Dion [For My Twins]

Episodes 1.1

“OK, friends. Today's meeting I closed,” Dea said ending the meeting isa.

Dea sighed. How exhausting! The position as head of the osis made him very tired. He had never thought before, he would occupy a cushioned rocking chair with the highest student post in that school.

He stands. Stretch the stiff muscles of the hand. Last night, he stayed up late to finish his art report or retire in a few months. Then close the report to another osis manager. He had to make that last show a spectacular one. Not only Indonesian Idol must be spectacular, but this important retirement event must also be spectacular and successful.

“Huaam,” Dea yawn. He rubbed his eyes. He hoped that this sleepiness would disappear. “Day, have you had a drink?” he told his best friend and secretary of the ises.

Dance nodded her head. Slowly he picked up a bottle of drink in his bag. Dea took the drink and sipped it. Stuck dance, she's used to her tomboyfriend. It's used to seeing Dea yawn after a meeting. It was used to seeing Dea being tomboyish to her friends. It was common to see the dimpled girl working so hard.

“Dea, why should you stay up late? Indeed, you do not have time to finish the report during the day,” asked Tari a little confused with the condition of Dea who is often sleepy.

“Not so Tar, you know yourself my busyness?”

“Yes, I know. You always practice playing the drums.  But I tangent, why don't you want to be a band boy?”

Dea simply smiled, developing her smile. He doesn't need to be a band boy. Enough like this. The head of the osis who always did a good job. A tomboy who is always known by his friends and teachers. Then he embraced Dance into his arms. You are right!, Dance is her best friend. She and Tari have been friends since childhood. Maybe since the baby. It was as if they were meant to always be together. And just dance, a girl who can understand her condition and keep her secret. Maybe not a big secret, but a secret that makes people gape.

Home school. This quiet place is a destination. Over and over again, he went to the public funeral. Always go to the corner of the tomb. And at this very moment, Dea revealed her female side. She cried. His tears always spilled when faced directly with the tombstone. Like at the moment.

It's been almost three years. Dion Purnama Putra, the older brother he loved dearly, went to the place of immortality. A fatal accident caused his life to disappear. Until now, Dea could not have been the blood that flowed through Dion's body. And when imagining that guy, he always felt his cheek on elus gently by his brother to calm him down. He always remembered the pain of his heart when he saw his mother faint listening to the news.

“Kak, why did Brother leave so quickly?” he said as he stroked the tombstone gently. “Second brother with this cup?” ask Dea.

That cup. The cup victory of a talented competition a year ago lay near Dion's tombstone. It was a lovely gift from him on Dion's 19th birthday. Even though Dion was gone, he still wanted to create the most beautiful smile to his brother. Through his favorite hobby, playing drums.

Dea walked very slowly. Trying to keep the step distance frequency in order not to be heard by Dance. Not out of fear of the girl, but there was already a suprise idea. Not an amazing thing, just a puck.

Dance jumped, ran away from her seat. His breathing was puffing irregularly. While Dea laughed out loud. That reaction. The unique reaction that Tari always shows when she is surprised is very funny. The right! He was like a mouse that was frightened at the arrival of humans. And every time it happened, Dea always laughed out loud until her mouth was wide open.

“Dea, what the hell? You want to make me die of a heart attack,” said angry Dance.

“No, Tar,” Dea said while holding back laughter.

“Huh, beware yes!” Dance threaten. Dance approached, preparing fingers. He will repay Dea. By tickling the girl's body.

“Ampun, Tar. I promise that this is the last one,” Dea said while protecting her body.

“Really, watch out you lied?”

“I promise, HAHAHAHA,”

“Udah Dea, don't laugh anymore. Later I'm really angry with you,” threatened Dance again.

Dea covered her mouth with her hands. Otherwise, it is not known what happened to their friendly relationship. But that incident was really funny. Dea enjoyed it very much. It could be said, there was a part of the burden missing from his heart. He felt a little relief.

Suddenly, a man with thick glasses approached them. Dea and Dance glued. What the hell is going on? Is there a problem? Fearfully. Not the guy, but the glasses are you! So thick.

“Sorry Brother Dea. Brother called Mr Marwan now?” said the guy with the glasses was shaking.

“Yes, thank you,” said Dea frowning in wonder at the man's behavior.

Slowly, he stepped away leaving the still slightly angry Dance. Mr Marwan, what's the matter with the Vice Principal? Has he made a big mistake? Or maybe, the teachers and their friends already know the secret?

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