GRAF'S THEOREM

CHAPTER 14 WITH DAWN

Dusk yellowing. The sun was almost drowning in the night. Anggita standing in front of the gate of his house. Occasionally looking up towards the road. Before long, a motor came and stopped right in front of him. The driver opened the helmet he was wearing.

"Us permission, Ta? Are your wounds really okay?" ask the driver; Dawn.

Angita nodded steadily. Dawn hands the helmet to Anggita.

"Nothing is better than a jacket?" ask Fajar again while watching Anggita maroon jacket that has covered almost all the upper part of his body.

"This is the best, Faj. It's really cold in there, huh? Don't want to camp at the top!" Angita.

"Yes, no, Ta. But the journey is far away. You are cold on the road! Oh, I'm giving up my jacket." Dawn shuddered as it wrapped its two tons into its own body.

Anggita patted Fajar's shoulder. Riding motor.

"Udah! Aja street. God willing I'm strong, Faj!" anggita reply reassuring.

Dawn no longer commented. The motor drove back through the twilight wind. Anggita let her face in her sweep. Both his hands took two sides of Dawn's jacket, just as he had done to Gilar. The motor continued to run until the evening.

***

Mata Anggita. Either because of the wind that hit him or because he had been crying for hours. His crying voice was indeed inaudible, even by himself. The sound of the waves was too deafening. Until Anggita repeatedly can scream as loud as possible. Although his voice vanished with the waves.

The moon stared in shame from behind the clouds. Some stars managed to slip out of protection. Fajar stepped closer to Anggita while carrying a tray containing large fish whose tail was forced out of the container because it could not fit.

The sand became the base of the two sitting side by side. The hand of Dawn served as a living table while Anggita pinched the meat of grilled fish which now lives in half. Dawn can only smile. He looked calmer and back to normal.

"There is an idea you invite me to eat fish on the beach, Faj." said Anggita while smearing the leftover fish with a bowl of soy sauce sambal which had been touched only a little.

Dawn slipping.

"Hey! I don't like to get sucked up, Ta! My stomach is sensitive!" Dawn grumbled in annoyance, "once eat a fish with a natural sensation, Ta."

Angita chuckles. His tongue is stuck. Then pinch back the fish with a large size. He devoured it without hesitation, though the mouth of Dawn gaped wide.

"You fit into a food vloger. Why not try it?" Dawn handed the tray to Anggita.

"That's dong! You're the one who got caught here. Don't eat much! Fat later!" Anggita receives the tray and puts it on his lap.

"Udah fat times, Ta!" The brief Dawn.

Angita smiles. Dawn watched the girl. Although his eyes are swollen, Anggita looks more cheerful than before.

"Faj, did I wrongly ask Gilar out of the Motorcycle gang?" Angita looked towards him. There were remnants of a black stain attached at the periphery of his lips.

Instead of answering Anggita's question, Fajar instead handed her phone which had been attached to the front camera to the girl. Anggita.

"You want a photo together, Faj?" ask Anggita while preparing to tidy up her disheveled hair.

Dawn chuckles.

"Your lips are swollen, Ta! Take a photo with you!" Dawn prestige.

Hurriedly Anggita rubbed her lips with her hands. Dawns.

"Sorok, Ta! Pake the cake tissue!" Dawn shuddered.

Anggita opens the contents of the fish's head, sorting it out before landing it in the mouth.

"Just this time he's angry, Faj. I was in a heavy shock! I'm just worried about him. Afraid she's okay!"

Dawn mangut-mangut. His hands are twisting each other.

"His name is also a boy, Ta. I don't like it on the bridle!" answer Fajar reluctantly.

"So she meant to say, baby to me, that's what try!"

Dawns.

"But the end even said he could not date. It's weird!" Anggita's voice tone is rising. The look on the girl's face showed irritation. In throwing sand that he held in front of him, his mouth conicaled.

"He said that?" Fajar looked at Anggita. The girl nodded steadily.

"What do you need to answer?"

The gaze of Dawn grew sharper looking at Anggita. Even though the girl was not disturbed in the least.

"I didn't answer anything. He did not ask questions, but statements. What should I try?"

Anggita returned the gaze of Dawn. The man gasped a little.

"If I were you, it would be the same." Answer Fajar confused.

"Tuh, right! It's getting less clear about his business. I'm still nobody to her, "Agita scowled, "but I like her."

"If you're nobody to him, there's no way he'd say it's like that. Obviously he loves you, Ta. There may just be another consideration as to why she can't date you. It's weird, though! Usually, a guy likes to directly ngajakin the girl he loves to date. But Gilar isn't!"

"Any, right? Make the baper unclear, you know!"

"Why didn't you ask him about it?"

"Eitherway! Reluctant. Disappointed, perhaps more precisely. Just saying baby but can't date. Confused yourself!"

"You still want to like him?"

Angita. He doesn't know if he should return his feelings or not. Just to hear the statement of love that has been spoken Gilar even bring problems that persist. The new sense of pleasure because it turns out Gilar has the same feelings with him, again leading to disappointment. He doesn't know what tomorrow will be like.

Watching Gilar's own wrath, making Anggita upset and sorry at the same time. He just wanted his Gilar to be okay. But he could do nothing to make Gilar obey his words. He was still a nobody to the man.

"Maybe I should try to avoid him, Faj."

Anggita bent both knees. He then folds both hands. Put a chin on it. Looking at the waves that are still chasing each other.

Slowly Dawn touched Anggita's shoulder. Patting slowly. There was a sudden sense of pleasure that made him relieved.

"You sure?"

Dawn just wants to strengthen the decision of Anggita. He did not want to see the girl continue to be hurt due to his feelings that were not reciprocated as well.

"God willing."

Angita. The girl no longer said anything. The affection cannot be released as easily as turning the palm of the hand.

Just like when his love for Gilar began to exist, the process he had to face was too long.

His love for Gilar did not start in the eyes and then go down to the heart. In his eyes, Gilar was just a student figure to avoid. Badung kid who can't be approached. The Ganga of Rangga of Gilar. There is not a single thing that can be valued from the point of view of Anggita's eyes. That man is in the category that must be avoided!

"You can definitely forget him, Ta."

Dawn determined.

***

The next day Gilar did not enter the class. Anggita tried not to be disturbed by the whispers of his classmates who were associating themselves with Gilar. The question that came out of Gladis out of curiosity was only responded to by a smile by Anggita. He wanted to go through the process away from the figure of Gilar. No longer want to be associated with a man who makes ambiguous statements.

Despite the impact, Rangga began to approach him again. If there was a chance, he always managed to sit around Anggita. Not to cheat, to force Anggita to finish his job, or to ask him to be a girlfriend again. Nah! Rangga was a little calm and behaved like most of his friends.

"Si Gilar has a one-week suspension!"

Anggita was silent for a moment to hear Rangga's words while sitting right in front of him, doing the same task even though he was not cheating. Rangga looked at him briefly. He could catch that Anggita was interested in his sentence just now.

"It wasn't me, Ta."

Anggita. The two look at each other.

"I don't know what Erik's problem is. Erik has also been suspended!"

Anggita still hasn't budged. He looked at Rangga with a sharp look.

"I promise I will change, Mom. Here's proof! I never nagged you guys again."

Chief Rangga shook his head. The angel is still staring at him.

"I don't want you to get hold of Gilar. He can put you in danger like the other day, Ta!"

"You're Erik's friend, right? You know who he is?"

Rangga. The view is getting sharper. There is still doubt that Rangga has nothing to do with the events of these two days. Remembering he and Erik had become friends when in class X first.

"That was the time in tenth grade, Ta. Now I don't talk to him anymore after class."

Anggita's head shook. He got up from his seat and picked up his book. After patting Gladis back a few times, he stepped out of the classroom. Rangga. His left hand clenched tightly onto a pencil, a broken voice rang out which made Gladis turn his head.

"Go back to your own bench! Disturb people's concentration!" gladis ketus.

Rangga glared at him. Taking his books haphazardly. Grunts were annoyed several times which made the entire class look at him in horror.

Dawn leaned her body closer towards Gladis.

"Where are we?" he then half whispered.

Gladis.

"Ngumpulin assignment to the Master room. He went to the UKS, he said. His head still hurts!"

Dawn nodded. He hurriedly finished his book and stepped out of class. Randi who had noticed his behavior had chosen to shut up.

However, shortly after Dawn left the classroom. Gladis suddenly came and sat down beside him. The girl's head wiggled before bringing her body closer towards Randi. Randi gasps.

"You know that Dawn is the same as the Gita road with the semalem?" gladis asked half a whisper.

Hearing that, Randi inched closer towards Gladis.

"They're both?" tanya Randi tsk.

Gladis nodded steadily, "Tale girl. Do you not feel anything strange about the attitude of the Dawn? Suddenly, Gita left. Just the two more! Usually in obrolin together."

"You jealous?" Randi chuckles.

"Diddeliver! Not jealousy. But suspicious!"

Randi's forehead frowned. Gladis smirked at him.

***

Anggita lay down on the bed with a half-sitting position. His back rests fully against the head of the bed. Dawn stood by the window not far from there. Occasionally look outwards and toward Anggita.

"You still suspect it was Rangga?" ask Fajar while pulling a chair near the P3K closet. Dragging him near the bed where Anggita lay down.

"Yes, Faj. I'm sure he knows who Erik is. It makes too much sense to all my guesses!"

"Don't suudzon go straight to the Rangga, Ta. I'm afraid he's really not meddling."

Angita. He closed his eyes as if he refused to open them again.

"Kangen Gilar."

Dawn covered her own lips. Squeeze her hands tightly over her thighs.

"She said she'd miss him, Ta."

Anggita's head shook still in a closed eye position.

"It can't be, Faj. It's not a day yet!"

Angie opened her eyes. Looking towards Dawn with a clear face.

"It's only natural that I suddenly miss him?" Aggita defending himself.

Dawn forced both ends of her lips to smile. He nodded his head several times in response. If only he could make Anggita forget the memory of his feelings for Gilar, he would do anything.

Seeing the girl pensively staring at her own hands, made Dawn jealous and worried. He did not know exactly what happened to Anggita and Gilar in the shophouse alley. Know-how they ran in the air followed by a group of unknown people who look more like a gang of thugs.

However, although the incident put Anggita himself in danger, the girl seemed to be more and more like Gilar. Worrying about men without caring about themselves. Until willing to get hit just for the sake of breaking up a fight two men who do not know what the problem is.

"Is there an instant way to forget Gilar's memory, Faj? It's a long way to the beach, just keep Gilar."

Repeatedly breathing heavily from Anggita's mouth. The girl sometimes pensively stared at the sky. However, he looked back at his hands which he then raised up high. Not infrequently he also patted his cheeks while condemning himself to immediately forget Gilar.

Dawn squeezed her own hands. Determined that his feelings were not wrong. He just wants Anggita to be okay and forget about Gilar who almost hurt him. Rangga's right! Being close to Gilar can put Anggita in constant danger. Not yet an official girlfriend, Anggita is already faced with danger. I don't know what would happen if the girl and Gilar were really officially dating.

Nah! Dawn does not want the girl in danger anymore. He inched closer to Anggita, sitting on the edge of the bed where the girl was still laying down. I thought I looked at him in astonishment. Dawn looked at him fixedly while steadying the heart.

"Git, you want to spend more time with me, Ga?" ask Fajar then.

Angita's forehead frowned. He chose silence waiting for the man to continue his sentence.

"Wherever you want to go, take me. Whenever I'm ready. If necessary, from now on I will take you to school. Every break let me buy food in the cafeteria, we keep eating together in class. How's it? You want?"

Dawn looked at him fixedly making the girl sculpt. Silence struck both.