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25. NEW SHEET

Arvin started his day with 45 spirit. How not excited, if every day he can make Indi smile and even laugh. Although Arvin must behave silly which is certainly intentional, only to make Indi let go of his laughter.

Arvin certainly knows, if Indi only considers him a friend. And Arvin never questioned any response from Indi about him. Can be made a friend or friend by Indi, that alone is very happy.

Indi was the first girl who made him want to start getting to know her. Different from the usual where the girls are asking even as if forcing to get acquainted with Arvin.

“Woi... don't daydream! Satisfaction of the new jackfruit tree know the sense of lo” Indi patted Arvin's shoulder he saw sitting on the bench of the school garden. The break time is still enough to just sit back after lunch.

Arvin clingak clinguk

“Eh buset nih child, was nglamun ..now even look not clear” Indi sitting across from Arvin.

“Emang here no Ndi jackfruit tree?” Arvin asked with his innocent face.

Indi opened the novel she brought to cover her face. Indi smiled even laughed without a sound. He didn't think Arvin would give such a funny response.

“Heh! I managed to enjoy the inner elo” Indi

“Indi!” Arvin called him

“What?”

“This is a real jackfruit tree?” Arvin is still looking for the tree referred to by Indi. It's not what. Arvin once read in an article that jackfruit tree is one of the trees most often inhabited by astral beings other than the banyan tree.

Now Arvin got up from his seat and walked over to the gardener who happened to be around them.

“Pak Amin, here....around this park there are jackfruit trees?” Indi heard Arvin's question to Mr. Amin who was mowing the grass. Indi could not hold back his laughter anymore. Both of his hands now silenced his own mouth so that the sound of his laughter was not heard by Arvin.

Indi, who began to feel stomach pain from laughing, went from the park. Indi never felt very happy because he managed to work on Arvin. Usually Arvin is the one who always pisses him off with all kinds of tricks and tricks.

Arvin still clingak clinguk. Mr. Amin answered and told him that there were no jackfruit trees around the park. But Arvin still looks incredulous. Until Mr. Amin reprimands and expels Arvin so as not to interfere with his work.

Arvin turned towards the bench he was sitting on and did not see Indi there.

“Indi!” Arvin looking for Indi. Even foolishly he looked for Indi under the bench.

“Arvin!” Shouted Indi from the front 2nd floor of his class. As Arvin looked at the voice calling out to him, Indi waved and stuck out his tongue. The taunting mark on Arvin.

Now Arvin realized that he had been bullied Indi.

“Huh basic! I think you are brought by the devil jackfruit tree” Arvin breathed a sigh of relief, then walked into his own class because the doorbell has sounded.

Indi came home in the afternoon, because he had to get additional classes. Understand, the final exam is getting closer. The school deliberately gave a lot of training exercises so that all students could graduate with satisfactory grades.

Indian schools are among the favorite schools. Higher minimum grades than other schools. And usually graduate students from Indi schools will easily get a favorite school in the next level.

Arvin was waiting for Indi to be parked and handed over the helmet.

“Udah?” Arvin asked Indi shortly after Indi sat in his motorcycle seat.

“Udah!”

“Kalo have dropped dong” Arvin gave the order

“Hah! Not yet the road and until home kok you tell me to come down?!” Indi started senewen

“Ya if already, means down kan” Arvin put on a serious look.

Indi followed Arvin's instructions. Indi remembered that this afternoon he had raided Arvin. So Indi thinks Arvin might be mad at her. But yet Indi raised one leg down Arvin held his hand and prevented it.

Indi kept quiet and looked at Arvin's eyes. Indi seeks sincerity from Arvin's words. Indi realized that Arvin was working on it again, in retaliation this afternoon began to look down and look sad.

Arvin who can certainly see the change in expression Indi directly lower the buffer on the motor. Get down from sitting and face Indi.

“Anged huh? I'm just kidding Indi..maaf” Arvin holding Indi's hand.

Escape one clear grain from Indi's eyes.

“Gue thought you were angry because this afternoon hiks hiks..” Indi started sobbing.

Arvin was wrong. His idle nature that only came out while with Indi, now made him confused.

“why is elo the only one who can do me? Why can't I bales elo?” Indi is still crying.

“Ngga fair! If you love me again, I will never ride your bike again!” Indi threatened Arvin

“Sorry Indi. I'm just kanda” Arvin stroking Indi's head.

“Ok..Ok, I won't be kayak gini again.” Arvin gives up “But another joke, can you?” Arvin smiled seductively

“Hwa...wa...” Indi continues to cry.

There is no other way for Arvin. Although this will be a talk if it looks like someone else, let alone this is still in the school environment. But this is the only way to stop Indi's crying.

Arvin took one step forward, raised both his hands and hugged Indi. This time Indi returned Arvin's embrace, which he certainly never imagined.

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Arvin stops his bike at a meatball stall, but not the old Indi meatball stall. Arvin does not want to take the risk if Indi will return to remember Sigit when taken to a stall that usually.

“Cobain aja first, who knows this according to the taste of lo” Arvin saw doubt in the eyes of Indi.

“Ok” Indi stepping spirit. Take a seat by the window followed by Arvin behind him.

“What message mas?” The waiter who came was a woman. Indi realized the oddity when he saw the waiter who continued to look at Arvin with a smile.

“Why is Arvin the only one asked, why am I not?” Indi mutters

Arvin did not respond to the waiter's question, and instead looked at Indi as if giving up the responsibility of giving the order.

"Special baso same iced orange yes mba. " Indi mentions his order and turns to look at Arvin "Elo Vin? "

"Same on" Arvin replied without taking his eyes off Indi

“Lo often here huh Vin?” Indi asks Arvin after the waiter leaves with a note of their order.

“Ngga often anyway, at most 2 or 3 times. I don't count. It doesn't matter. Why why?” Arvin opened the bag and took his phone.

“As it is, the servant likes lo deh”

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