I'm Not Taking It Again

Malu

Niar chuckles if he remembers the ignorance he did to Dirga.

"Nice to know you, Yang. You almost made me die" said Dirga in a sad tone.

"Lebay," said Niar.

"Cih, but I can repay you, right," said Dirga proud of himself.

The annoyed look Niar gave. How not, it was a very embarrassing memory for Niar.

"Norak tau, Ay," delik Niar. Dirga hugged Niar's body and began to reminisce about what made Niar embarrassed half to death.

#flashback.

His pain brought him happiness. Why could that be? Because he can be close to a Niara his jutek money is matchless. From chatting together, to the canteen together until Dirga began to dare to take Niar home.

Dirga was hesitant at first, but he kept trying.

The important thing is to try first. The result is a recent affair. Such is the motto of life Dirga Anggara during school.

"Ni, tonight I can play at home?"

Deg.

Niar's heart stopped beating. Niar cursed Dirga in his heart. It has been given a heart for the heart, so is the mind of Niar.

"I want to go tonight with my family." Dirga's hope is dirga.

As night approached, with a heart full of longing Dirga came to Niar's house. At first he only paid attention to Niar's house from a distance of several meters. There was no activity visible in the house.

"Is Niar really going?" dirga Mummings.

Just now Dirga was about to leave Niar's house. A middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful came out of her house with a swish bag filled with garbage. Dirga immediately jumped from his motorcycle and greeted the woman who was none other than the mother of Niar.

"Auntie." Dirga's greeting made Bu Sari hold her chest in surprise.

"You are like medi. Nongol does not know the place," said Bu Sari. Dirga only giggled to hear the nagging of his future in-laws. Very confident at that time.

"Tante, Auntie hasn't answered my question yet. Niar is there?" ask Dirga again.

"Some, watch some more tv."

Dirga snorted annoyedly as Niar tried to lie to him. "Take a play once in a while. Let him know Sunday night." Green light for Dirga. So that engraved a very charming smile on his face.

"I can come in, dong," said Dirga.

"Here you go, nothing is forbidden. Wong you are just a friend of Niar," said Bu Sari casually.

"Eh?"

Dirga immediately shook Bu Sari's hand. No matter what his hands stink of garbage or anything. "Know Niar's future girlfriend. Insha Allah is tomorrow."

"Hahahaha, very confident of you," said Bu Sari while patting Dirga on the shoulder.

The spirit of 45 Dirga turned into the spirit of only five. Instead of supporting, it was dropped by prospective in-laws.

"Why stay there? He said he wanted to be Niar's girlfriend," seduced by Ms. Sari.

Dirga also rubbed his chest, had a lot of patience to face the mother of Niar. Dirga walked behind Bu Sari.

"Ni, there's your friend."

"Don't lie, Bun. Where any of my friends come here at night. They're busy weekly nights."

"Let's go on a weekly night with me." The voice that Niar knew. Niar quickly looked to the origin of the sound. The grin of the horse was plastered in Dirga's face.

"Why did you come here?"

"Virgin boys can't judge. Far soul mate," added Bu Sari.

Niar threw a pillow towards Dirga's face until he complained. "Racaine." Niar rushed to his room to change his pants.

"Well, did he come here?" grouse Niar.

Shortly thereafter, Niar joined the mother and Dirga in the television room. "Is he ready?" ask Dirga.

Niar was silent at Dirga's words. And he ignored Dirga's question that he did not understand at all.

"Kok sat down, come on," asked Dirga who had now reached out to Niar.

"What the hell!" Instead of welcoming Dirga's hand, Niar even hit Dirga's palm.

"Mother who told Dirga to take you on a weekly night. Let it not be bad," said Bu Sari.

Quickly and a little forcefully, Dirga pulled Niar's hand. "Tante, I'll have his son play first, yeah. Later I bring martabak," said Dirga and greeted with thumbs by Bu Sari.

"The spikes are up." Dirga was very enthusiastic while Niar was still in his place.

"I'll get the jacket first." Just now that Niar was about to turn around, Dirga had already first drawn Niar's hand. Not accidentally their lips collide.

The hearts of the two rumbled as if giving their respective signals.

"Then, you wear my jacket, aja," said Dirga with a very soft speech. And put his jacket on Niar's body.

"Keep you?" tanya Niar who is still standing next to the Dirga motorbike. While Dirga was sitting sweet on the motorcycle seat.

"You go up first" Dirga's pinta. Niar followed Dirga.

Gently, Dirga pulled both of Niar's hands together to circle around his waist. "I won't be cold as long as your hands hold me from behind."

Niar's face flushed instantly upon hearing the mutterings from Dirga. And Dirga just smiled looking at Niar's face from the rearview mirror.

The first Sunday night between Dirga and Niar. Only silence was there with Niar's hand growing tighter hugging Dirga's waist. It was as if Niar felt comfort when he was with Dirga. And what makes Dirga strange, Niar does not ask much and protest. Even though Dirga just go around the road without a purpose. Dirga only enjoys the tight embrace of the hand of the woman he now loves.

On Monday, all students must attend the flag ceremony. So did Dirga and Niar. After the ceremony is over, the students are not allowed to enter the classroom. Because there will be an announcement. That is what counseling teachers say.

Not only the students who are prohibited from entering, the teachers have not been allowed to leave the field. Students dare to lift the microphone.

"Sorry before, I interrupted teaching and learning activities for a while. I'd like to ask you guys for ten minutes."

"Today, where I want to convey something important to one of the students from this school. As for the one whose name I call, please go forward."

The teachers and other students just stared strangely at the student. But there are also those who are proud of that student. Dare, one word for him.

"Niara Andhiny." Niar's eyes widened. And the disciple who knew Niar immediately stared at him.

"Paste forward, heat up" said Bila.

Until the shout of a student made Niar finally come forward. Niar was in the middle of the field watched by all school residents.

Suddenly, the student gathered in front of Niar and took out a small red box.

"Niara Andhiny, I have harbored this feeling alone for a long time. In the end, I was convinced of a decision. Reveal my heart in front of my friends and the teachers at this school."

"Niara, do you want to be Dirga Anggara's girlfriend?"

Which woman is not ashamed to get an expression of love that should be done romantically even looks slippery. Shame, one word that Niar felt at that time. Moreover, cheers for the sake of cheers that Niar got. And in the end. Intention cannot lie to feelings. Niar loves Dirga too.

#flashback off.

"That's too bad, Ay. Shame," said Niar who had sunk his face into the chest of Dirga's field.

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