Love Flips At The End of the Season

LOLLIPOPS

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School Board Room ....

"I'll give you until tomorrow to make things right. Then never again show your nose in front of me." Nadya spoke without looking at all of them. The two walked together to leave the school board building which inflicted wounds on five girls and their parents.

"Ma!" greet Fatim to Nadya.

"Why?" Nadya looked at her daughter.

"Are we not being too cruel?" ask Fatim again.

"No dear, my mother has considered everything. Their parents' mistakes had indeed exceeded the threshold. The behavior of his children as well, not a day two mama monitor the five children but it has been almost a year." Nadya keceplosan said that she always monitored the activities of her daughter.

"I mean Mama? Every day you tell people to spy in Fatim at school?" Fatim poked his lips.

"He .. he ... Yes, sorry, mom." Nadya did not hesitate to throw her hand at Fatim to apologize.

"Yes Fatim sorry, but ...." Fatim hung his words.

"But what?" nadya asked curiously.

"Dear it!" Fatim lowered his head and played the tip of his hijab.

"Let her calm her heart first, mama had heard what her father Yati had said. You have to be patient and apologize. It seems like Yati feels you are lying, so she can be angry like that" Nadya explained.

"Alright, Ma. Fatim will try to wait, but not for a long time because Fatim does not want to lose a friend like Yati." Fatim tetiba misses the fondness of his best friend.

"Well, we're home now!" take Nadya to her daughter.

Fatim just smiled and nodded, they walked towards the parking lot.

"Ma! Fatim's just riding the angkot, huh?" Fatim opened the car door.

"Why? Is there anything else to do?" Nadya asked back.

"No, only Fatim wanted to stop by one place. If mama comes later it must be uncomfortable because the road is a little ugly," explained Fatim.

"Well, it's just you don't come home too long. Remember that! Mama's waiting for you to make dinner this afternoon." Nadya fell on her daughter and got into the car.

Fatim just waved his hand as Nadya's car started moving away from the school parking lot. He himself walked to the highway, but in the middle of the road he remembered wanting to call Abas.

The girl also pulled over and sat under a thick banyan tree. With hesitation he pressed the number of the man who became his first love because since childhood only Abas he knew.

For girls usually their first love is a father, but because from birth Fatim did not meet his father then Abas is his first love.

Tut .. tut!

Click!

The voice of the telephone receiver has been raised. Greetings from across the street were heard. But Fatim was still silent, he answered Abaz's greeting in his heart. I don't know why his lips felt faint to talk.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Deck! It's really you who called, right? Hello .. hello ...." Abaz's voice was clearly heard in Fatim's ears.

"Can I ask you something?" Finally came the voice of Fatim.

*Yeah God, your voice deck. It really makes me want to always be close to you, sometimes I think why now we are reunited, the matchmaking that abi and umi arranged for me is really powerless to refuse, forgive me deck Fatim, inner Abas sad.*

"Greetings first, Dek. You can only speak because it is obligatory to answer the greeting, the law." Abash continued his words.

Fatim laughed even though he knew the person behind the screen couldn't see it. He always remembered from childhood Brother Pop always advised him

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," said Fatim to answer greetings friends who became his childhood love.

"Alhamdulillah, well so dong. What do you need to call, Dek?" asked Abas who actually missed him.

"I'm sorry if my question will make you wonder or confused. I just need to answer honestly, if he says it, if not say it." Fatim emphasized his words to Abas.

Abas' heart was beating violently, Fatim's words just now made his heart want to sing a song of longing, the chants of Istiqfar scattered from the soft heart of the handsome man. He is at war with his feelings.

"Yes, Deck. Ask if I can answer," Abas said in the overflow of happiness that filled his chest cavity.

"Are you Pop's brother?" Fatim asked doubtfully but expectantly.

The deg!

Abas' heart seemed to want to be dislodged, no one would know the name except Loli, his guesses and hopes as if real, wanted it to feel like he jumped because he was happy, but it was only in delusion. Because in fact he was still standing on the ground at this moment.

"Sister! Let's answer!" The sound of Fatim's voice was filled with a sense whose name was curious.

"Yes!" abaz answered briefly, but could destroy the fortress of Fatim. Want to scream, want to cry, want to laugh, want to run, all mixed up great. Bayangin himself just how it feels to be Fatim at this time. The author is confused as to how it feels he .. he ....

"Where do you know that from?"

"When I got my permit yesterday."

"So you, Loli?"

"There's a lot of stories that I want to share with you, Brother Pop." Fatim's tone of voice shook.

"Sister also wants to feel like we were like before, but remember now we are adults not children anymore. Brother can not be free to hug or nudge you like before. There's a century now that we have to keep in the company." Abas began to speak, his tone sounding light and pleasant.

"Yes, I understand. When will you come back to Jakarta?"

"Not yet, Deck. There's still a lot of business here."

"Well, I'll wait as long as I wait for us to be met by God." Fatim smiled blandly, there was a sad wave when he heard he would not be able to meet Abas.

"Dad! You're still there, right?"

"Hmm, why?"

"Do you remember our childhood promise?"

"Of course, even I still remember every detail. If I were your bride but would it be possible now?"

"See, Deck. We leave everything to God, if it is his will we can certainly make it happen, as it is today. We can meet again after all these years." Abas convinces his childhood sweetheart that he is currently in love with him.

"Okay, sister, I hung up the phone. We'll connect again. That's my angkot coming, I'm going first. Assalamu'alaikum!" Pamit Fatim to Abas.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" replied Abas slowly. A smile was on Abas' pink lips. He was very happy with this saar. He had fallen in love with his childhood girl, but one thing was still a burden on his mind. Will he be able to fulfill his childhood promise to make Fatim his bride?

Meanwhile, Fatim was already sitting sweetly in the angkot, occasionally he was as comfortable as his own smile. Of course, making one of the angkot passengers became curious and reprimanded him.

"Loe, sane?" tanyanya nosy.

"Waraslah," replied Fatim while glaring annoyed.

"Why? Do I look like a crazy person?" fatim asked back in annoyance.

"Yes, loe's brother smiled at his own smile. What else try if you're not sane?" cerocos is a man in a blue white uniform in front of him.

"Mulut loe ya kayak not school, kualat entar loe. There's no courtesy to the old man." Fatim is upset.

Son of a bitch chuckles, it's called loe again fall in love, isn't it?" ask again.

"Little boy wants to know, ah diem loe." Fatim put his phone in a bag.

Suddenly the car they were riding stopped suddenly. Of course the passengers inside have hit each other like a type of coffee.

"Well, why the sudden rush, sir!" Fatim protested first which was followed by the other passengers.

"I'm sorry but look at that?" The driver pointed to the front. Looks like five thugs have been racking their waists.

Everyone saw the horror in front of the car they were riding.

"Do you know them?" ask the boy in the blue white uniform who was teasing Fatim.

"Yes, because yesterday the father had not passed the tax deposit because of the quiet pull." The dark-skinned man bowed lethargic.

"Being through paying taxes?" ask Fatim.

"That's, Deck. Sometimes I get scared to go out." The guy's down.

"How much does it pay, sir?" ask Fatim again.

"Fifty thousand."

"Okay, let me pay" said Fatim with a smile.

"Uwihhh there was a sultan tajir it turned out." The boy smiled sweetly at Fatim.

"Sultan sultin, diem loe!" fatim kesel.

"Pretty-beautiful turns out," said the boy.

The five thugs had already approached and pulled the driver's collar to force him out, but Fatim was certainly not a child to stay still.

"Get rid of that father!" fatim shouted furiously which made the five grin cynically.

Yes, we will continue tomorrow, God willing. Author must first go bye .. bye .

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