buk mutia lifted her head from the table. His eyes are looking at me sharply.

"Open" I smiled.

Buk mutia smiled "What's the cure?" The view of buk mutia turned a piece of paper in my hand.

"Remedi UH pkn buk" Sahutku raised his eyes. I don't know why I was so reluctant to look into the eyes of buk mutia who was looking at me sharply. I walked past it.

"The spirit is UH" said buk mutia.

I looked back and smiled. Local ten two. Dozens of unfinished students in PKN lessons gathered in the room. I sat waiting for the queue to come forward facing the buk de. From the second-grade window glass. I saw buk mutia was busy with her gadget. I still feel how enchanting buk mutia even though I can only look at it from a distance.

Buk mutia put her gadget on the table. His hands were busy looking for something in the bag. I don't know what mutia's looking for. Buk mutia stood up and entered the office.

"Come on. Who else. At that time I did not much" said buk de.

I raise my hand. And walk towards it. Buk de snorted annoyedly realizing I was sitting on the table. I nodded before starting the remediation.

Stammering, I said verbally the question as well as the answer UH pkn. Long questions and answers make it a little difficult to remember. But buk de made it easier by adding sentences so I could continue. About the tenth. Buk de gave me a complete signature on my UH paper. I smiled and shook his hand after he gave me a piece of paper. I stepped out feeling proud.

In front of office. Buk mutia smiled at me. I replied with a smile.

"Where's the cure, all right?" Ask buk mutia.

I smiled and showed him the UH paper that contained the signature of the buk de.

"Hmp, congratulations" Buk mutia smiled.

I nodded in shame. "Go home buk" I said walking foyer.

I walk in the parking lot with happiness. I just took a few steps out of the office. In front of the computer lab. Buk mutia approached me with a folded paper in her hand.

"To be dikan" he said by giving the paper to me. I received a folded piece of paper, it was locked with a clip at the end of it "The boy when he got home" said buk mutia.

"What is this" I asked.

"Later you'll know too" Buk mutia smiled. Quarter of the folded paper. There's a letter as the address 'For the cowardly man who controls my silence'

"Can it be opened now?" my many.

"Don't, just at home. You can't break the rules of the game" said buk mutia.

I nodded not understanding. "Jude, if so. Let's go home first, Buk" Pamitku.

Buk mutia smiled "Don't race home" said buk mutia.

I walk and walk in the parking lot. Onward journey. I was curious about the contents of the letter that buk mutia gave me. 'For the cowardly man who controls my silence' What does that mean.

Arriving home. I opened the door of an empty house. I haven't come home from the market yet. I walked into the room after opening my shoes. I opened the clip boy carefully, his letter so long it filled a piece of paper.

"For the cowardly man" I gulped down reading the title of buk mutia's writing.

"For a cowardly man who likes me, is there more moving news than that? When your heart prefers to hold on rather than be honest and out of trouble. Is that true, sir? Wounds are another beauty of love.

"*For the mysterious cowardly man, it was your coldness that made me wonder who you were? When I found out everyone looked at you badly, I fell into beauty after I found out how you live your life. Know, Sir? I love every wound you've told me about your twitter status.

"For a cowardly man who has a head, when is the time for you to yield to your ego and tell me the truth? Because I'm just the woman who should be waiting. But, this is torturous, sir? You choose to give up and are reluctant to try.

"For the cowardly man who controls my silence, can you know how I feel without having to say it first? But I understand, Sir. None of this would have happened if I hadn't dared to start. So, I give one question to the cowardly man;

DO YOU WANT TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND* ?"

I breathed. The flood felt in my eyelids. Buk mutia shot me? Am I so excited to read the letter? I stared at the last sentence in the letter. My dream is like being real.