Love 3 Triangle (3 Friends)

Nurul's Concerns

"Nurul, Anj. Didn't you guys get a job from Mr. Hari?" raka reminded them. More precisely the smooth expelling, he he he...

"That's it, sir."

"Now Nurul." Desperate Raka

"Ta. but sir."

"Calm down, Lidya won't be anything" whispered Ani mediating their debate. "There are a lot of people here" he said to convince Nurul.

Since yesterday's incident at Rendi's house, Nurul has become more over pretective with the closeness between Lidya and Raka.

Yesterday, after returning from Lidya's house, he wanted to see Ani to express his anxiety about Lidya. He was worried about going home too long. Both of his parents may be worried about finding his whereabouts.

Finally he disengaged his intention and went to meet Ani after the Ashar prayer.

"Hmmm, yes." he replied hesitantly, because he was sure that soon the other friends would be expelled also by Mr. Raka.

Inevitably he obeyed the wishes of Mr. Raka first, after that just returned again to invite Lidya to continue work in the Hall.

"Sorry, Lid, we'll stay."

"Yes, you guys take it easy." Lidya replied casually as she brandished her thumb.

After that they came out of the room and sought Grace to give the manuscript of the poem that was entrusted by Mr. Today.

Soon they met Rahmat who had just returned from the school cafeteria and then Nurul gave the manuscript to him.

Actually the poem is the result of a hand graffiti Raka. This morning, he was busy writing poetry for them.

There is also Nurul poem as below 👇👇👇

O my companions...

It was time for the green leaves to dry and fall in the wind

Today they are sad, they are sad,

His struggle...

Her story...

It seems like a special memory to them

Remember you are my friends,

That day we fought together for the same cause?

Remember you, my friend,

That day we smiled together

When have we given our best to our school?

But now...

All those memories

All that togetherness

It won't happen again...

We'll walk alone

Opening a new sheet

But the one I know

we'll meet again next time

My only hope is*un*for you, dear friend

Those of us who have been together cannot be strangers

A thousand sweat and memories I keep neatly in my memory

and hope you never forget those wonderful memories

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While the poem Grace as below 👇👇👇

Leafs….

As time goes by you fade your colors

You who used to be green with a beautiful color must change the color consumed by time

If I were to be the wind that could fly you along with the beloved tree

But I am just a helpless gust of wind that can only blow and will not be able to make you alive and whole as before

One thing to remember is that we will not forget your services and sacrifices so far as the tree will not forget the services of its leaves

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Just like Nurul, Rahmat received a piece of paper given by Nurul with obvious confusion on her face.

"Pronounce it, it's an order from Mr. Hari." Nurul said when he saw the confusion on his face.

Without asking much more, Rahmat finally agreed with Nurul with a faint nod while smiling stiffly.

He did not dare to argue or ask a lot of questions because this was the first task given by Mr. Hari to him, let alone who gave the script was his senior brother.

After their task was completed, Nurul and Ani immediately decided to meet Lidya again. "We go first. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Mosur."

Soon they arrived in front of the OSIS room. "What are you doing here, Nurul?" ask Mr. Hari who just came out of the room.

"Ekh, you're here?" Cerocos Ani is shocked by the sudden appearance of Pak Hari before them.

"Well, Mr. Nanya is not answered, but behind his name." protested Mr. Hari.

Nurul does not want to prolong the problem with Pak Hari. "Sorry sir, we just want to take Lidya to the Hall."

"Lidyanya let it be here to help Mr. Raka," replied Raka with his leisure. "You two follow the Father to the Hall." he ordered in a firm tone.

"Now Sir?"

"Yes now!!!"

"I. yes sir."

Forcibly, they followed Hari's pack to the Hall room.

Shortly after their departure, three students entered with suspicious gestures. They walk on their tiptoes and watch the surroundings.

Shouts

They manage to enter the room without being noticed by anyone, including Lidya and Raka who are busy choosing photos of activities that will be displayed tomorrow.

They are too focused on the project.

Meanwhile, on the other side. Nurul who was coordinating his friends to organize various equipment for tomorrow's activities, felt very worried. To make it less focused on its task.

Mr. Hari just shook his head to see Nurul's reaction in confusion when answering the questions of students who did not know the layout of the activity room.

Pak Hari approached Nurul. "You'd better just go home, Nurul" he said when he was next to Nurul.

Nurul who was unaware of the whereabouts of Mr. Hari earlier gasped in shock then put both hands on his chest. "Astagfirullah haladhim..."

Mr. Hari smiled to see Nurul's reaction. "Are you sick, Nurul?"

"Ecc... No, sir, I'm fine." he answered honestly

"Just worried about Lidya's fate, sir" he continued in his heart.

"Whatever your reason, you should go home first," said Mr. Hari in a soft tone to make Nurul's heart quite touched by the kindness of Mr. Hari. But soon the feeling was eroded by the words of Mr. Hari "And do not forget to memorize the poem that you gave earlier." continued with a very firm tone and a very sharp gaze. Makes Nurul lose her guts.

"Yes sir" he said without being able to argue again. He did not despair until there. "May I take Ani and Lidya home together?" Ask carefully and a slightly compassionate face, hoping that the Father would be merciful to agree to his request.

"Can't." Reject Mr. Hari firmly.

His hope was dashed just like that. Nurul was forced to say goodbye to Ani to return home.

"Well on Nurul street, don't worry about Lidya" Ani advised her friend. "Whatever he is a martial arts master, Raka sir can definitely be defeated" Ani continued, whispering.

Didn't want to linger because the Father was struggling to code them that their time was up. He he he....

With a heavy heart Nurul said goodbye to Ani.

While on his way to his class to pick up a school bag, he racked his brain to think hard.

"Aaha.." he said excitedly because an idea had appeared in his mind.

Eagerly he swung his steps towards the classroom.

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