My Blinds On The Eagle

And look at yourself like a flower in the spring

*And look at it

You are like a flower

In the spring

Smiling one

Looking at the beautiful world

Which is welcome

Although the storm is approaching

Remember the dick always

Faithfully take care of you

We both cross the road

The sharp winding

Restrictive*…

The night was so perfect. The Pensi event closed with the song *welcome birthday *_his Emerald Band. Nine o'clock in the night past thirteen minutes right, the whole series of events ended. And perfect again ... covered with drizzle rain.

" Just go home. It looks like it will be a big drizzle. Tomorrow we go together" Wahyudi the homeroom teacher's instruction.

" Siaaaaap sir", replied the compact children.

And sure enough, that little drizzle turned into a big drizzle. People say, if the rain like this will last its duration and exposure. But the young people who were the organizers of the event that night were like they were ignoring the rain. They were busy rescuing the stage equipment. Their laughs and satisfied faces seemed to overpower the drizzling rainwater that began to drench their hair and clothes.

In front of her class, Nilam was still sitting waiting for Nana to come home together. After a long time waiting for him never to appear, he went to Nana's class. Ask some of the children he met, until he finally met Shinta.

" Nana was brought home Great.Sorry I forgot, she asked me to tell you. Sorry about Nilam.... "

" Yes, thank you Shin ", replied Nilam by covering up a little bit of his regret. Waduh.. how to go home, this hour is no angkot.

The only way is to borrow a phone from the TU room and directly call home. Ask Wildan's brother to pick you up. The risk is, subject to the cost of meatballs three days in a row.

As he walked back towards the TU room, he felt the tensocrap wrap on his feet and his ankle loosened. Sure enough, there was one hook that was missing and made the brownish-colored pliable cloth loose and began to come off.

Nilam stopped his steps, then sat down in a chair that happened to still be in front of a class. Immediately released the winding of the bending cloth. After that, it is rolled back. Just now Nilam was sitting while bending over and was about to begin to bulge the area of his heels and ankles, suddenly a hand grabbed the tensocrap roll he was holding.

Rayhan suddenly crouched down in front of him, grabbed the tensocrap he was holding and began to bulge the eye area of the foot up to half his foot. One leg of the young man was used as a pedestal along with one knee, half-sleeping. Nilam did not immediately answer that question. He observed Rayhan's hair slightly wet, as well as the young man's clothes, which looked very damp due to the rain. Until the clothes seemed to turn transparent and could print the sturdy curves of Rayhan's body and expose it.

Some fine rustling infiltrated into the cavities in Nilam's chest. Makes her breath a little tight and her heart beats tight. The girl's cheeks blushed.

" It's ", Rayhan smiled with satisfaction as he finished it. " Let's take you home "

" Yes... ", nilam agreed. " You brought a raincoat ? "

" Hopefully." said Rayhan expectantly.

" Wear my car. ", all of a sudden Aldo's voice rippled between the two of them.

Cring ... the sound of metal clanging. Rayhan reflexively quickly caught the key Aldo threw at him.

" Your bike ...".

It was Rayhan's turn to throw the keys on his bike, in response to Aldo's question. Basic basketball athletes.

" In the parking lot of deket mushola "

" Beres.. I take it home yes, we exchange it again tomorrow. Uh... Nil. If he messes with you, report it to me "

" What does he dare? ", Nilam exclaimed at Aldo who had started running away, smiling.

Nearly four months of the relationship between the three men. Now seeing the two men singing together and supporting each other makes Nilam really happy. At least, the ice has begun to melt again.

I.... what do I dare?, inner Rayhan. The young man deliberately walked ahead of Nilam who was currently unable to keep up with his wide steps.

" Ishhh.. cepet really the way. I'm gonna have to get a bag first" Nilam grumbled.

Rayhan's figure had disappeared in the corner of the corridor, while Nilam still had to turn to his class to pick up the bag. There were only two male friends who were also prepared to turn off the lights and then go home. Nilam gave a signal.

Shortly after Nilam turned off his classroom lights. Rayhan has returned to that place. Without gestures and words, the young man pulled Nile's waist. Catch the girl in her tightly rested handcuffs on the mute classroom wall.

" Aakh... ", Nilam is strangled. A fresh masculine scent filled his sense of smell, making him slightly lose balance. In fact, it seems that he has forgotten how to do the right thing. Until oxygen and carbon dioxide seemed to mix in the alveoli of his lungs, making tightness in the chest.

" Nilam." Rayhan's voice was soft and demanding.

" Your hair is wet .. Your clothes are too. let's go home ". Nilam tried to calm down without letting go of his gaze on the pair of dark eye beads before him.