Dion [For My Twins]

Episodes 1.2

Tok.... tok… !

“Excuse me, Sir!” dea said politely.

“Oh, Dea. You have come!” mr. Marwan looked at him. “Father can ask for help,” he said by glancing at a guy standing before him.

“Ask what please, Sir?”

“You can take Andre, a new student, to look around our school,” said Mr. Marwan while introducing Dea.

Dea surprised. Andre's. That name. And.The face. He was reminded of the incident in the music's talented competition building. And Scorpio. Ah, he remembered the name of the band that was determined to invite him to join. Dea was getting scared. Will the guy know her? Dea sighed. He tried to calm his mind. Now, she was a girl, not a young man at the competition, and neither was Dion. Be safe!

“So, how's Dea. Are you able to help father,” repeat Mr. Marwan again.

“Can Sir,” says Dea firmly.

“Thank you, Dea. You are very helped,” said Mr. Marwan thank you.

“This school library. Up ahead there, it's a UKS room. Then.. ,”

“Already, I'm bored. We better talk more importantly,” said Andre dismissing Dea's explanation.

“You mean?”

“A year ago, I watched the Music Talented Competition. At that time anyway, I met a talented drummer”.

Dea surprised. His heart was beating very fast. What did Andre mean? Does he know? Huh! Dea tried to be calm. He did not want Andre to be suspicious of him.

“Continue, what's the connection?” dea asked pretending not to understand.

“You don't have to pretend anymore, Dea. Uh, or I'll call Dion!” andre said with a laugh. He smiled triumphantly.

Secret. How'this? The secret has been revealed. Ow hell! Dea does not know what to do, Andre will definitely force him again to join his band, Scorpio. Dea. He tried to digest every word Andre said. Not understand. He shook his head. Slowly, take a breath and exhale slowly.

“You mean?”

“Then, end this lie. I already know everything,”

Dea thought. Tidak knew? So, Andre already knew all the truth. Dion's. Drummers. Competition night. ARGH! How'this? What to do with him. Just quiet. Or will this secret be known to people?

“So, what do you want?”

“Same as before. I want you to join our band,”

“NO!” answer Dea firmly.

Andre laughs. Again. Now the word rejection is heard again. The girl before him was very stubborn. Dea still stood firm on his stance. He was already unwilling to deal with the guy, soon he stepped up leaving Andre still laughing. Stay away from the guy who already knows his secret.

“Dea, why you?” tanya Dance.

Dea shook her head. For now, he did not want to tell anyone including Tari, his best friend. He wanted to settle this matter before the secret opened too far.

“Tar, you know what class Andre is?”

“Andre?” think Dance. “You mean, Andre Steven, that handsome new student?”

“Ganteng?” now Dea thinks. “Whatever, what class is he?” continued Dea.

“Know me, she's XI class IPS 2, why are you looking for her?”

“No coking!” he answered while stepping away.

His watch shows at 4 p.m. The other students had gone home except for Dea and some extracurricular children. He immediately went towards the end of the room on the side of the school. Osis room. Then sit on the chair of the Singasana. Looking at the beautiful afternoon sky. He tries to calm the heart that is confused. Dissipated. Not even knowing the direction.

“Kok, you daydream,”

Dea was shocked, and turned to look at the source of the voice. Andre's. What the hell is going on? Why did he come to the ise room. Surely, Dea began to know the meaning of his arrival. He would have wanted to get Dea to join his band. And the answer is definitely, NO.

“This room should not be entered by anyone other than the manager of sausage,” said Dea kicked him out.

“Who made those rules? A school? No right?, so anyone can enter this room,”

Dea silence. The right! This room can be entered by anyone. Manager or not an osis manager. But not for Andre. Dea. The new student is considered a great enemy that must be avoided. MUST! .

“You want what you came here for? If you want to invite me to join your band, then... I refuse,” said Dea ketus.

Andre smiles. He ignored those words. While Dea really looks very wrathful. Pouty face. His lips held in anger. His eyes were emitting anger.

“You're chairman of sausage huh?” ask Andre. “You're an exemplary student, but why don't you announce that pride, the school must be proud of you,”

Dea silence. He knows that, he is very proud of the victory of the competition. That was his dream. Only, he did not want to play the drums more than his hobby. Especially joining a band member and then being known by others. He just wanted his hobby as a secret. A secret that will be a great memory for his beloved brother. Really, nothing more.

“Not your business! You better just leave this room, you DISTURB!”

Andre hasn't given up. His eyes stared at Dea very sharply. Slowly, his feet stepped closer to Dea. Close-up. Getting closer. Real close. Now, his position was right in front of Dea. He was still staring at Dea. Sharper than it was. Even sharper than an eagle. The girl was wrong.

“What are you, don't come near me!” expel Dea.

Andre winked. He instead listened to Dea's orders, but drew closer. Andre's hands were holding the table. His body is bent and aligns his head to Dea's head. His face was on Dea's face. His eyes stared hard. Dea could feel Andre's calm breath coming out from his nose. Dag. dig.. dug. Her face flushed. She blushed in shame.

“Awas! Don't come near!” drive Dea out again.

“Ya, already. Tomorrow I come again!” said Andre stepped away, leaving a sense of annoyance and also a blush face for Dea.

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