GRAF'S THEOREM

CHAPTER 29 CANNOT BREAK

His heart was soaring cheerfully. Early in the morning Gilar had come to his house under the pretext of his motorbike missing at school, so had to leave by bus. Of course, his mother and father allowed. This is their second meeting with Gilar.

You choose to sit in the front seat close to the window. Gilar chose to sit beside him, without hesitation. The girl did not dare to look at him for long. As much as possible hide his carefree smile so as not to be caught by Gilar.

"You want to know why I got into the Motorcycle Gang, Ta?" ask Gilar suddenly.

Angita nodded slowly. He ventured to look at the man who he said wanted to share the misery of his life with Anggita.

"Mooch, Ta."

Anggita's face pouted.

"Say to be honest!" protest Angita not believe.

Gilar. Grateful that Angita this time he can no longer deceive.

"My mom died when I wanted the Junior High National Exam. Fortunately, I was able to graduate. My father seemed not willing to lose Mom, he followed her by making sure I drank baygon."

Anggita's forehead shrivels. "You mean? Is that really just a prank?" There's no way a parent in this world would want to kill their own child, right?

Little smiley gilar. Suppose it must be hard to believe the story that sounds more like a bedtime story.

"I just want to tell you honestly what happened like, according to my perspective that has changed." Gilar looked at Anggita. Not much hope that the girl will still want to be next to him or not after knowing the true story of his life that is similar to a fairy tale.

Anggita chooses silence. Although the initial story had made him choked and frightened, Anggita had to survive. He must listen to all the honesty of Gilar, then after that he can take the final attitude. Stay with Gilar or go.

"You remember Mang Parto? Agus' father where I used to hang out with the kids!"

Anggita nodded without hesitation.

"Mang Parto who found me and Dad was lying at home. Unfortunately, my plan failed. She went alone to see my mother."

Instead of feeling sad, Anggita even more comforted to hear the typical narration of Gilar. The sad story he packed so neat that it did not cause pity for his listeners. Maybe, Gilar does not want anyone to pity him, terka inner Anggita.

"My house and Mang Parto's house are right next door. After that, I slept in his house more often. Not afraid actually, only I am confused if suddenly the malem hungry, must ask who to eat. Mom and Dad are gone."

A little smile. He really could not tell if Gilar was telling the truth or telling a story.

"sorry. I don't mean you have a sad life. The way you hurt it makes me fail to be sad, Gil!" anggita still can't stop smiling.

"It's okay, Git. I don't want to make you sad because of my story." The timpal Gilar is calming.

The bus continued to go through the hustle and bustle of the city. Gilar still continues his sad story that failed to make Anggita sad.

Being an orphan when stepping on a teenager did make Gilar so devastated. He doesn't even know if he should live or not. He regretted his young body that failed to absorb the baygon saris. His life remains alive. Life should start him.

Luckily he had selfless neighbors like Mang Parto. Life with a widower with a child named Agus in fact did not dampen his intention to share his affection with others. Gilar can feel the sincerity of Mang Parto when he was down because of the loss of both parents in a row.

However, he and Agus could not simply become familiar. Realizing that his father's only affection is starting to split in two, Agus often secretly invites Gilar to a fight. Of course men. Mang Parto sometimes let him and Agus fight hard, venting the frustration of those who have different reasons.

Agus did not want his father to sue him. Gilar is upset that he does not have a father as good as Mang Parto.

"Mang Parto once said, I'm with Agus as twins."

Suppose giggling. Gilar. If you remember the early days he and his small family Mang Parto, only good memories can be remembered. In fact, the fight with Agus was a beautiful memory that he did not want to forget.

"Twin where to try? It's different, you know!" timpal Anggita ticklish. Imagining the faces of Agus and Gilar side by side, he did not find where their similarities lay so Mang Parto called them twins.

"Gender, Git."

Angita.

"That's the same name, Gilar. Not twins!" anggita Protest.

Both of them laughed.

"Mang Parto said it was twins because we were the same sex" she said." Strictly Gilar again.

The man was unable to stop his laughter. Until he held her stomach in pain. Gilar who was watching him did not budge in the slightest. He was happy to be able to enjoy the laughter of Anggita that he had long missed. He was also happy Anggita would listen to his honesty patiently.

Before long, the bus stopped right in front of their school. Gilar and Anggita go down in quick succession. Walk towards their school.

"The story goes on later, yeah. I'm going first, Git! Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikum hail!"

Let her eyes follow the figure of Gilar running away from her. Entering the school gate first of all.

A clap on his shoulder made Anggita look spontaneous. Randi walked parallel beside her while smiling knots.

"Cieh! Someone went to school together. How can?" goda Randi's.

Angita.

"The effect of being chased by Gladis makes you a cock boy, huh?" sindir Anggita does not want to lose.

Randi grunted in annoyance. He was worried if he continued to be associated with the hijab girl.

"What the hell? How did it get to him again? Not connecting!" randi's protest was upset.

Anggita chuckles satisfied to see Randi's annoyed reaction when discussing Gladis. Sometimes he also felt jealous of their closeness that did not still make the two good friends. Act normal in class. Hanging out like an ordinary friend. More, only Gladis blatant attitude that often expressed his interest in Randi.

The man's footsteps grew faster. Regretting for daring to tease Anggita who instead made him lose to insinuate each other. Although he knew, there was something good going on between the lovebirds. Especially when watching themselves both get off the bus consecutively with the face of a spring.

***

"Kok Kak Gilar just picked up his phone, anyway? I'm waiting for Brother to pick you up!" yelled a voice across his phone line.

"I'll pick Anggita up." I'm Gilar.

Silent. There was no sound from across there. Gilar waited for the girl's reaction to her treatment.

"Oh, that. Okay deh. It'sit's okay. Next time Brother Gilar should say it!" timpal Desi was not surprised.

Gilar muttered indistinctly. He failed to make the girl angry with his honesty. He had to admit, he felt sorry because Desi really struggled to maintain their relationship. Although normally, women should be angry when their lover claims to have been with another woman, right?

He himself was also reluctant to break their relationship, although he had intended to end the relationship in this direction as soon as possible. There was something else that was the reason Gilar couldn't decide on the girl. But, he also could not explain the reason to Anggita. The girl will definitely consider him talking.

Gilar needs to prove something to Anggita. Must.

"But after school we'll go home together, okay?" pinta Desi weld.

"I have an appointment with Anggita." Timpal Gilar. I wish the girl was really angry.

"Oh, that. Okay then! Next time."

Click!

Connection interrupted.

***

Desi slammed her phone into the table. Grunts annoyed several times after his phone line with Gilar he breaks up. If not for the sake of Dawn's offer, maybe Desi has asked to break up from men who blatantly walk with other women.

But why did Gilar choose to be honest with him? Whether intentionally or not, Gilar never considered him a real lover. Rarely reply to messages. I'd like to pick up the phone. Want to pick her up just because Desi whines and pushers. I can never talk much, always avoid. The man never said he would decide.

The cry from outside the classroom blew Desi's mind. Anisa walked quickly into the classroom and sat down beside her with an enthusiastic face.

"Lo must remember that Anggita, Des!" the girl was so excited.

Desi grinned small.

"Why again? I'm afraid to hit him ah! Si Rangga ngancem I use DO everything!" kilah Desi doesn't care.

"He went with Brother Gilar. Pack bus! Both! Lots of testifying!" anisa's story is so enthusiastic.

Desi stunned. Gilar's words are true. He thought he just wanted to warm himself up. He tried to convince himself that he was doing this for the sake of a tempting offer of Dawn, not really liking the man. So, just let rumors like this spread. After all, the shame is anggita. Everyone knew that Gilar was his lover.

"I'm not even diem!" anisa protests. "Gue Temenin lo deh hituh ganjen girl! Let's know the taste!" anisa continued furious.

Desi grinned small. Anisa could only be speechless watching Desi who started to grumble indistinctly.

"Udahlah! Let's leave! Everyone knows that I am Gilar's girlfriend. And we haven't broken up!" Desi convincing.

Anisa mangut-mangut understood. Trying to accept the reason Desi refused his invitation to hit Anggita.

A loud cry sounded. Anisa and Desi spontaneously turned towards the door of her class. Vienna appeared half-run. Stop right at their table with gasps.

"Sister Gilar with Anggita's sister dating!" yelled Vienna enthusiastically.

Anisa and Desi looked at each other for a moment.

"Who said?" asked Anisa curiously.

Desi chose to pay attention to the conversation.

"Children in the cafeteria! They're on their negosipin again!" timpal Vienna is full of passion. "And you're the guy's boyfriend snatch, Des!" continue Vienna while looking at the sticky Desi.

Desi choked. Anisa flabbergasted. Vienna awaited Desi's reaction to deny or justify what he had heard.

"They never dated!" desi protests reassure. "They're just friends. Brother Gilar, I want to be his girlfriend! You guys believe me, right?" Desi looked at her two friends for support.

He has told in detail how Gilar can accept his love, even if only through a phone line. He and Gilar also once joined the School, just the two of them. That's pretty strong evidence that they're actually dating, isn't it?

"Lo cheated on him time, Des." terka Vienna without shady aling.

"Gue's not her cheating!" Desi ngegas's.

"It could have been Gilar again there was a problem with Anggita. Keep on coincidentally shooting him. Keep him on receiving you! Could you, right?" terka Anisa who began to doubt Desi's story.

"It could be tuh! You also shot Brother Gilar over the phone! Can you just answer him, can't you?" added Vienna to heat up.

Desi kicked the table violently to make his two friends shocked. He looked at Anisa and Vienna alternately with an irate gaze.

"You don't believe me?" tanya Desi is fiery.

Vienna and Anisa throw one another a glance.

"Don't believe your story. I just help you understand the situation. Can you please be at the same benefit as Gilar to be his affair?" Anisa.

Desi throbs pissed. Not believing that his friend even suspected him as Gilar's affair.

"Our part was also not long ago at Marga School. Once upon a time they were really dating. Keep breaking. Keep on connecting again!" the Viennese timpal won't lose the argument.

Desi kicked the table again. His eyes glared sharply towards the two. His breathing sounded loud and fast. Vienna edged away from the table. Anisa chose to rise from her seat.

"Gue will show you both that I'm not Gilar's cheating!" I'm Desi so confident. "If I can prove it all, you guys should get down on your knees and apologize to me later! Wanna?" menacam Desi beaver.

Anisa and Vienna approached each other. Grabbing each other's hands and sharing a soothing swipe. Desi chose to sit back on the chair with a beaver face.

As a result of the actions of Gilar who blatantly walks with Anggita, making his position as a girlfriend turn into an affair. He couldn't let his name get smeared. He will prove that Gilar is really his girlfriend. Not Anggita.