Nuvia's Love Story

Nuvia's Love Story
Knowing love



I'm Nuvia, I'm 17 years old I'm in 3rd grade High School in one of the best schools in the rainy city of Bogor.


Right now I'm waiting for my school bus pick-up, I'm always waiting by the side of the big road , which lined up a lot of other school children and also company employees who were waiting for public transportation, I was always ready to wait for my invitation every 06:30 am , my school has a different school uniform to other schools, not no reason, it's already school regulations , maybe so that our pick-up drivers can easily recognize us as students from the best school.


The next morning, I was a little late coming to the end of the road where I was waiting for my school invitation, I ran with all my might from my residence towards the big road.


sure enough, by the time I got to where I was waiting for , my pickup car had already slid quite a distance despite still being caught by my sense of sight .


" Huh .. I was late "my complaint when I saw my pickup car getting away .


I look at my allowance, there's only 10k of my parents' gifts, which I should have used for my lunch.


" There is no lunch for today" I said in my heart, because I had to take public transportation and had to pay 5k rupiah service until school.


I was about to cross the street to look for the transport suddenly there was someone calling my name quite clearly in my ears.


" Nuvia ! " say the man .


I stopped my steps to turn to the source of the voice, but no one there had any sign of knowing me, and had called me earlier . just as usual other school children and adults who are waiting for transportation and struggling with their respective busyness.


" Oh my goodness, who called you ? " i talk while thinking


I continued my steps again, to cross the big road and I arrived at one of the public transportation that was waiting for me when I crossed the road.


A few minutes later I arrived at my school gate , this is a moment that I do not like if riding public transport , because it has to walk from the school gate , there were many male students who were sitting in the park near the school gate , were chatting , and if we students pass through it becomes the material of those who have the ploy of a centile and ignorant nature, different if I ride the bus invitation , I'll arrive at the school parking lot close to my classroom .


" Nuvia , Nuvia , will you be in between not until class ? "


" Nuvia, yu aa "


" Good morning Nuvia "


And there are many more of their cries that make me want to run away from them .


I have never felt like the opposite sex, maybe I was too busy with my books, until there was no time to think about likes on the opposite sex as normal teenagers.


It is not easy for me, in order to feel like attending this school , besides having to have parents who are notoriously twisted, also have to have a pretty smart brain for the level of student duties.


yes, I am one of the student duty track students, then that I got the car pickup facility, because if it is not a student duty line, I can not school here , for compulsory tuition fees and school facilities fees are very expensive for my family's financial size, and usually students here have a private vehicle to take to school.


The average student here from among the high class , only a few are from the student duty track and it is very striking, Visible from what we wear starting from the bag , shoes and anything attached to our bodies are very different .


I have a friend named Esther, we are both students of the student duty track, yes that's how we are, we will be friends with students who are level with each other.


Esther's a smart kid, she's just like I never knew the meaning of falling in love , only different he has a fanatical liking in 1 Korean boyband BTS that he often told me One by one his personnel, until I joined memorized because so often Ester told them.


" I don't think you're present nuvia" Esther said to me as she saw me coming and sitting next to Esther.


" I woke up late today "I explained


" Your fans are crowded in the park earlier ? " the Esther ledek who knows how the male students if see me passing them, and Esther nicknamed them nuvia fans .


" I think he just wanted to disappear earlier, boisterous once they make me embarrassed and upset "I replied


" There was a drop from Ilham" said Esther then gave me 1 chocolate and one rose stalk tied with a pink ribbon.


" Another ?? " my question is with Esther


Whether Ilham owns a flower shop or a chocolate shop I never know, because every day Inspiration gives me chocolates and flowers .


Esther smiled as she shrugged her shoulders, yes indeed Esther does not know the meaning of Inspiration, maybe one of the fans I think Esther.


The teacher arrived , I carefully watched each teacher give an explanation of the lesson he was directing .


Until the time Bell breaks arrived, the students filled the school cafeteria which already contained many snacks and drinks.


I always buy bread for my lunch, for today as it is not, because the rest of my allowance is only enough to pay for public transportation services later after school.


" Aren't you in the cafeteria ? " Tell Ester


" No, I diet "I Answer the origin


" tumben bgt, your usual spirit every hour of rest, eat your favorite chocolate bread "


answer Esther a little bit of a prick on me


" hemm, sometimes I can "answer while I open the bag looking for a book to read


" want ?? " ask Esther again, while thrusting the provisions he brought from home .


" this food is not processed by my mother, this is my Aunt gift from Padang , according to my tantte is halal , my aunt Muslim .


Sorry, Esther and I are different beliefs I am Muslim and Esther Nasrani, but we respect each other.


Esther also knew I did not eat what was forbidden in my teachings, then it was her usual that Esther did not share food with me, if the food she brought processed people her house .


" Thank you. "my answer was to eat beef that has been seasoned rendang until it is not left . in continue we chat casually, until Bell entered after the break rang.


Esther and I have been working on some of the problems our teacher gave us, and our teacher's explanation if the finished one is allowed to go home first .


When I arrived home from school I walked with Esther through the school corridor, seen Ilham standing while leaning his body on the pole of the school building, while playing his cellphone.


" Nuvia "call her when she sees me and Esther approaching .


" Hey, thank you for the chocolate "my words actually there is a sense of discomfort, but yes how I do not dare to reject it , I am afraid Ilham is offended or angry .


" You didn't go to the cafeteria ? " ask Inspiration to me


" Nuvia had lunch with me, I brought enough rendang for us "Ester answered the question of Inspiration without being told


" It is fitting that I don't see you in the cafeteria" Ilham replied


" I drive home well, please this time do not refuse me there will be a destination to your area of residence, all the way" said Ilham continued.


Ilham did know the area where I lived, although he did not know exactly where .


" oh so, yes "I answered soberly


" No, I want to see my sister at work.nya, you are the same nuvia" replied Esther


" okay, let nuvia "insert me


" oh, yes, yes," I replied nervously


"Ester I'm first yes "I say goodbye to Esther while waving my hand


Esther nodded her head with a smile


I accidentally saw three female student figures who were looking cynically at me, they were Cika, Dea and Hani .


they are the most despised students by the female students in this school, including me .


Ilham asked me to step into the parking area of his car, I was embarrassed because it was the first time I was with a man walking together , Inspiration very sweetly opened the door of his car to make it easier for me to get into her.


" Thank you" I said as Ilham opened the car door


" Don't hesitate Vi "answer her, while circling her car to get to the steering door.


" Where are you going ? " ask me on my way to my house


" I want to meet my friend, we will hold a music arts festival at his school, his address is like his same as your area" Ilham replied


" oh "my answer quickly


" Later you join Vi , me and my band representatives from our school " invite Ilham


Ilham is active in music arts activities in my school, Ilham is quite famous among our schoolgirls, in addition to singing and playing some musical instruments, Ilham has a handsome face , and her parents are not ordinary people .


Ilham's father was a regional official, his mother a doctor, and many things that could be admired from himself and the Ilham family.


" When is the show ? " ask me


" about two weeks away Vi "Ilham replied


" From here, where is your home? " Ilham circulates a view on the road that looks forked .


" it's to Ilham's left, sorry I forgot to tell you "my words are not good.


" ok "answer Ilham while steering her


We entered my residential area, my residence is not too far from the big road, so it didn't take long for me to arrive at my residence .


before arriving at my residence, Ilham suddenly stopped his car suddenly, I was surprised, making my body slightly staggered into the dashboard of the car and my hand hit by a collision.


" Vi, sorry .. Which one hurts ? " say Ilham panicked


" uh , it's okay I was just surprised "I replied as I stroked my bumped hand


" i'm sorry Vi" said Ilham, stroking his hands like he felt guilty


" hihihi, this exaggeration of yours does not hurt "I let go of the hand of Inspiration


minutes later I saw a young man standing right in front of Ilham's car


" oh who is he, why is he in front of it ? would you kill yourself ? " i grumbled to see the young man smiling to himself and as without sin, who happened to be heard by Ilham.


" He's my friend who I told you about, we stopped by for a while to his house well" said Ilham a little pleading with me


" yes, but don't be long Inspiration "answer me


" ok beautiful" replied Inspiration of joy


" Bro, where is it ? " ask Ilham on the figure of a young man I don't know 'but like I've seen him .


Ilham took his head out from behind the glass of his car, I don't know what in the mind of the young man even glanced at me and smiled cunningly


" go in bro, this is my house "that young man shows one big house that is right on the side of the big road .


Ilham turned his steering wheel to park his vehicle in order to enter the yard area of the young man's house .


After her we got off, don't forget Ilham opened his car door for me .


" Who's bro ? " ask the young man


" oh yeah, know my schoolmate here, her name is nuvia, do you guys not know each other ? " said Ilham a little astonished, we are one settlement but like foreigners .


" Nuvia "I first extended my hand


" Arbi "her answer welcomed my hand


" In yu, I'm ready for the agenda later "


take arbi to us .


We also stepped into the arbi residential area that I could only look at every time I passed it. , I did not expect to be able to enter this residence and get to know its inhabitants .


" Want to drink what nuvia ? " ask arbi softly


" uh , whatever arbi "my shameless sahut is caught observing every inch of his house building


" Nuvia aja nih, I'm not' "Ilham a little upset with arbi .


" hahahaha, spoiled Lo bro "the arbi laugh at Ilham who is folding his hands to the chest


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