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Finally arrived. This journey time passed very quickly. Dea came off the red bike Andre. He opened his red fence and immediately entered the house without saying thank you. That attitude is disrespectful. But he has to do it. Yes, the reason is only one, because the tears have already come out. She did not want to show any more of those sad tears. Moreover, the face of a crybaby in front of Andre. Enough is!
Dea rushed into his room. Locking door. Her tears are getting bigger. I don't know when she became a bad girl. There have been a lot of tears that have been shed just because of that guy. Before meeting Andre, she never cried except at Dion's funeral.
Dea sat on the bed. Looking at the photo of Dion. It's been two years since Dion died himself and his parents. A lot has changed. More especially to himself. She became a bad girl. I like to shed tears in vain.
In the past when Dea cried, Dion always mocked him with the word “Jelek”. And so, he did not want to cry. But now it's different. He shed those tears easily. Especially because of a guy. That prickly guy named Andre.
Dea is re-enacting the past. Her tears kept spilling. In the past, if there was a problem, he always told his older brother. And find a good solution. But now he can't talk to anyone. With Dance, that's impossible. With Andre, it's getting impossible. With Andika, Oh My God. Dea just remembered that there was an appointment with Andika. She was wearing this feminine outfit because of Andika. Dea glanced at his watch. 8.45 nights. Ah, there was no way Andika was still waiting for him. Yeah, it's very unlikely.
Dea immediately took his phone. Looking for Andika's name in contact. Then call. Not in the lift. Dea kept trying and still hasn't been picked up.
Tok…
“Dea you're asleep? Any friends of yours?” call Mama Dea.
Dea got straight out of her room. Is that Andre? But that's impossible, the guy just got home. Andika's? If so, he should explain what. Ahah! Just tell him he's not feeling well. Andika will definitely not be angry. Then he checked his body. Heat. He saw his face on the glass. Pretty pale.
“Andika,”
“Sorry I didn't keep my promise. I'm not feeling well,”
Andika's stunned. He looked at Dea with a look of wonder. Well, these clothes. Dea has not changed clothes so she still uses this feminine outfit. Lothawat! Lothawat! Lothawat! Must have been caught lying. Slowly, the man smiled. He rubbed Dea's head.
“Ya, already. You just log in,” the command. “Air outside very cold. Your pain will get worse,”
Dea silence. Lies. He lied to Andika. How'this? If you're honest, maybe Andika will be furious. He did not want to create a looseness on their friendship. If he is not honest, he is afraid to lie. Because his mother said, once we do a lie, there is a possibility that we will do it again. Ow hell! Don't lie anymore.
“Sorry yes, Andika,” please Dea.
“Nothing kok,” says Andika soft. “Other times, you can't get sick again if there's an appointment with me,”
Dea nodded slowly. Then, he left Andika who was still worried-faced. In the room, Dea threw her body onto the bed. He tangents. Even really so tangent that he was finally unable to sleep. Well, like that night when he thought of Andre.
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