Little Time Fairy Tale (The Story Of Gilang And Dhea).

Chapter 10: The Glory of Dhea

Ipenk is a good friend of Gilang, arguably already like his own brother by Gilang. And it was Ipenk who introduced Heri sir with Gilang.

For Heri was a close friend of his father Ipenk, and Ipenk knew of his father

if Mr. Heri is a talent scout, and now Mr. Heri is looking for a musical instrument player of any kind, because later Mr. Heri will hold a mini concert where later each participant will show his skill in playing a musical instrument.And more exemplary again, the, the concert will be broadcast on one of the private television.Then it is one of the people Ipenk sought for his project Heri sir. Then now, in a fairly spacious music room there is a stage and also many chairs that are still neatly arranged. Maybe that's the Hall on Gilang's campus. And Mr. Ketut as a music teacher at the campus, in mintai pak Heri who is none other than not, is his biological brother, Mr. Ketut himself, to help him train Gilang to be more proficient again or slang terms, more "JOSS" again. And now, in the building of the Hall, the four of them gathered there.Before Gilang began training, he and Ipenk got a little direction from Mr. Ketut. Mr. Heri stood to the side while watching them.

"OK Lang..., can we start ? ", ask Mr. Ketut.

Disappeared shocked, it turns out that from earlier he was daydreaming.

" Bis.can pack ", said Gilang nervously.

" Lang, you're good, aren't you ? ", ask her, sir.

" Yes, sir, I'm fine".

"You're sure Lang..?, did we delay the practice first ? ", ask Heri again.

" Don't sir.., I.., I am good - sir." said Gilang reassured Mr. Heri. But not with Ipenk, he looked at Gilang in anxiety.And Ipenk knew very well Gilang, because he was his sidekick. Ipenk also approached Gilang and pura - pura tidied the collar of Gilang shirt.

" You why are you so agitated Lang..? , who is the same agreement ? ", asked Ipenk half-whispering. The cross became clumsy, but he could not lie to the Ipenk, because they were very close.

" Yes Penk, I am very confused", whispered Gilang.

"Dhea yeah..? ", guess the Ipenk. Gilang just nodded.

" Where is Penk, no solution ? ".

" Waduh bro, again blank, the moment is not right... " I have no choice "nih, I have no choice bro", whispered Ipenk lethargic, and Gilang more lethargic.

"OK...., we can start already, right ? ", ask Mr. Ketut. Ipenk also pura - pura pat - pat Gilang clothes, as if there is dirt attached.

" The spirit of bro. ", whispered Ipenk.

" Okay sir, we can start now. ", said Ipenk.

And that day became a really dull day for Gilang, every break break he occasionally asked time to Ipenk. And the restless hue on his face did not disappear until he came home. He decided that today was his unlucky day, a boring day in his life.

"The.... Dede... ".Someone tried to wake her up.

Dhea got up slowly and rubbed her eyes and looked at the person who called her.

" Omah..? ", call Dhea hoarse.

" Why is Omah's grandson bobo here anyway.?, indeed the Gilang has gone home ? ", ask Omah. Dhea just smiled wryly, then shook her head slowly.

" Gilang did not come here Omah, he did not come. ", said Dhea lethargic, there was a disappointed hue that was full of makeup on his face, but he tried hard.

" Aduuuuuuhh.., so Omah's grandson fell asleep from earlier on this sofa. Though Omah from earlier also back and forth but do not see Dede yes?", said Omah. Dhea just shut up.

" Of course, if Dede is still sleepy, just sleep in the room ? ".

Dhea just nodded lethargicly, and she walked into her room. Omah just shook his head, pity to see Dhea.

Behind the bedroom door, Dhea tried not to be sad, she had to get used to things like this, she had to be fine.

" I can't be weak, I can't be disappointed, after all it's just a normal promise, nothing special. We are just ordinary friends, nothing more. Dhea tried to hold back her tears from coming out, then went to her bed and laid down her body slowly. He took out his phone, and he saw it, but still no incoming calls or SMS. He also sighed and from his face emanated deep disappointment, although it was strong but still still hopeful. Dhea closed her eyes, she slowly began to fall asleep.

That night, time showed at seven past thirty minutes. And the sound of splashing water that turned out to come from the rain that flushed profusely, making the atmosphere at that night even more cold.

Dhea came out of the bathroom while drying her slightly wet hair with a small towel, then walked towards her bedroom. Before entering, Omah has ordered.

"Dede...., soon dinner well.., Omah has cooked chicken soup.. ".

" Yes Omah..! ", replied Dhea while hurriedly entering her room. Not long after, Dhea was out again in her pajamas with a picture of Dora Emon and headed to the dining table.

In Gilang's place, it's not much different. The rain fell so hard, from this afternoon, around three o'clock. But fortunately Gilang was escorted home by Mr. Heri with his sedan car, so Gilang was not rained.

And now, Gilang with his family is at the table eating. Because from he came home earlier until now, Gilang really did not dwell, because the rain that poured so heavy, making it unable to go to Dhea's house. Then he checked the phone left in his bed. He was really shocked, because there were twenty-five calls coming in. Two calls from Heri, three calls from Ipenk, and the rest were twenty calls coming in on Dhea's behalf. Wawning.

And Gilang was in a hurry to contact Dhea, but unfortunately, there was a voice from the operator that the intended phone was not active or out of reach. Tried many times, but the answer remains the same, Gilang was irritated, his body felt limp boneless. He knows, if Dhea must be disappointed and deliberately turn off his cellphone. And Dhea would not want to hear all the excuses Gilang had said. And worst of all, Dhea definitely did not want to see herself again. All thoughts raged in Gilang's head and it was that thought that brought him to the table. That's where it really stinks. His mother and father who looked at each other in wonder.