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Kamal, Diar, and Rian?

This morning I had an exam after a night of study I just hope that everything I read is still stored in my brain memory which is sometimes slow.

I went to school with Bunga and some other friends. Today's weather is very bright my heart is also very bright, because Kamal began to show interest in me. Haha I am am tickled because I feel like the most GR human being. Yesterday afternoon one of my underclassmen came to my room, he gave me a folded piece of paper.

"Sir Nia, there's a letter"

"Huh? from whom?"

I received the letter and was shocked to see the handwriting was not so neat but I memorized whose handwriting it was. I almost screamed in excitement, unaware that there was Sari my underclassman.

"Thank you Sari"

"Sama-sama brother. Cieee has become a ye" Godanya.

I just smiled, I think my cheeks are getting hot. Sari left after saying goodbye. I can't wait to open the letter from Kamal

Hi Nia I just want ingetin if tomorrow repeat, do not forget to learn yes. Vim.

Good luck for tomorrow.

- Kamal Al - Faqih

Aaaaaaargh! just like that can make me fly to the sky to eight if there is. I am really happy, finally Kamal will open his heart after years of not responding at all. I really became very eager to study, until my friends were surprised because I was so relaxed when I was on exams.

When passing through the gate there is Rian's sister there, because I feel already know I greet him

"Hi brother, good luck for the test" I said.

"Eh Nia, thank you also the spirit of his repetition do not drowsiness". He said with a smile. Let's chat for a few minutes because the entrance time is still fifteen minutes. And suddenly someone pulled my hand violently.

"God.." I grimaced because my hands hurt, I held my wrists and saw what kind of human pulled my hands up like this. And that's Diar!

"You why the hell? not satisfied with making my name ugly? want anything? want to nyium in public rich gini? come on, let's be satisfied". I was really emotionally uncontrollable so many times I hit that crazy guy so hard that I finally stopped and cried, I sat down and closed my face thankfully Diar pulled me into the lonely hallway so that no one would see me.

"You can't see every time I don't have emotions. I want to talk to you nicely Nia"

"By the way? by pulling my hand to get sick rich gini?" my scab while revealing my reddish hand, Diar looked at my hand and rubbed it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally. I don't want you to beat Rian"

"Hey.. What business do you forbid I make deket same person? not clear"

"You don't know who Rian is, he's not a good guy"

"Keep in your opinion, you're a good person? Scream!!". Lost my sunny day replaced by cloud and lightning, it was all because Diar is a man who inexplicably always bothers my originally peaceful life.

"No kesse, you think Rian is interested in you? He's just that..." His words hung and I waited for the next sentence but it seemed that Diar had no intention of continuing.

"Oh yes from the beginning you came to my life everything is unclear! I hate you so much whenever I hate you!" My last words were said with great emphasis. "Denger ya Diar I never want to know any of your explanations, even I never want to know you. So please don't ever bother me again. I'm sorry for all your mistakes, I'm sincere, ridho is considered cheap as people I don't care! understand?". I immediately left Diar speechless and accidentally bumped into someone and he was, Kamal.

After reaching class and sitting in my chair Kamal came to me.

"Don't cry anymore huh, later go home to school I want to talk?". I just smiled and nodded, but in my heart I wanted to jump around so happy.

"Can I ask you something?"

"By, ask me"

"What is between you is the same

Diar?"

I told her everything without anything being covered up because I did feel innocent. I saw Kamal clenching his hands, his jaw hardening he looked angry, honestly there was a sense of pleasure in my heart because it meant Kamal cared about me.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What?" I was really trying hard to control my abnormal heart beat.

"I want you to have nothing to do with Diar, he's not a good person. I'm afraid you're why-why"

I smiled and dared to ask. "Why are you worried about me?"

"I was confused at first as to how I felt. I'm afraid that the feeling I have for you is just because I know that you feel for me, convoluted huh? Haha" Come on, he's the one who laughed at me that melted for a long time I fainted!

"Continue?" My toot.

"I like you well, not just love me too" Don't ask how I respond if I can disappear I choose to disappear for a while to say the wrong feeling of my behavior. But I have to stay here to enjoy every moment that I'll keep forever in my memory.

"If I don't answer that, Mal. You must know how I've been kamal-Kamal for years" He laughed loosely, making me even more breathless. This is not a dream, is it God? after a lot of drama that I passed Kamal finally in front of me, expressed his feelings for me. A feeling I had been expecting for 4 years. Thanks god.

"So you want to, right?" Kamal asked, looking at me while still laughing.

"You what? seblak mah wants laper by chance" I replied.

"Yaudah ah not so"

"The rich ambush is booty ah"

"That ah want to go home". Kamal stood up to walk. I dared to hold her hand, "What do you want?"

"Desnia wants to be Kamal Al-faqih's girlfriend?"

"Ngapain nanya Mal emang you are sure I will be able to refuse?"

"Fear you've liked each other because of my old wine"

"Yes I want to be your girlfriend" I smiled, "with all my heart"

Kamal looked at me, holding my hand. I could feel his affection just from looking at Kamal's eyes. Thank God for bringing this man into my life.

Until this moment while recalling those sweet memories, my heart still felt how happy I was then.

Oh my God, thank you for today, I'm really happy!! finally, Kamal and I dated after a long wait until wkwkwk. 25-03-2011🖤🖤 Love you Kamal Al-Faqih.

Haha, I laughed after reading my old diary, how much better I was when Kamal became a beautiful part of that time. Remembering it made a strange sensation in my stomach like a butterfly flying there. I'm lucky to have memories so sweet to remember, even though life isn't just about sweet. But I am grateful for whatever has happened in my life.