It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

Azalea Tone

That morning, Nada stopped her bike in the campus parking lot. After getting off the bike and taking off his helmet, he put his foot away. But suddenly his steps stopped as he crossed paths with Aksara. They just stared at each other without saying anything.

Has now the attitude of the Script changed with the Tone? Or will Aksara really stay away from Tone?

Tone counts up to three times but it turns out that Aksara actually turned his body and left Nada.

"Aksa!" The tone follows the steps of the Aksara although without any more authorization from it. "Aksa, I want to talk to you."

Aksara just fell silent. He kept his feet up. Not the class he was going to but the computer lab. Coincidentally that morning the lab room was still empty.

Although Aksara does not consider its existence, but Nada still follows in his footsteps. Even when Aksara was sitting and turning on the computer in the corner, Nada was sitting next to him. He doesn't care about Aksara's inertia. According to him, he had nothing wrong so for what he avoided and another one, there was no sentence of expulsion from the Aksara back then.

Nada kept paying attention to what Aksara would see.

Opening the google search engine. He wanted to write an article about his father. Rendra Aryanto in 1995. Many articles have appeared. All about Rendra's achievements as a pianist. There is an article that makes the chest of Aksara re-rumble.

Rendra Aryanto resigns from Indonesian representatives, who will replace him?

Aksara opened the article. Read the whole thing. In the article, it is clear that his father deliberately resigned. There's nothing else. Not at all to mention the cost of accommodation and others.

Teguh Wiranto, officially became the representative of Indonesia in the grammy award.

Wiranto won second place in the Grammy award.

Aksara pinched the base of her nose while reading the article. He closed his eyes for a moment.

The tone could only stare at the nanar Aksara. He knew, surely Aksara was very disappointed by this reality.

"Aksa, it's not like what you have in mind. Yes, I know my Papa was wrong. But Papa confessed it because he had to. Because Papa kept being forced by grandfather back then. Sorry for them."

Sounded Aksara just let out a long breath. He lowered his hand and looked back at the computer screen. Pressing the exit button then shutting down the computer screen again.

"It's not you who should be apologizing to me. I'm just confused, I feel so wrong. In my life, things keep bringing up Dad's past. Not just about my dreams, but also about you. I don't know why it happened like this." Aksara rubbed her face. He tried to eliminate the chaos in his heart. Wanted him to stay away from Nada but it felt heavy.

"Let my Papa apologize to your father."

The words of Nada managed to make Aksara now turn his head and look at him.

"Then, what's with the apology the matter will be resolved?"

"Gue doesn't know either. Clearly, Papa wants to see your father and apologize in person."

Aksara just fell silent.

"Aksa, are you mad at me?"

Aksara shook her head. "Gue's just mad at the same situation."

"If I make the same mistake, you'll excuse me."

"What's wrong with me?"

Tone's lips trembled, wanting him to uncover all his secrets but again his guts shrunk.

"Ma?" tanya Aksara because she saw Nada was just silent in her confusion.

A second later Nada took off her glasses and tied her hair. "Gue is being honest with you. If I was actually Nada Azalea."

Instantly Aksara stands. "Lo's kidding, right?"

"Gue seriously." The tone is now standing.

Aksara watched intensely at that face. That's right, it's Nada Azalea. Instantly Aksara turned his body and would step his legs away.

"Aksa, I don't mean to lie. At first I disguised myself as Nada Pratiwi indeed to approach Mr. Reno. But the more I get here the closer you keep doing what else I'm undercover."

Aksara just fell silent.

"I'm sorry, please."

"I don't know, you're the person I admire so much, Na. Now I really don't deserve to be close to you." Not that the character is angry or what? But after knowing the reality, the characters actually feel increasingly dwarfed. He and Nada, obviously the difference is far.

"What's not fast?" With a quick motion Nada embraced Aksara from behind.

The coiled hand on his stomach and the warmth on his back made the Aksara petrified. He's not moving at all.

"Gue loves you, too" said Nada near Aksara's ear.

"Darling? Where possible. You must be lying, right? We fought with each other, where you might love me. Lo and I are different, Na. You're a superstar while I'm still a newbie."

Tone's hand gradually loosened, he now took a few steps back. "OKAY. I don't know if you don't believe in me." Tone spread her legs. He is now passing through the Aksara which is still standing. "One message to me. You have to keep achieving your dreams no matter what. Because I'm sure you can beat me. Lo could definitely be the next superstar to continue your father's dream."

Aksara continued to stare at the footsteps of the increasingly distant Tone. The darling? Deep down he was also very affectionate with Nada. Even love.

Instantly Aksara pulled Nada's hand, she turned the body and cupped both of Nada's cheeks. "Originally you know Na, I not only love you but I also love you. I've never felt this before. I want to be serious about you, but things are really messy like this. I-i..." Aksara took a long breath.

"Lo doesn't have to think about the past. We are in the present and we must move on to the future."

The characters are staring more and more in the tone. That pretty face really belonged to Nada Azalea. He never thought he could love someone he admired so much. Even he could be this close now.

As if there was a magnet of its own, the two faces approached each other. Getting closer, closer, until the two lips are fused together. Did they forget where they were?

The lips began to cling. Aksara began to dare to sweep the lips of Nada with his sense of taste. Unlike before, Nada is now beginning to receive Aksara treatment. Soft play Aksara makes the amateur Tone washed away in the cradle. Mutual reciprocation that increasingly drives adrenaline Aksara.

Instead of taking off but Aksara increasingly gripped him in, sipping him and giving small bites that made the blood of Tone feel more flowing. He's been brought soaring high by Aksara.

"Yes, keep going, keep going until the fire."

The sound made their pagutan detach instantly.....