He's Mine (Sharing Love)

The School

In the morning, Awan actually came to Abhimanyu's apartment, to pick up Ara.

He told Ara he would come this morning.

The tet!

The tet!

The tet!

The sound of a bell in the apartment, made Ara, who was ready to wait straight up from her seat, then walked towards the door, and opened it.

Clik!

"Assynoltom... Ha_hi." The clouds said their greetings, and greeted clumsily after seeing Ara who opened the door for her.

His heart felt uneasy, because this was the first time, he would invite Ara, after knowing each other, how each felt.

"Waallaikumsalam. Enter first Brother," said Ara, let the clouds, to enter the house.

Anjani, Ara's mother, came from the kitchen.

"Morning Bun," said Awan, to Anjani, when he had entered the apartment room..

"By Wan too. Come on, please sit."

Anjani invited the Clouds to sit first. And he, who was carrying a tray of small meals, put it on the table, in the living room, as well as the family room.

Ara, straight into the kitchen, made a drink for the Clouds. His girlfriend, who just made it.

Ara, who remembered that now, she and Cloud had already become lovers, so smiled to herself, while making drinks.

In another place, the living room, Clouds was seated accompanied by Anjani. Ara, however, did not come out of the kitchen.

"This is Wan's try. I made a new brownie recipe. Good luck, yeah. For example, it's not good, yes. Hehe..."

Anjani chuckles to herself, as she invites Awan, to taste her brownies. The one he just made, with the recipe he just saw on social media accounts.

Shortly after, Ara came, bringing drinks to the Clouds.

"Well, that's the drink already coming. Don't drag it, eat the brownies." Anjani said again, when Ara presented a drink for her lover.

"Hehehe. Thank you," said Awan, smilingly looking at Ara, who was also smiling shyly.

Shortly after, Awan asked about the whereabouts of Anggi, who had not been seen by him. "Emhhh, that's the dick why didn't Bun look like that?"

"You mean it?"

The clouds nodded, as Anjani asked back.

"School her. I left, at the school bus pick up earlier," Anjani said, explaining.

Anggi attended a government milk school, which requires leaving and returning to school, using the services of school bus transportation, which is provided by the school as well.

At Anggi school, students are not allowed, in private shuttle.

"Oh, Cloud thought where he was going" said Awan, nodding.

"Oh yes Wan. You take Ara to college, keep going, she you live alone, when you have class. Is it not dangerous? It's not unusual for Ara on your campus," asked Anjani, worried that something would happen to Ara, while living in Awan to follow her class hours later.

"Sir Bun. Ara will wait at the campus cafeteria, or at the campus library. The library is comfortable, and there are guards as well. Later, let Ara use Cloud's student card, when entering the library."

Anjani became more relieved, when he heard the explanation given by Awan.

Anjani only felt worried, if it happened to her son. Moreover, Ara is not a student at the campus. Neither are Native Americans, and the differences that exist in Ara with campus residents, of course, are very striking.

The difference is very striking, in terms of physical Ara, which looks more petite, compared to the American people, and also the color of the skin is of course different as well.

*****

The Anggi school.

Today is a gym class. So, all day long, there are only activities outside of formal lesson hours. And usually, it is filled with various types of sports as well.

There is swimming, with training also for a beautiful jumping style, to start the beginning of swimming.

There is a long jump, and a beautiful jump as well.

There are so many, sports that are combined with art. So, not only for sports activities, but also know the techniques, and styles of sports art.

So, sports in anggi school, combined with the arts, if anyone is interested.

This class, attended from various levels as well, and not just for one class only.

If anyone does not want to participate, can find other sports, which they are interested in.

Such as running, boxing, martial arts and other sports. In fact, there is also chess and wall climbing.

Anggi, being in the arena of the beautiful jump, with the use of ropes, as a tool to help.

"Well, usually, when I was a kid, I used to play with Miko. Uh, now it's a sports branch, in a beautiful style. Strangely enough, this branch of sports," murmured Anggi, while watching some of his friends, who began the beautiful jump, using a rope tool.

"Hi Anggi, what are you talking about?" ( hi Anggi.What are you talking about? ) asked one of his friends Anggi, who heard Anggi's muttering voice.

"Ora opo-opo." (I'm okay )

But, Anggi actually answered the question, with an answer that was not understood by his friend.

"Hi, Anggi!"

"Udah ah's. I'm lazy again. Just go to the cafeteria, find a burger" said Anggi, as the friend asked for an explanation of his words earlier.

His friend, of course, knew nothing about what Anggi said.

But, Anggi was also lazy to make an answer. He also has no intention of being nosy.

"Huh... if it's like this, I'm kangen with Miko," said Anggi, who finally moved from his seat.

He continued to mumble incoherently, while walking towards the locker or locker room, which had a small closet, for all the children in the school.

In the locker, there are already special numbers, which of course, only the owner can open it.

Because in the locker, stored all personal items, the owner of the locker.

Like a change of clothes for sports, and a daily school uniform. There are also school textbooks, which will be studied today.

This is because there are no special classes. Students, should look for classes, or teacher rooms, that they want to join, according to their own wishes and talents and abilities.

There is no coercion from the school or teacher, if there are students who do not attend school lessons, because they are not interested in the lessons.

They, the students, are only trained for discipline, and hone their skills and skills, as well as interest as well.

"Hi, , you are Indonesian?" ( hi, are you Indonesian? )

Suddenly, Anggi is startled by the voice of someone, who greets him at the entrance of the changing room.

"Yes," replied Anggi, who felt confident, if the person also came from Indonesia.

Although that person, was much taller, and also had a middle eastern face, with eyes that resembled Chinese, or it could be Japanese.

"Ah, it turns out my guess is not wrong," said the person, with a sigh of relief, hearing the answer given by Anggi, even though it is just a yes, only.

'What the hell does he mean he's wondering?' batin Anggi, ask himself as well.