My First Love My soul mate

Early on

A man with a flat face and coldness entered the classroom. The aura became tense instantly. The student who had been chatting was silently facing forward. The nickname of the killer lecturer has been attached to him even though only a few days of teaching at this campus. "Good morning." Put your laptop and book on the table. "For Mr." Answer everything compact. "Where are the students on the bench? Since yesterday I taught nothing." Ask. Their tongues are muddy. Can't answer. Can only cuss troublemaking girl who again skipped class. "Nobody knows?" The sound made them wake up instantly. "Maybe there's a need for sir." A girl is afraid of fear. "What's his name?" Devan asked as he grabbed his pen and notebook. "Celina sir." The answer. The man nodded after noting the name in the book and his memory then immediately started the class.

The curtains of a luxurious room were wide open making the bright enough sunlight enter forcing the sleeping girl to open her eyes. "You're going to college, aren't you? It's eight o'clock." Said a woman pulling her daughter's blanket. "What time is Ma?" The question again made the mother repeat her answer earlier. Celin sat down his body quickly. He got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. "Good god, that kid." Mama Celin muttered, shaking her head at her daughter's behavior.

"Celin departs Ma." His words grabbed the milk box and put it in the bag with the sandwich that the beautiful woman had prepared. "Heart of heart." Shouted Mama Celin watching her daughter dart away after kissing the back of her hand.

A black sports motor is parked on the campus courtyard. A girl took off her helmet and ran over in haste ignoring her messy bright brown hair. "Excuse me." He said along the way because he was always in touch with several people.

Celin stared at the glass slit in his class. There is a lecturer who explains the material. He decided late to sit on the bench next to him while waiting for the lecturer to come out. Instead of going in and making fun of the girl chose a safe step to eat her breakfast.

The door of the room opened making Celin who drank the milk box look up. The eyes of two people were glued for a moment. "Pretty." Inner Devan observed the perfect face like a Greek Goddess before him. The hair just tied up the origin a little messy making it very pretty with blush, a pointed nose and a perfect beautiful blue bead.

"Cellins. You're not papa?" Sandra hugged her best friend. "Why indeed?" Celin asked devouring his unfinished bread. "So you were interrogated by Mr. Devan, right?" The girl nodded. "To the canteen yuk. Meatball eaters." Take him to stand leaving his friend who is still gawking. "Basic. We're panicking, he's just relaxing." Gerrutu Sandra is after her best friend.

Eagle eyes Devan observed a group of students who were busy eating while joking. Not observing everything. He was just observing a beautiful girl who was greedy eating meatballs. His face was flushed with spiciness. His friend was so enthusiastic about giving him a drink.

"Heh. Mr. Devan look at us. You guys don't feel it?" Sandra asked her friend. "Where?" Gilang looked around until his bead saw the cold face staring at the place where he and his friend were. "Yes." Yeah." He said a clumsy smile while scratching his non-itchy nape. "What is that guy's problem? Her face was plywood rich. The handsome is good. But the cold it's freezing." Sandra. "A...." Celin opened his mouth asking Sandra to feed the nugget that was eating her friend. "Haishis...Mama you must be nagging if she knows her son eats meatballs using sambel this much. Looky. The cabins are floating a lot." Celin did not care about the babble Sandra chose to continue eating with solemnity.

A girl clucked feeling a pinch on her cheek. "Stop bothering me." He brushed off Zahra's brother's hand. "You can't drink Deck soda." Reprimanding speech. "What can I do. Everything can't be." Celine answered, get out of there. "Why again?" Tanya Papa just came with his wife. "Pa's Habit." Zahra replied with a sigh.

Celin sits in a chair where he spends his time and produces a rupiah purse. The girl sighed softly while putting on headphones waiting for the computer in front of her to turn on. He remembered in the past. His relationship with his brother is not good. It's only been 3 years since Zahra's attitude has been kind to her. He was never considered a sister. His treatment of Celin was so bad that he was called a maid's son because Zahra told her friend. Mama and Papa Celin said that if her brother is not ready to have a sister, therefore behave like that. But for Celin there is no reason to understand him. "Fuck it not ready. Just say you don't want me to attend." The girl was unknowingly heard by Zahra who was standing by the door. "I'm sorry Brother." He murmured while bringing back lunch for his sister.