
When showing at eight past fifteen minutes at night, Salwa was engrossed in staring at the screen netbook filled with photos of his idol, occasionally singing with music that he was playing now.
Tingdong... Tinctong..
Two notifications of incoming messages almost simultaneously, one received from an unknown number and the other was a message received from Fauzi. Salwa first opens the message sent from an unknown number.
"Good night.. Right with Salwa??"
"Who??" Salwa thought with a frown.
"Yes, who?" Reply to the message Salwa sent.
"I'm Farhan.."
"Farhan's? Farhan?"
"Hehe yes.."
"Ah yes, what's wrong, brother??"
"Son, I'm just sending a message. I'm not bothering you, am I?"
"Not really, sister.."
"Oh yes, he said you took two eskul yes.."
"Yes sis.."
"Yes strong.. What is eskul?"
"Hehe is said to be strong also not really brother actually, I just want to try it.. I join eskul dance and music"
"You like to sing.."
"No, I'm just happy with some musical instruments.."
"Well me too, hehe can't say a few if I because I can only guitar.."
"So brother take eskul music too??"
"So, I don't really get a guitar either, I just know a few keys.."
"Some keys if you can already one song is cool, brother.."
"Ha ha ha time is so cool just because it can be one more.."
"Yes dong, the guitar is not easy, if it can mean it's cool"
"Haha so now I'm cool.."
"Hehehe is always cool, my friends love big brother.."
"Are you not included?"
"What brother?"
"Well, the one who likes me is like your friends.."
"Yes I am also a brother, is there a child of my age who does not like the brother? Everyone likes it.."
"It's good that Salwa likes it, I'm glad that Salwa likes me.."
"Haha should be even more happy because the likes are not just me.."
"But enough Salwa I'm happy.."
Salwa was a little confused by what Farhan meant.
"He he he yes.." Salwa replied awkwardly.
Salwa continued to reply to messages from Farhan until she had forgotten that there had been one other message coming from Fauzi before. Salwa quickly closed the conversation from Farhan and opened a message from Fauzi.
"I'm sorry for giving your number to others without your permission, I don't feel good about Farhan" Fauzi said.
"Oh so Brother Farhan got my number from Brother Fauzi" muttered Salwa.
"It's okay, brother.." Reply to the message Salwa sent to Fauzi.
Finally like a month ago, Salwa was again busy sending messages with Fauzi until late at night, but this time in addition to replying to Fauzi's message, Salwa also occasionally replied to incoming messages from Farhan.
Not long before the midterms will begin, but lately Fauzi has become difficult to concentrate. Yes maybe because this is the first time he is really interested in a woman to make him always dizzy himself thinking about Salwa.
Fauzi again grabbed the book that he had used to write his expression of feelings when he first saw Salwa and instantly made his heart pound.
"Am I a man who deserves to love you? What can? Wouldn't I hurt you if I asked you to be a idol?" Fauzi.
For a moment Fauzi looked at his own writing and closed the book in annoyance.
"Ah since when did I become happy to write like this" Gurgungunya. But he himself could not deny there was a feeling of being better after writing the words he thought alay was.
Fauzi again grabbed his book and tried to focus on reading the materials and occasionally working on practice examples to hone where he understood the lessons.
Fauzi has tried hard but it is still difficult to focus on his lessons. He finally grabbed his phone and tried to send a message to Salwa. "Maybe my feelings can be a little relieved and can refocus after a short chat with Salwa" he thought.
"What meda?" The message Fauzi sent to start a conversation with Salwa.
About ten minutes Fauzi had sent Salwa a message but there was no reply. Fauzi got up from his desk and lay in bed staring at his phone, hoping for a quick reply to Salwa's message.
"Again π" Reply Salwa with additional laughing emoticons.
"Sound? What language is it?" Ask Fauzi.
"Ck, sister's less distant to play.." Reply Salwa.
"Why play less far?"
"Well, because you don't know the same terms.."
"Well, you can say that you call a place but I don't know.."
"Oh, yes, yes.."
"Hem, so what's that??"
"Then it's kind of delusional.."
"What are you fantasizing about?"
"Khayalin can meet Oppa π " replied Salwa.
"Oppa??" Ask Fauzi again. Fauzi knew the oppa call was usually aimed at Korean men, only that Fauzi wanted to be sure.
"Yes oppa time also brother does not know.. That's my brother, the Korean idols are tamvan.." Reply Salwa.
"WHAATTT???? SALWA'S AN OPPA FAN??" Fauzi immediately remembered Farhan's words that he swore he would like Oppa-loving women. Farha's curse that day seemed to come true.
"O ha ha if that's what I know, I think oppa what it is, you mean Oppa grandfather.."
"Ck, when you do, I think I'm looking for grandparents.."
"Well, who knows.. Why do you like Oppa-oppa? Because they're cute??"
"Well, that's one of them, too..."
"I'm also cute, why don't you like me. I can really like you back, so no need to π" replied Fauzi with a laughing emoticon that showed he was joking even though he was actually quite serious about the message he sent it.
"Ha ha can't you like Fauzi's sister?" Reply Salwa.
"If you want π" Again Fauzi added laughing emoticons, Fauzi just didn't want the conversation to seem stiff.
"Ha ha ha later deh I thought that the problem likes the same brother Fauzi.."
"Ha ha ha I wait until Salwa likes it.."
"Today may not be but I don't know tomorrow. Just hang. Dilan vers Salwa, ha ha ha.."
"Well it fits, noh Dilan is also cute why not like Dilan aja and not oppa-oppa it??" Ask Fauzi.
Fauzi was always interested in anything about Salwa. He had been amazed at Salwa who he thought was not easy to despair, this time Fauzi wanted to know what made Salwa to like the Oppa-oppa, is it just because the Oppa-oppa's look handsome.
Fauzi who had wanted to learn but could not concentrate because of his thoughts with Salwa until finally decided to send a message to Salwa finally forgot the intention of learning and was already engrossed in reciprocating messages with Salwa.