It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

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"Aksara! Why are you hugging him!"

"Huh? Why ya??" Aksara instantly restores her hair, trying to stay cool even though she was caught off guard by her own boyfriend hugging another girl. "Not intentionally so."

Salma approached and looked at Aksara suspiciously. "Say you don't like it. But why are you approaching him too?"

"Darling..." Aksara embraces Salma's shoulders and invites her to walk. The crocodile is in action taming its prey. "It's not like everything you see. I just accidentally hit him. Trust me the same."

A second later Salma was eaten by the crocodile. "Aksa, take me home later. In the house again empty."

The character smiles meaningfully. But in fact he was also caught with the attitude of Salma who was too aggressive. Okay, he's a playboy. Playing lips or playing hands is common. But to get to the next stage, he couldn't possibly do it. It is not that he is not interested or does not react at all to the parts of the body that can wake up at any time when he gets more intake, but he is thinking more about the future. Because when he did, it was possible that he was late in lifting which could result in the tadpoles swimming and successfully becoming a winner. Can finish all his goals.

That's how Aksara thinks, pretty unfortunate isn't it? Yeah, useful ralat for living the Aksara itself of course.

"Aksa, are we marrying yuk?"

What the hell??? Almost the senses of the listener Aksara is damaged if you have to say what words. The call was clearly passed through his eardrum and sent to the brain.

"Darling, I don't have anything yet. It's gonna be hard for you to live with me."

"Aksa, you can work in Papa's office."

Aksara swallowed his saliva many times. Salma is beautiful and rich, but that's how Aksara just mess with women without any love let alone intend to marry young. The stock of women on mobile phones Aksara alone has been buried waiting for the queue for him to make a girlfriend.

"It's not that easy, Sal. I still have goals I have to pursue."

"Because. Or you want to not..." Salma whispers something to Aksara.

Aksara's face instantly flushed. Really flirting with his faith. Oh God, I still have faith.

"No, no. I don't want to.." Aksara took off Salma's hand that was wriggling spoiled on her shoulder.

"Aksa, uh, why? You don't love me?"

"What if love had to do that? Don't you?"

"Aksa."

The script passes leaving Salma. The more here Salma gets the more cheap it is. Even he offered himself to Aksara.

"Hadeh, risk the handsome mah gini." Aksara sat in front of the class muttering to himself.

"Woy, tumben didn't mojok same as Salma first?" tanya Radit who is now sitting next to Aksara.

Aksara shook her head. "My males, the more cheap he is. Cook him, and I eat him at his house. It's crazy, girl."

Radit laughed. "Gue wonder the same lo. Lo it's a player, offered by a girl like that should immediately brush aja bro."

"Okay!! I was picky times. Mostly abstinence for me to do forbidden relationship before halal. Remember sin!!"

Radit scooped up the face of Aksara so anxious with the talk of the player who sometimes became a supporter of the religious. "Oh, like you're a real person. Tuh same lips hands that usually stop everywhere is not sin too?!"

"If that's the word." Aksara laughs discordantly.

Radit patted his own eel. This friend is too special.

"Eh, it's in a crowded field what's the matter?" tanya Aksara while staring at some students who passed by and some were setting up the stage.

"That's a BEM kid going to a charity event. Do you want to play the piano for the show?"

Suddenly a mischievous idea appeared in his brain. "Haha, I have an idea."

...***...

Nada ventured to meet Mira at the literature faculty to ascertain all the truths Aksara said.

"Hmm, excuse me sister, Miss Mira is still in class?" tanya Nada to a student who was standing near the class.

"Bu Mira is still teaching in class."

"Oiya, thank you." Nada deliberately waited for Mira by sitting in front of the class.

A few moments later Mira came out.

"Bu Mira." call Nada.

Mira stopped her steps then turned herself to look at Nada.

"Yes, what's the need?"

"Can I talk to Mom for a second?" ask Nada. Yes, this time Nada was really desperate.

"Yes can." Mira followed in Nada's footsteps.

Nada stopped her steps and sat down on a park bench near the classroom.

"What do you want to say? Which schoolgirl are you? I never saw you in my class."

"I'm a music school boy, Mom."

"O, in his class Mr. Reno."

"Hmm, I was sorry earlier. Maybe I'm not politely asking about this with Miss Mira."

"Yes, it's okay. Just ask ya."

Suddenly Nada becomes speechless hearing Mira's meek voice. Maybe true Aksara said, he is not as level as Mira. She is beautiful and looks very mature. The tone now really felt insecure. It is fitting that Reno stops his love for Mira.

"What do you want to ask?" repeat Mira because Nada did not also vote.

"Hmm, is it true that Ms Mira will be engaged to Mr Reno?" tanya Nada in the end, even with a very slow voice.

Mira smiled knot. "Yes. Wh why? Oiya, what's your name? I seem to have seen you."

Turns out right, he's Kak Reno's future fiancee. With a vibrating voice Tone answered Mira's question. "I'm Nada. Congratulations, Mom." Mira reaches out her hand and shakes Mira's hand congratulating her.

Mira just scrunched her forehead and let Nada go.

Tone put his feet away. His expectations that were too high were now just crashing to the ground. Now why else would he go undercover to be a student at that school.

He walks on the sidelines. Although it was crowded, many students were preparing for the event, but his heart felt lonely. I don't know, after this he will continue to study at that campus or not. Now he has lost his main purpose.

"Here, she's Tone!" The loud voice stopped his steps. "Tone, let's go on stage. We see a spectacular performance from Nada, the new student in our music faculty."

Tone looking towards the stage. He looked annoyed at someone who was standing and smiled broadly at him. Deadly smile.

Aksa called me to go on stage. My feeling is not good anymore, he even more problems in my life.

"Call for sister Nada please come on stage soon. Didn't hear or maybe his skill was indeed below me."

Tone squeezed his own hand. The fire of his emotions is burning. He walked quickly up to the stage...