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Malik lay on his bed, had closed his eyes several times hoping to quickly take him, but until now his mind continues to disturb him. Malik turned his body several times, this made him feel more refreshed and not sleepy. “What the fuck is.” Malik grabbed hold while exhaling his breath violently.

In his head kept ringing someone he met last afternoon. Although this was not the first time he had thought of the same person and it had always been the same, this continued to bother him and he had not found a way to cope when he was like now. “Not that I gave it up.” Malik tried to close his eyes. But after a while, instead of falling asleep, his mind that thought of his first love was even more so. Malik gave up, he chose to get up and sit on the bed.

“Astagfirullah.” Malik hopes he can control his mind.

Malik got up and stepped towards a table not far from his bed. He picked up one of the ballpoints in the pencil case located on the table. Malik sat down on the chair while looking at something in his hand. A ballpoint pen whose owner is someone who keeps interfering with his mind. Malik momentarily pondered and said in his heart, “Yes Allah please strengthen me, if indeed he is not my soul mate.” He put the ballpoint pen into the drawer and chose to put his body back on.

‘’’’’

Today, Salma returned to work. As he was in his room, someone knocked from behind the door.

“Please enter.” Salma.

“Resya.” He continued when he saw someone who entered his room turned out to be his friend and co-worker.

Salma was supposed to be working the night shift today like the day before, but since she was put off yesterday, her boss asked her to change her schedule. Salma did not tell Resya and Pratama if the entry schedule today starts from the morning.

“Where did you know I was here?” Tanya Salma saw Resya.

“I saw you earlier in the parking lot hehe.”

“Why didn't you call me?”

“You are far enough away, I can't give my beautiful voice to many people just to call you.” Resya smiled at Salma.

“Oh well, I really really, really understand.” Salma nodded.

Resya sat in the patient's seat which was right in front of Salma.

“How is your mother?”

“She's better. My mom is just exhausted.”

“Aalhamdulillah's. What does your mother do in her life? Does he work?”

Resya's mother was a gymnastics instructor. Although his age has reached the head of five, but he still maintains exercise and diet.

“Diet book, maybe the diet is not so suitable and make it to the reduction of intake.”

“We are doctors, do not let your guard down with our own family.”

Resya nodded. “Yes, all this time I have not paid much attention to my mother.”

“I am so too.” Salma.

“But I'm sure, your mother will be fine if she improves her diet immediately.”

“I hope so.”

“…..”

“Oh yes. Did you see Pratama today?” Salma.

“There, maybe now he is also in his room.”

Salma said that she had not told Pratama that she had entered work from the morning.

“Please don't tell him yes!” Salma Pinta.

“It's okay, I just want to surprise her later.” Salma smilingly imagined Pratama would be happy to see his whereabouts.

Salma was opening a sheet of paper, then wanted to write something. He picked up the bag and put one of his hands in to pick up the ballpoint pen.

After a while of reaching into his bag, Salma did not find the thing he was looking for. Resya who saw Salma looking for something then just asked.

“Do you need this?” Resya while handing over the ballpoint pen that had just been taken from her pocket.

Salma nodded.

“Ah I rarely leave my stuff here.” Salma was a little upset. Although he has worked here for a long time, but he only brought one pen and no one brought more, let alone keep it in this study.

“Other times you have to bring a pack of ballpoints and save them here.” Sahut Resya's.

“You're right.”

“Peda yes hee.” Continue when scraping the end of the ballpoint pen on the paper. During this time Salma always used a ballpoint pen with the same brand and ballpoint pen loaned Resya is not the same brand as he used to use.

“I to my room”

“Oh, can I borrow this.” Salma Pinta.

“Of course.”

“Thank you, I'll take you to your room.”

“Good.” Resya nodded, then left.

‘’’’

While riding his motorcycle, on the way to campus Gani thought of something. “Did sister forget about it?” Her thought. However, do not really believe that Salma has forgotten Malik and vice versa, according to him Malik will not easily forget his brother.

Gani is well aware of her position, she has no right to do anything for her brother's relationship. Although actually he is very supportive of his brother's relationship with Malik. because he thinks Malik is a good person, he will really feel calm if his brother will be paired with Malik, Gani already knows him very well.

“It wasn't easy, even I left Sarah”. Gani chose not to bother and stopped to think about this.

‘’’’’

Salma had finished writing, she left, intending to go to Resya's room to return the ballpoint pen. A few steps from his room, Pratama's voice was heard talking to his co-workers.

“She turns out not to be as I imagined.” Salma thought with a smile because he had previously thought that Pratama was someone who rarely hung out with others.

“You're lucky to be dating him.” I heard Pratama's interlocutor.

“Iya.” Pratama Reply. Pratama was heard to answer proudly which again made Salma could not help but lean her lips. Salma came to a halt and smiled to herself at the confession of her boyfriend who felt lucky to be with her.

“Alik” Gumam Salma and want to continue his steps again.

“Had never wanted to be called darling, now she's the one who did that to me. He doesn't want to be touched, maybe I'm just a little patient haha.” Pratama.

Salma who heard Pratama said so immediately stopped her steps.

“You mean he'll want to come into contact with you because you're dating?”

“Looks haha.”

“What?” Salma was in disbelief.