Love Time White Blue

Buah

Now I know about halwan's daily life. At school, I didn't talk to anyone much. I've been with him for almost 1 month. Turns out he was just like any other man.Initially I was often shy with him, he said, because the way the halwan talk that is not too rude makes me sometimes have to change my style of speech when communicating with him.

At night, around 9 pm I chat with halwan as usual.

" Ai, you want mango? in my house there are many, I also have the trees. "

said halwan, which happened to be fruit season.

" want dong, I'm here also have fruit but it's also in the love of the neighbors, hahah." said I'm a bit embarrassed.

" I'll go to school tomorrow" Halwan said.

I didn't believe anything about halwan. And I said "want" just kidding, not serious.

To his day at school, Halwan did not greet me he said from a distance

" There's fruit in the bag" he said.

I, who did not take it seriously, laughed and nodded pretending that I understood what he was saying.

" In whose bag is the fruit" in my heart.

The entrance bell rang, all the students went into his class, including the halwan. My table was at the front, when the bowman came in he looked at me with a smile. I was upset with her, I didn't look at her at all.

When the first hour of study took place, I smelled the fruit. I just turned a little to the bow and a jolt of his friends. I thought they were eating mangoes or peeling mangoes. Ahh my mind at that time was not right, I did not think where there was in the lesson hours and there was also a teacher of his students in let eat mangoes. I finally got back to normal and continued writing. However, a moment later I smelled mango again and like it was very close to me. I looked to the side, back and it seemed that all my friends were busy writing.

Then I opened my bag intending to pick up a book. But it turns out there is one mango that smells the same as the one I smell. I wanted to laugh out loud at that time. It did not occur to me that the mango was in my bag. I smiled at the halwan who was writing then I continued writing without thinking strangely again.

When the bell breaks, I ask the halwan

" who put mangoes in my bag?" ask me myself.

" i told you, in your bag there is fruit" replied the halwan.

" why don't you just give me directly? " ask me.

" I'm ashamed" he said.

I could only laugh at the behavior of the halwan who was always hiding out of embarrassment. The beginning of chocolate, then the pen, and now 1 mango and all of it without my knowledge.