He's Mine (Sharing Love)

Apes Again

"Mom!"

Dika called out Ara's name, seeing that Ara was walking alone in the hallway of the school. Not with his friend, or Nanda, his cousin Ara's sister.

But Ara did not look. Dika finally ran around a little, to chase after Ara who just kept walking, and did not listen to the call from him.

"Ra," call Dika again, by poking Ara's shoulder.

The one who was called by the name of Ara, by Dika, turned his head.

"Eh sorry."

Apparently, the girl is not Ara. And Dika, it seems that he saw someone wrong, who he thought was Ara.

"It's okay, brother."

Fortunately, the girl only smiled, because there was a senior High School class who misidentified herself.

And soon, the girl continued on her way, to go home, after Dika apologized again.

"Huhffl..."

He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes for a moment.

"I'm not focused?" muttered Dika, as she reopened her eyes.

"Yes, I've been mistaken for Ara. Ahhh, I need to quickly make her a boyfriend. Let my heart calm down."

Dika made up his mind, to immediately shoot Ara as soon as possible. She does not want to be anxious, for fear of being late and Ara is already someone else's girlfriend.

"Yes, you haven't come yet? If so, I'd like to take you directly to Ara's house. Let me shoot in front of his parents. So the two of them will also think that, I'm serious about the child."

Now, Dika got a good idea, to be able to get Ara. 'It seemed like this was a good idea and it was also impossible for Ara to reject it. Hehehe.' said Dika inwardly, praising his own idea.

After that, Dika walked with enthusiasm, to talk about this to her mother. He felt very confident that his mother would support all his plans.

In front of the school.

As it turned out, Awan and Nanda were already together with Nanda as well.

The car that was used to go to school this morning by Awan, has changed with a car that is usually used to drive himself, if he is not using a motorbike.

"Mas Nanda and Mbak Ara, get in the car. The bike mas Nanda I did not take earlier. Still in the workshop" said Mr. Supri, who came to pick up Awan.

"Oh so sir. alright then," said Nanda, nodding assentingly.

"Look Ra," asked Nanda to Ara, who was standing next to him.

Ara just nodded, and according to Nanda's invitation. Moreover, the Clouds were also just silent, and said nothing.

Though in fact, the Cloud was thinking of telling Ara, about Dika's plan.

But Cloud also does not want to be stamped as a person who likes to divulge someone's secrets. So, he was finally able to just shut up and not say anything.

The clouds were afraid of being flabbergasted, saying all that to Ara.

And by the time the three of them had gotten into the car, Dika waved from a distance, calling out Ara's name.

"Ro, Ara! Wait," call Dika, while running around.

But because Dika pants berdodoran and length, he so can not move freely.

"Women. Woe... Nda!"

Ara did not hear Dika's call. So do the Clouds and Nanda.

And by the time Dika had reached where Ara had been, there was no longer anyone who could help her to summon Ara.

"Huh, I shouldn't have gone to my bathroom when I got home. Finally missed them all!"

Earlier, Dika paid to go to the bathroom first, so the clouds walked to go home alone.

The clouds will not catch Dika.

That was why, Dika was so left behind, and could not do all the plans he had compiled since the break this afternoon.

Tin tin!

Dika jumped to the side, when he heard the sound of a car horn, which approached where he was standing.

Dika was annoyed, with what his mother did, which confused him with the sound of a car horn.

"Why do you stand up and daydream for yourself?"

Her mother Dika, reprimanded her son, who looked upset, as she opened the car window.

"Let's go in!"

Dika opened the car door, and immediately entered. "Ma. Pursue his car Awan dong," said Dika, asking his mother, to chase the car that brought Ara and also Awan.

Her mother Dika, confused by what her son said. But, he also remained obedient and did, what his son wanted.

"Where's the car Awan?" ask Dika's mother, who is confused by the number of cars ahead there.

Dika noticed all the cars that were currently within the range of his eyes.

"I don't see Ma yet" said Dika, who did not find what she was looking for.

"Continue?" ask her mother, who is concentrating on her steering wheel.

"To the path of his house Ara aja deh Ma," replied Dika, who felt sure if, Awan must deliver Ara first, before he himself went home.

Finally, Dika's mother no longer wondered. He turned the steering wheel, to turn to the road that would lead to Ara's house.

"Eh, Brother. That's what you brought?" ask her mother Dika, who saw her son carrying a plastic package, which looks full.

"This is Dika Ma's uniform. It was wet, so Dika bought a new uniform at the cooperative."

"Oh..."

Dika's mother, no longer talks about school uniforms. And again concentrate on the steering wheel and also the streets.

*****

On the way, in his car Awan.

Actually, the car that carried Awan, Ara and Nanda, did not go straight home to deliver Ara or Nanda.

The car went to the motorcycle repair shop first, to see the condition of Nanda's motor.

The driver told Nanda, if he had told the workshop, to fix everything that was broken on his motorbike.

But because it took a long time, finally Mr. Supri went to school, using the services of a motorcycle taxi, to take the car he handed to the cloud this morning.

That is why, in the afternoon, when he picked up his young master, Awan, using another car.

Though the driver has been contacted by Awan, so as not to use the car this morning, and use the other car only.

This is because the Clouds do not want the same talk, as they did this morning. And that could lead to a lot of speculation, about him being related to the donors, who own the car.

Nanda just nodded, hearing what the driver said, about his motorbike breaking down this morning.

'Hopefully the bike is okay. And I can go home with Ara, on my own bike.'

In his heart Nanda hoped that his bike was fixed and he could use it again.

But it turned out to be a traffic jam in the afternoon, blocking the way the car, so it could not get to the workshop in time.

Arrived at the workshop, it was more than an hour from the closing hours of the workshop.

"Well, what a pity. The workshop was closed. How'this?" muttered the driver, disappointed.

This was also felt by Nanda. Because with the closing of the workshop, he could not go home using his own motorbike.

"Yes, sir. We'll take Nanda and Ara, then."

"Oh, ready Den!"

The driver spoke the words Awan, with certainty.

In fact, the feeling of disappointment was clearly visible on the look of Nanda's face.

But since this was nobody's fault, Nanda couldn't blame Cloud and the driver either.

While in her seat, Ara just kept quiet from now on.