Boyfriend Lies

Different 2

Waking up because of a cell phone alarm. Half-conscious darting to and fro with eyes that have not yet fully glared. I ended up yawning, scratching my forehead and back neck. The truth is in the room. As I recall, last night I decided to sleep on the couch in the television room.

To stop the noise of the phone, my hand rushed to reach the object that was actually lying on the nightstand. Lucky because last night's deadline didn't make me wake up late this morning. Observed still at 05:00. Thankfully, I can relax and get ready for school.

Instead of grabbing a towel, my thumb was interested in opening the messaging app. The notification that was plastered on the screen seemed to drown out my intention to clean the body. There are some incoming messages from Ayang. The delivery time is eleven nights.

From : Ayang

All data is printed. Later Adek see again, fear there is a mistake

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My sister also made a backup proposal. Fear of first proposal rejected Mr. Abigail

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I made four pamphlet designs. Just in case also fear the first and second design does not fit in the eyes of the Adek management

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Brother go home first. Sorry not to say anything directly. Adek pules really, do not bear if you have to wake up first

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Dear. Brother has arrived home

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Not wake up, right? Brother can't sleep

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The darling?

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Yes, I continue to fight by myself. A beautiful dream. The day after we meet again. Love You & I '' ''Love You

After reading the contents, both eyes were closed. Huh, God. Early in the morning was a feeling. How can I not melt try? Those messages show him last night to do everything. I remember very well, at nine o'clock at night sleeping because I was waiting for Kak Bagas to finish two designs. It was fitting that he came home at eleven in the evening, in fact not only two designs he made but four.

Impatiently seeing the results of Ayang's struggle, my feet galloped closer to the study table. There is a stack of paper with a laptop neatly arranged there. As if not to be outdone by cellphone messages, Bagas to pin a piece of note at the top of the pile. Written,

For Adek & _______Adek

Only two words he wrote, but the effect could reach the deepest recesses of the heart. He makes me smile the most, he makes me grateful. Fortunately we turned it back. Do you try to be an ex? Hah, do not imagine the lonely life of Dara.

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I started walking one by one after I finished my shower and packed up. Justification feels full of fighting spirit because it has received love from Ayang's messages. This time, the dining room. I decided to fill my tummy before facing the comments of Mr. Abigail and Prayoga.

Arriving at the location, I was immediately presented with a warm view. Mami who was still wrapped in an apron looked so painstakingly divided the fried rice into three equal portions.

"Mommy won't eat?" ask me while pulling a chair, then sitting on it.

"Eat, really. Why ask that?" He asked back as he stepped near the sink.

"The plate is only three." Usually, Mommy provides four servings at the table. Is Soraya on hunger strike?

"Bapi, right, out of town."

"Huh?" Success gawking. "When?" Why did I just know to try?

"From yesterday." An increasingly disturbing answer.

"Te-continue to take Dara to whose room?"

"Who else would you try if it wasn't Bagas?"

"Yes. Mom told him not to care about you. Uh, it's being carried upstairs. It's a pity that you sleep on the couch, he said."

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The message that Bagas sent last night, I'm just replying now. After parking the bike neatly, I walked towards the class without taking the slightest look away from the phone screen. I typed a few words and sent them to him. Not visible notification read because the status has not shown signs online.

Huh, guess what. It is certain that he is alone. Pity is right. Luckily, Bagas was at sif night. At least, getting up during the day will not be a big problem.

I decided to turn off the phone screen. Re-insert the object into the pocket of the alma mater suit, then walk with a straight forward view. Counting eight more steps, to get to class X-A. However, when I arrived in the middle of the road my steps seemed to be stuck due to someone's call.

"Become!" The second call from the same man drew me to turn my head.

Prayoga approached quickly. Walked from the parking lot, then pulled over in front of me. He still acts as the same person. Not as cold and cranky as it was during the meeting yesterday afternoon.

"Where's the assignment, Ra?" His tone did not even sound friendly to the ears.

Quickly I opened the backpack, took out a sheet of work with Ayang, and handed it to Prayoga. "You check, aja! It's all, it's all." Unknowingly speaking to me so follow her.

However, it is unfortunate because Prayoga seems unaffected by it. He flexibly opened each sheet of paper while occasionally falling silent to observe the results.

"Aren't you not able to design, huh?" Next to his eyebrows raised.

"That can't be," I replied accordingly.

"Who is this made of?"

I was silent for a few seconds before finally answering, "Create Brother Bagas."

"What's the shame, Ra?" ask again while smiling sideways. "You told the chief to make a ginian.'

"Eh, I didn't tell you, yeah! He offered reinforcements. After all, Bagas' brother works this at home not at school."

"What's the difference?" His hands are now stored in front of his chest.

"Yes, bed! The status of the chairman at school. At home, she's DARA's GIRLFRIEND!" I widened my eyes because I was annoyed with his behavior.

Prayoga laughed heartily. "Other professional times, yes! The chief is not a babu!"

"More time bring ears, yes! The same initiative is made babu is different!" spray I don't lose.

Ah, God. He if this continues, long time make sick as well. His behavior is too different from the Prayoga I knew before. It's only natural that now I'm asking, "Why are you, anyway?"

"Why, what?" Prayoga cast a glance in any direction.

Well, right, reluctant to meet. There must be something I don't know.

"Yes, why do you think this is now?" I'd like to clarify that question.

"What was I doing first?"

My breath is heavy. Patience. Still have to be patient, so that the problem is quickly resolved.

"Yes, you were good. Now the rage is unclear."

He smiled back before giving me an answer. "Maybe you didn't know me well. Prayoga the real one .. here."

"Oh, so you have two faces. Well, just found out." As a result, the word I used to say also changed to me.

"Yes, I have two faces. Wh why? Disappointed?"

"Some!" I concluded with a satisfied smile. "Sorry, yes, Ga. Disappointment is for those who wish for more. I personally .. feel like I expect nothing from you."

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