It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

Tone Change

"Tumben is leaving?" asked Mr. Rendra when he saw Aksa early in the morning was preparing to leave for campus.

"Yes, I want to do my job in the library first." Lying Aksara because he could not tell his father to pick up Nada first. Not time.

"You're still in touch with Nada?" ask Mr. Rendra.

Aksara just fell silent.

"Dad let you continue to study at that faculty but Dad still will not agree that you are still related to Nada."

Wants Aksara to argue but she doesn't want things to heat up anymore. He better just shut up.

"Aksa, go first Dad." Aksara kissed the back of his father's hand before leaving for college.

"Yes, be careful."

Then Aksara said goodbye to her mother who was in the kitchen.

After wearing his jacket and helmet he immediately led his bike through the narrow alley of his village.

Aksara immediately rode his motorbike while on the side of the road. He drove his bike with standard speed towards Nada's house. With a heart that flowers of course.

After going down a long road, Aksara finally stopped his motorbike in front of Nada's house. He got down and took off his helmet.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." greetings Aksara while knocking on the closed door of the house several times.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Mr. Teguh while opening the door. "Aksa.." immediately Mr. Teguh hugged Aksara for a moment while patting his back. "Truly Rendra's son." After that, Mr. Teguh invited Aksara into the house. "Get in, let's talk for a minute."

Aksara nodded her head then went into the living room and sat on the sofa lined with Mr. Teguh. "Your father how are you? Nada had a story about you and Rendra."

"Good, Om. But..." Aksara stopped his words.

"Yes, I know Rendra is still heartbroken by her past. You set the time yes, I want to meet your father."

"Yes Om."

Mr. Teguh took a long breath. "I think you're disappointed with Nada because of the past but thank God your relationship is fine. I don't want you and Nada to be victims of that past."

Aksara nodded his head. "I was actually angry. More precisely the same angry circumstances, not the same Om or Nada. But this is life, everyone has a past."

Mr. Teguh smiled as he patted Aksara's shoulder. "Do you love my daughter?"

Mr. Teguh's question made his chest flutter. Yes, he loved her. Aksara replied, Nada has come out of his room.

"Aksa, it's been a while?"

The script meloading for a while while while staring at Nada.

Nada is no longer disguised as Nada Pratiwi. He no longer needed to wear glasses. She came back looking as beautiful as before disguising herself.

"Hmm, just now." replied Aksara slightly stamped.

"Loh, Tone tumben your appearance gini..."

"Yes, there's nothing to hide anymore, Pa." said Nada who now sits next to Aksara.

"Aksa, you already know that Tone is Azalea Tone."

Aksara nodded with a smile.

"Gini, Papa's new relieved. There's nothing more to hide."

"Depart now yuk!" Tone stood up and put on his bag and say goodbye to Pak Teguh. "Just go, Pa."

"She be careful."

Aksara also said goodbye to Mr. Teguh. After that they came out of the house.

After wearing their respective helmets, now they ride on the Aksara motorbike. No wait long Aksara motor has left the house Nada.

I don't know, why Aksara's chest is still pounding. He still did not expect that the person who was now in his bonnet was someone he greatly admired.

"Deg-deg an Na, bonceng beautiful girl."

"Ih, dreadlocks."

"Don't believe it? Here, Rasain beats my heart." With his left hand Aksara pulled Nada's hand and stuck it on his chest.

Instantly the cheeks of the tone reddened. Yes, he could feel the irregular heartbeat of the Aksara.

Aksara took off her hand. Tone hands are now down and holding on to the waist of Aksara.

"Cheel me no papa. Yesterday I dared to mess around with cooking now I don't dare to swoop."

One pinch now landed on Aksara's waist. "Aksa, yesterday I was khilaf."

"Aha, want to make the Tone of Khilaf again ah."

"Aksa, if the khilaf is yes once. If twice it's called intentional."

Aksara laughs. "You made a purposeful one that was forgiven."

"That's not the concept either."

The characters still laughed. Not long after he had deflected his bike in the campus parking lot. They got off the bike and took off their helmets.

Starting from the parking lot, many pairs of eyes that see the two of them. This time they became a good couple. Walk alone with a little hand in hand and confident like on the catwalk.

"Bring the pretty girls, so they're on the lookout."

"Didih, look at you times. I think they're heartbroken together."

The script smiles knot. "There are other motivations not lo and and beautiful like gini other than because I already know your true identity?"

Tone rolled his eyeballs. "Let's not be considered bad with Salamah."

Aksara's laughter is breaking. "I think that." Yeah, certainly as expected. As a fellow woman, of course, Nada does not want to lose competitiveness.

"Who is Aksa?" salma asked them to block the steps of the two of them.

"Tone." replied Aksara lightly while tightening his hand.

Salma observed the appearance of the Tone intensely. Straight hair, a beautiful face and make up without glasses plus very stylish clothes. "Tone?"

"Why? You think I'm ugly!" Tone smile slanted. "Aksa, let's go to class. It's not important to talk to a cheap girl like her!"

"Dear, it doesn't matter!" The two of them walked away from Salma who was burning with emotion.

"What you say!! Lo cheap times. You take Aksa from me!" Salma pulled the Tone bag until she made her step stop again.

"Taking Aksa from lo!? Aksa, do you love her?"

"Yes not it. I love you the same."

Tone rolled his eyeballs while smiling in disdain for Salma. They are now continuing their steps towards the class.

"Aksa!" call Radit who stops them in front of the class.

Aksara stared at Radit pensively. Here you go, that rotten friend.

"It's Nada?"

"Lo thought that beauty was only Salma." The character smiled obliquely. Actually he was already very emotional to beat Radit at that moment but he could still hold it.

"You mean?"

"Don't pretend you don't understand! I don't care if you want to do it with Salma, but don't bring my name!"

Radit is quite confused with the word Aksara. He's still pretending. "What do you mean? I don't understand!"

"Have that brain to think. Don't make it so perverted!"