
Ricko still fell weakly on the ground, not daring to look into the eyes of umar full of anger.
His sense of disappointment in Aninda began to grow but his love for aninda also grew stronger. He really missed that little girl.
“awas if you dare to deketin aninda. You weak guy!” umar cs then left ricko alone. Leaving behind grudges and wounds that were secretly stored in ricko's heart.
Ricko kept dreaming about his little girl first. Aninda is still like the aninda she used to know.
The cheerful Aninda, the aninda who always makes people laugh. Aninda no longer needs to protect her.
It should be right now that I protect her, inner ricko steady.
***
Yasmin's breath hunted, her eyes unable to close. The wall clock shows at one in the morning.
A cold sweat trickled down, a feeling of guilt and regret crept into his heart.
Bad thoughts always cross his head. What have I done? Aninda must be angry with me if you find out, the inner yasmin limp. He grabbed the blanket and fell asleep with dreams haunting him.
***
Restiana finished the last page of the novel that so washed away her feelings. He took off his glasses and laid his body in his bed.
Before going to bed he always reached under the pillow for a moment staring at the photo he kept there. Photo of him with ricko at his birthday party. His smile broadened when he looked at Ricko.
There was so much he wanted to convey to Ricko that he was too afraid to express it. Tomorrow I have to confide in Aninda, her determination in heart.
***
Aninda was shocked not to play when she found Vigo picking her up early in the morning.
“ngapain you here?” Ask aninda indifferently.
“yovi again can not pick you” replied vigo also indifferent.
Aninda clucked slowly. “you shouldn't bother!”
“oh, this is the twin of yovi son huh? Yes Allah...the handsome!” suddenly Aninda's mother nongol from inside the house.
Vigo smiled at Aninda's mother and then regretted it.
“ya already there depart!” aninda's mother orders her daughter. He glanced at Aninda, annoyed by her son's disrespectful attitude.
Aninda grunts quietly and then bids the school.
“so a very tengil sih” said vigo slowly.
Aninda just pursed her lips.
Understandably, it was still so early in the morning.
“emang why yovi can't pick me up?” Aninda asked curiously while tidying up her hair for wearing a helmet.
“what are you her boyfriend? Ngarepin he picked up!” answer vigo with a stingy accent.
***
English lessons are always successful to make aninda bored and sleepy. So to avoid falling asleep on his desk he always chatted with Yasmin.
But because that day yasmin was absent, Aninda sat alone. An idea flashed through Aninda's normally empty brain. He reached into his HP and then busy pressing the buttons.
A few minutes later Aninda felt her stored HP nailed to her skirt shake.
From Princess Yasmin :
No longer feeling well. No need to SMS-an mulu pay attention to the lesson. Take a look at me in the afternoon! Watch out if not!
Aninda smiled reading an SMS reply from yasmin.
“is there something wrong, miss aninda?” bu purwanti apparently read aninda's strange gurgle.
“no! no!” aninda answered her. Why the hell am I always unlucky if the English maple, he growled in his heart.
***
Meanwhile in the OSIS room…
Yovi grew tired of the retirement theme debate that will be held in three months. He held his head trying to think.
“in my opinion the theme for this year's pension event is black-and-white only more simple”
Some meeting participants agreed with the yovi proposal but some disagreed.
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