Greatest Man
Reasons to smile
Dhea entered the XI class of IPA 1, she took a deep breath and let out slowly before actually entering the room. A student falls asleep in class with his hands as a pillow. No one knew whether he was actually sleeping or not, as no one dared to disturb him.
All the students in the class stared questioningly at Dhea who was walking towards one of the tables in the back row.
"Oh, no doubt there will be a disaster in our class. It was a very brave child to approach Dirga" said one of the students who saw Dhea, reciprocated by a nod of the head by friends around her.
"Let it be, if there is anything, it is wrong that he himself has dared to wake the sleeping lion, we do not need to interfere".
Dhea was getting closer to Dirga's desk, yes the name of the sleeping student was Dirga. Students who become idols of all students in High School. Dhea shifted the chair next to Dirga. He turned the hat he was wearing and put his head on the table.
"So, is it good to sleep in class? doesn't that desk hard hurt?" Dhea tried to open the chat with Dirga, he pressed Dirga's arm with his index finger but the result was nil.
"It's very difficult, this child actually sleeps or pretends. It must be in another way" the inner Dhea continued to speak while her mind sought to find a way.
Dhea folded one hand on the table, putting her chin with her eyes fixed on Dirga. Dhea tapped on the table with her index finger, not how long Dirga started to feel distracted, it seemed like what Dhea was doing was slightly showing results.
Ten minutes Dhea had done that but Dirga still did not want to change his position, he chose to close his ears. Dhea is now tapping the table not with the index finger, but the middle finger and ring finger also play a role. The beats Dhea did were getting louder and louder.
Dirga who was disturbed, he immediately straightened his head, hit the table hard "Hi, who the hell dares disturb my sleep" Dirga snapped.
Dirga's loud voice accompanied by a buzz on the table made Dhea shocked and fell from her seat.
"Oh, my hands, not wearing screaming can not be, make a shock, where to fall again, sick tofu" Dhea held hands and then stroked his chest because of shock and nagging indistinctly.
Dhea did not notice the expression of the person in front of her between anger, shock, and happiness was not so clear. Dirga still remained silent watching Dhea who stroked her hands and alternately stroked her chest in shock, Dirga smilingly noticed Dhea's behavior.
The children in the classroom and outside had expected this to happen, they could not imagine what if Dirga was angry, as well as what would happen to Dhea.
One of Nabila's friends was worried, he was also surprised by the clash of Dirga "Gawat, pity Dhea, would be in angerin all-out with Dirga".
"I also feel sorry but how else, Dhea herself who wants, pray that nothing happens" Nabila tried to calm herself and her friends.
"What's? this is not a lie, I do not dream" the friend next to Nabila patted her face many times to realize whether the dream or real, of course it got the attention of Nabila and other friends.
"What the hell are you, don't mess around. That freak should be inside not you".
"It's not like Bil, look at yourself" he said while giving a tab to Nabila.
There it is clearly seen that the worry of Nabila and his friends will anger Dirga will never happen. On the screen of the tab that Nabila was holding clearly visible that Dirga was smiling watching Dhea who stroked her chest in shock.
Nabila smiled to see that "Finally after a long time I did not see you smile, now I can see it again" muttered Nabila.
"So now it's our turn to work, so we immediately ask for another friend's signature".
In the classroom also no less excited when seeing Dirga not angry but actually smiling, this is a rare thing they see Dirga smiling.
"Why are you hugging the floor" Dirga teased Dhea who was trying to stand from where she fell.
"Whoever hugs the floor, this falls to know, J A T U H" Dhea replied by pressing the word fall, spelling out each letter regardless of who asked. He was still busy stroking the hand that still felt a little pain.
"It's called, so it can fall".
"Who is also qualified, people do not do something, how can the quality" Dhea seemed not to lose with the person who asked.
Dirga returned to respond to Dhea's words, he was so anxious to see Dhea who from earlier spoke without looking at him "No matter what? Who was it that disturbed people to sleep, wear makeup and knocking on the table many times the severity again the longer the harder, disturbing people to sleep alone"
Dhea realized and straightened her head, she looked up to face the figure of the man she had disturbed her sleep earlier. The figure of a man standing in front of him, a handsome man with such a beautiful smile. Dhea scratched her non-itchy nape, this time Dhea was completely dead lice.
"There's no need to look like that, I know that my face is handsome, you're free to look at me anytime".
"Don't be so confident as a person, who wants to see someone who's cold and can't smile like you". Dhea spoke softly and hoped that the person in front of him would not hear but hope remained, because Dirga heard clearly Dhea's words.
"What are you saying, cold guys can't smile? basic short".
"Basic power pole".
"Basic Cheating"
"Boy Onion"
"Bother girl"
"Enough, we will not stop if you believe it continues, if you have fought women until anytime you must lose. I'm Dirga?" said Dirga ended the brief debate by extending a hand. He did not want the opportunity alone with Dhea would end with an unclear debate.
Dhea who was tired of arguing also received a helping hand Dirga "Dhea Men......."
"Instantiation Princess, call her Dhea. The last of three children had one older brother and one older sister" Dirga cut Dhea's speech.
Dhea gawked at what Dirga said "Dirga's sister knows? Ih, that sucks".
Dhea was singing her lips, choosing to sit on a chair by folding both hands in front of her chest.
Dirga was so anxious to see Dhea who was pouting, according to him Dhea was so adorable "How not to like if the pouting alone has made this heart melt" Dirga muttered in the heart. A sweet smile is now seen back on the face of Dirga who has also sat with his head supported by his left hand facing towards Dhea.
"It's not frowning, it's lips can be in Lo pigtails, but unfortunately do not bring rubber, cook yes in pigtails wear rubber tires".
Dhea who heard Dirga's joke finally smiled "Jontor dong when tied in rubber tires".
"Well if the smile is more beautiful, nice to see too". Dirga shifted her seat to face Dhea.
"I'm confident to be a child".
"Obviously Dhea was confident, Dhea's self-division time came early so there could be a lot".
"Sembako times are shared".
Dhea and Dirga laughed together so that it made a scene that Dirga's friends in the classroom. But still they did not dare to do anything.
"Sister friends are curious about big brother's smile, he said brother can't smile? but then Dhea saw my brother smiling constantly".
"Indeed I rarely smile, it does not mean never smile, only certain moments. Let others judge what they see because they will never understand the reason behind it all, but with you it is different".
"Different, what......."
Dirga cut Dhea saying "No need to ask the reason, because not everything needs a reason. Now you obviously have to take responsibility for interrupting my quiet time?".
"Well, what responsibility, brother, Dhea won't? no, Dhea won't".
Dirga flicked Dhea's forehead, took Dhea's hat and put it on. "Sick, brother Dirga?" Dhea stroked her forehead.
"That's why don't you think no, I want you to keep me here".
"But sister, Dhea ha......"
Dirga cut Dhea's speech again. "There is no excuse and rejection, understand". now Dirga's speech is more firm with a firm face and impressed cold, no more smile on his face.
Dhea lowered her face, she was quite afraid of Dirga this time. Dirga who realized that Dhea was frightened immediately held Dhea's hand "I'm sorry, not what I meant......".
"It's okay, brother, Dhea is wrong. Brother Dirga need not apologize" now Dhea who cut Dirga's speech.
Silent among them, no one spoke. Dirga regretfully yelled at Dhea, while Dhea felt guilty for disturbing Dirga.
"You're not angry are you the same as me?" Dirga tried to open the conversation.
"Why you should also be angry, you will get old soon, there is nothing wrong" Dhea smiled to answer Dirga's question.
"Your smile calms me down, Dhe, I won't let you go. You are mine" inward Dirga.
Now Dirga and Dhea have returned with a chat that sometimes does not matter until Nabila and his friends come towards Dhea and Dirga.
Dirga chose silence and again put on a cold face when Nabila and his friends came.
"Sir, Nabila......"
"Nih, you check first, everything is done" now Nabila who cut Dhea's speech. Nabila provides a map that contains signatures from classes that have been promised Nabila.
Dhea opened sheet by sheet of paper in the map. Dhea frowned because there were only four class stamps there. Nabila who understands immediately whispered "I told you earlier, for the last stamp you have to ask yourself".
Dirga felt dislike when Nabila whispered to Dhea but he did not want to interfere, he could only mutter in his heart "Why also have to whisper, be careful if make Dhea sad".
Dhea looked back at Nabila without saying anything, Nabila who understood the meaning of Dhea's gaze, gestured in response to Dhea. Nabila played an eye with a glance towards Dirga.
Instantly Dhea glared knowing the answer given by Nabila.
Nabila held back a smile seeing Dhea's expression, he whispered back before leaving Dirga's and Dhea's table "Enchance yes, this is easier than the first mission, I'm sure you can".
Dhea took a deep breath and let out slowly. How could Dhea ask for a stamp on Dirga after what she did.
"What's up, there's a problem?" dirga asked curiously to see Dhea.
"Hmm anu kak, anu" Dhea hesitated to answer or give the map he held directly.
Without many words Dirga immediately took the map that Dhea held he opened the contents of the map. He smiled because he knew what Dhea meant by "This is what you mean?".
Dhea just nodded her head in response while Dirga had put out a stamp in her bag, after she finished giving the map to Dhea.
Dhea received the map from Dirga's hand and kept it in a bag "What should Dhea do as a thank you".
"Be the only reason for me to smile. I'll drop you down, you need to get to the teacher's room, right, it's almost eleven".
Dhea nodded and followed Dirga's steps behind. Dirga walked with Dhea's hand, they went down the stairs to the fourth floor.
"Be careful, good luck" said Dirga before completely removing his hand. He stroked Dhea's hair and took Dhea's hat he was wearing.
"It's prettier to wear a hat like this than it was, I don't like it".
Dirga immediately climbed the stairs to return to the classroom, he saw Nabila and her friends who had just returned to sit in front of the class. Dirga stopped in front of them "Thank you for everything" he said with a sincere smile.
They did not expect Dirga to say thank you and smile. It was a rare thing to see that smile, all because of Dhea.
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