My Love is Wrong

The look of those eyes...

I arrived at school less than 5 minutes before the bell rang. I walked to my classroom in the corner.

"Hi Ara's.." Wiwin.. I smiled and replied to Wiwin.

"Ra, the math PR is hard huha, I'm not done yet, I'm struggling at number 2, you're done Ar??" ask Wiwin.

Ara understood, it's like Wiwin wants to copy my PR answer. I smiled and didn't answer Wiwin's question.

" Why are you smiling?" wiwin said as he sped up his path and turned his lips.

" Yes it is difficult number 2, but thank God I was able to finish Win. Then you copy my answer." I replied with a smile and sat on my stool.

"h. you are indeed beautiful Ara, and my best friend" said Wiwin while taking a seat next to me ready to cheat. I just smiled..

Inadvertently my eyes looked at the classroom door, and it looked like Pram had just arrived at the classroom. Typical in its relaxed way. The tall man with pure white skin walked over while directing his gaze at me.

I was surprised that our eyes met. Pram smile.

I was so embarrassed while smiling a little at Pram. Pram went straight to his bench which was his position at the end of the class.

Pram's eyes and smile I get every morning.

Shortly after, the bell rang.. Smua my friends who were still outside directly entered into their respective seats.

The math teacher enters the class and the lesson begins.

PREMATURE

I entered the classroom and my eyes were immediately fixed on the seat of my beloved girl. Alhamdulillah, Ara school. I'm happy to see it. But just keep a jutek, a little scali smile, but I like it

Math lessons begin.. PR is called kumpulin.

Mr. Bambang our math teacher is notoriously fierce and never smiles.

Arrived2 Mr. Bambang called out to me, "You, who are sitting in the corner, try to go ahead and solve the problem no 1."

Wooh, I'm surprised not maen because I'm not really ready2, although I know if math lessons I'm never ready..

"Hmmm.. You didn't notice the father explaining yesterday huh?? "said mr. Bambang. I can only be quiet.

" So klo pak explains you do not sleep, pay attention carefully and if there is something unclear or there is still something that is not understood ask how, do not be silent. Understand you?? " mr. Bambang advised me.

I just nodded and bowed, but my eyes had a chance to see my beloved girl. Not intentionally our eyes meet, but you immediately avert your eyes..

Finally, Mr. Bambang told the class champion to try to solve the problem. But the answer is wrong. Me and the class champion are welcome back to the seat..

Then Mr. Bambang called my friend Si Haris to come forward to solve the problem.

Thankfully, Haris's answer was correct.. And Haris was asked to explain the other friends..

Not felt after almost 1 hour and a half hours of maths lessons finished..

Huh. I'm so relieved.. I took a breath and leaned my body on the chair.. Bathinku, finished also this lesson, qku very relieved..

When the hour of rest came, I approached Ara. It has become a tradition of Ara, the hour of rest sitting sweetly on her stool.

Ara never went to leave the bench, there was just something she did, drawing a dress design, drawing flowers, sometimes making a summary.

"Hi ." I said hello. Ara just smiled and continued her busy life.. "Why do you think Ar, hmmm your picture is good as well.why do you want to be a designer?" I said while paying attention to the picture of the dress design that Ara made.

Ara seemed to blush, while closing the image. " Hmm no, I'm just Pram, and I don't want to be a designer. Moreover, my image is not good" said Ara with a smile .

"Hai Pram, why are you here." Wiwin's voice startled me from behind.

"Ooh this is Win, I saw the design of Ara," I replied while looking for a seat in front of Ara.. Inner, hmm failed neh deketin Ara, Wiwin kok use enter the class all si. hmm.

After that, I chatted with Ma Wiwin, while occasionally my eyes noticed Ara who was again busy with her doodles..

Ara occasionally listened to my conversation with Wiwin, but the truck bowed again.. When accidentally my eyes met with Ara's eyes..

Ooooh there is a beautiful beat, like the wind but very soothing.I am very happy, but not how long Ara turned her eyes in the other direction..

I hope Ara feels what I feel, but I doubt it, cook yes Ara will like me, while I'm a man who is not capital and looks ordinary-biqsa only... Ara, I really admire you