My promise to you Anindya

Returned Present. 2

Every now and then I look back to ascertain the distance with Anindya, not wanting to feel any pain in the ears. Although there is actually a sense of want, not want to feel pain. But rather make him happy even though I have to resist the pull of the ear. Is that weird? Do all men do the same when making someone they love angry and want to hit or pinch. I hope I'm not the only one doing that.

"Anne!" call a man from a distance.

Anindya and I stopped together and glanced at the source of the voice. The man immediately approached Anindya.

"You're cured, Deck?"

"Already, Brother Bima," he replied smilingly.

I who saw it snorted bitterly at Bima, a man who tried to snatch Anindya from my arms.

"Thank God then, oh yes soon the event of the Prophet's Maulid. You ready, Deck?"

"God willing, Brother."

"Good, later after school get together in the practice room."

"Okay, sister," Anindya replied.

Then Bima passed away with the most beautiful smile of hers, but it disgusted me. I approached Anindya, then said, "Have you finished talking?"

"Already dong!" the answer.

"Oh."

Without me noticing, the beautiful woman shortened the distance with me. When it was very close, it immediately pulled my right ear firmly.

"Addedeen! It hurts!" grumbling.

"Say I promise I won't be jealous anymore?"

"Sorry, his name is human too." I rubbed my slightly reddened ears.

"Bakso two servings," he said.

"Huh?! No! No! You're cured, you can't eat meatballs, let alone pedes and a lot," my protest refused his wish.

"Oh, Anin wants meatballs~."

"No! Can't do. Eat the others."

"No, I want meatballs. Yeah, yeah, yeah." He blinked his eyes a few times while smiling.

I was devastated to see her funny attitude. "Well, I can" I replied.

"Guys!" He put his hands together while smiling.

"But! Can't use chili sauce. If you want to be spicy, take a pinch of tea."

"Well! No favors dong. Anin wants it spicy."

"No! Come on, come on in our class."

"You're spicy," he whined.

I didn't answer him, just pulled Anindya's right arm. But the skin on my palm did not come into contact with her skin, because I was lining it with a cloth on the jacket I was wearing.

Arriving at the class, all eyes were on Anindya who seemed to have recovered from her illness.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Good morning, guys!" yells to all.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered some of them.

"Good morning too, Anindya," replied the non-Muslims.

Some of them approached Anindya with friendly smiles. "How are you doing now?" ask Tasya.

"Allah is well, Tasya."

"Thank you." Tasya held the shoulder of Anindya's palm.

"Let's get ready! Soon the bell for the first lesson begins!" I reminded everyone.

Finally came the break bell ringing after a few hours following the subjects. As usual we arrange the table into a rectangular shape to eat together.

"You're bringing no supplies, Anin?" ask him.

"If it's not wrong, take it." He checked his bag. "Lohs?! How come there's no one?!" continued.

"What doesn't exist?"

"Will Anin, what else? Well, the provisions forget Anin brought," he said.

"Where did you put it? To forget that."

"In the kitchen, Anin was going to go to the bathroom."

"Where are you going, Lang?" ask him wonder.

"There is," I replied.

I sped up the steps to the cafeteria to buy some warm rice and chicken soup as a side dish.

"How, Bude?" ask the seller.

"Ten thousand."

Then I gave him a piece of ten thousand ."I borrowed a plate and a spoon yeah, Bude."

"May, but don't forget to be returned clean."

"Okay, Bude," I replied and hurried back to class.

Arriving at the class, I immediately gave it to Anindya. "Nih, directly eat mumpung is still warm."

"How much?"

"No need, let's eat! Time off is forty minutes away!"

In this school gives a break to students for one hour so that everything can rest with satisfaction and concentration again improves.

"Thank you, Alang~."

When I was eating again, I felt something lacking at this moment. Where the hell is Irwan? Usually he is always present to nimbrung eat together while bringing a friend eat—Like friedgan—.

"Tumben Irwan didn't come?" slowly say.

"Yes yes, there is no tumben. Not so deh can be fried," said Tasya pout.

But a while later, Irwan came with a fierce spirit while carrying a basket. "Who wants a pempek!" lantang.

All became boisterous because of the arrival of Irwan who of course carried a medium-sized basket containing the pempek.

"I want to, Wan!"

"Me too!"

"Mang Irwan's! I want three!"

"I'm five, Mang!"

"You're saying what mamang-mamang? Everyone gets three rations" said Irwan.

"Why is it so long, Wan?" ask me when he has finished dividing the food evenly to all.

"So I have to pick this up first at the subscription place when the break arrives." He showed me the empty basket.

"Oh so. Have you eaten, Wan?" askaku.

"When I was waiting for them to prepare the meal, I bought a mercon meatball near the subscription place."

"Mercon meatballs?!" Anindya stared at Irwan.

"Ouch!" I hit my jidat slowly.

Irwan looked confused. "Why, Lang?"

"She was going to eat meatballs later in the afternoon after school."

"I'll take you to that place."

"REally?!" anindya asked with great enthusiasm.

"Yes" replied Irwan.

"Women!"

"What, Lang?"

"Good God, did you forget that Anindya just recovered?! They even eat the Mercon meatballs again.

"Eh? Oh, I forgot." He patted his seat.

"Make it later after school to eat mercon meatballs?" he asked when Irwan and I were having a little argument.

"So!" We both answered.

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