Mystery of Love

Dion

I stepped into the princess' office after putting my sandals and books in the room.

I opened the office door slowly because I was a little angry. Who's yo? My heart's pounding. My head went in first because I was too curious.

tweweweweng weng weng...

Harjo....? why try? Duuhhh I am the manager how if the children assume we are dating. can - can get takzir me. There is this harjo.

I walked into the office slowly and then sat facing the table as our barrier. I looked at him for a while frowning me, hoping he would answer the question in my heart, why come here? But he doesn't seem to understand.

I'm not awkward, it's just being alone with a guy makes me uncomfortable even though the front door is wide open. I don't know what his purpose or purpose is.

" Wau's pean najai ta niki?" he said after a while we were silent

"gut. wonten nopo?"

" makute?" he asked back

He pretended not to know what the hell, my mind. I'm not good at talking if asked that way I have to explain it.

I just kept quiet and didn't answer confused what to say. If I may want to say. Please don't come here again but it definitely offends him.

The door was opened by the children. Some only cover their head with a towel and some even only cover their head with their palms. Automatically their aurot is seen by the harjo whose position is facing inward towards the west and I look towards the east where people pass by

There were some children peeping trying to see who I was on the side of because it was rare and because their coco souls were thrashing.

I look at them with smiles because of their absurd actions and because of shame on cak harjo. How he thinks about the princess in my cabin. Because who peek more than two automatic cak harjo can see the activities of the princess who is walking the kantin inside the cottage without wearing a veil while joking.

Harjo's son looked at them. They even take turns peeking while laughing giggling, making you ashamed.

" heh close the lid, ketok ilo.." shouted someone, it seems like a wave reminding the krucil-krucil to immediately close the door because many princess santri who passed there without using a veil.

After the door closed again I asked him to go to the wartel and I promised to meet him there.

" i went back to my room to get my hat to put on the harjo to give it to my family. I got it from my sister's classmate. He's so cute and I just want his hat. (Duuh if you remember first. I'm not ashamed ya ask for a hat the same guy I just knew just because I was close to his sister and want to really have a hat).

" hen nopo?" ask me when I got to the wartel and sat down in the chair next to him

" mpoten angsal mriki ta?"

" mboten ngoten..be e teng griyo enten news nopo ta nopo" I replied unkindly. I answered that he was like rambling what if I said he didn't come here again. Mbetutut....

He was good at finding chat themes so we could have a casual conversation. There is no such thing as that because he is not my type. He talks too much, but it doesn't matter because he has advantages, he works, is close to my uncle and his face is decent.

" Aba ya nek nimbali kulo ae yon dion" he said

"brmphhh.." I closed my lips to hold my laugh, narcissistic really so people.

" no ngandel yes.pean tanglet lare-lare ta!"

" sick-nosed" I replied with a smile and tried to keep my laughter from exploding.

ok I understand because he has some positive points if not.. heeeeeee.

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this is Dion we're talking about. Anjasmara in the beloved soap opera that plays alongside jihan fahira.

Harjo is a bit like the same dion.he has a godk like dion.it's the hair that grows in front of the ears until it almost touches the cheekbones. Not exactly a plek se.