Prince Class

Is This Love?

Still in the same position, Galang hugged Gina. Gina had not returned Galang's embrace. But Gina admitted, in Galang deckap like this it feels comfortable. In Galang's embrace like this Gina's fear slowly disappeared.

Galang took off his embrace slowly. Gina felt a little unwilling actually.

Hearing Gina ask How? Makes the team think hard. And it's paying off. I remember he had a cell phone. The guy reached into his pants pocket. The flat object was directly taken from inside his pocket.

"Gue call Dika let him help us." Galang replied making Gina's smile engraved sweetly.

Gina patted her eel. "Oh yes. I don't think." Due to being too anxious, anxious, and afraid. Gina forgot that one way.

Checking the phone's battery. Fortunately, the phone battery is still a lot. "We go to the security guard post. It's haunted here." Speak with a slow tone.

Finally, the two lovebirds also walked to the security guard post. Out of fear, unconsciously Gina held tightly to Galang's wrist. Gilang just smiled faintly in response to it.

No need to go to the key too. The important thing is Gina, I'm willing! Stomach with an abnormally beating heart. His heart rate is beating faster at the moment.

"Lang, fear.." great-granddaughter Gina. The girl further tightened her body with a stall. The atmosphere of the twilight school was indeed gripping. The sky seems to have changed color. Adzan maghrib's voice was heard.

Galang so remembered the story of his mother who said that if the devil roamed around this hour. In the twilight at night. Actually Galang is not that brave. But because of his prestige, Galang calm down in front of Gina. It is not funny if Galang suddenly hugged Gina because of her fear.

Galang mobile phones become their auxiliary tools in seeing the road. There are some classes whose lights are brightly lit. There are also lights that die. Therefore, the lighting was less because the moon was also blocked by the tall building. Arriving at the security guard post, Gina breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, at the security guard post there are still lights that illuminate.

"Lang, Dika gih's phone hunt!" Urged Gina because she felt uncomfortable still in school.

Galang. "okay." The answer.

Galang immediately searched Dika's contact number. I hope the guy she thinks is her best friend answers her.

Because it was not lifted, Galang again called Dika back. Galang sighed. Phone connection connected, phone Dika ringing. But somehow Dika did not lift it.

Again, boker, huh? Really long! Just piss off!

"Lang... Why long?" Ask Gina.

"Just a minute, she hasn't answered my phone yet. Pray that the kids aren't busy." Answer Galang as it is.

Gina just nodded in response.

"Hello?"

Hearing Dika's voice from sebrang made the tip of Galang's lips interested. The guy smiled happily. "Sik, help me get out of school."

"Huh? A school? Mean lo?"

Okay. If you talk to Dika it must be that detailed. "Gue was the same Gina when she wanted to go home, the gate was already in the lock. Lah, you know set up the front gate high nauzubillah? If the wall behind there is also glass as wire. So..."

"So you call me for help?"

"Well pinter. Ho'oh Dik's. Help me yak! You are my best friend. The good man I currently harepin his help."

"OK, okay. Wait, baek-baek lo di sono! Don't be a goddamn Gina!"

"Yes. I also know kalik baths! Yaudah Dik, spit! No old wear! Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

After the phone connection was cut off, Galang's attention was immediately distracted staring at Gina. The girl was staring blankly at the table while occasionally rubbing her hands.

Is Gina cold?, Galang thought. Slowly, Galang approached Gina who was sitting on one of the chairs there.

Gina nodded.

"Because I don't have a jacket..." Galang hung his words while pulling both of Gina's hands. Gina was shocked by Galang's actions. Shortly after, Galang blew both of Gina's palms. I try to make the girl feel warm. Yes, although it does not have a big effect.

"Warm?"

Gina nodded again. I don't know, his tongue feels stiff and stiff when he wants to answer it. His voice did not come out, as if stuck in the throat.

Galang smiled. "Wait for it to come. I hope it won't be long." Galang said to tell.

Again, Gina just nodded.

Galang cupped Gina's palms together with her hands that were larger than Gina's. The man took turns wiping, blowing, sticking it on his own cheek and occasionally sticking Gina's hand on the girl's cheek or neck. Her goal was only one, which was just to make Gina feel the warmth from her body.

"If it's still cold say,"

Gina's eyebrows linked to hearing it. "Emang why?"

"Let me hug you right away. Because your health is everything. I'd be cold to keep warm."

"Gin..."

"Hm?"

"Anywhere in the world, you're still beautiful."

The blush!

Gina's cheeks blushed red like a boiled crab. Gina felt like a butterfly was flying in her stomach. It's the same as when her ex-boyfriend had her over at first. Is this love?

The girl immediately brushed off the word love that accidentally just thought in her mind.

Love's. That word hated Gina. Because Gina thought that love would only make people weak. Like her old self who was down, and felt unable to live the day without her ex. His ex did not feed him. And the thing that kept him alive was eating and drinking. No connection with ex. Even though 1 life support person is missing. But words can't live without you are words that make Gina shudder. Gina felt stupid remembering that.

Galang smiled looking at the red hue on Gina's cheeks. Looks like making Gina blushing will be her new hobby. Because Galang was happy and happy about it.

"Lo ever heard, the words of people, who say life will be beautiful in time?" The question of Galang confused Gina. But the girl kept nodding. "Either." The answer.

"Lo.. believe it?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"If I don't."

"Emang why? Is not life beautiful? You were born into a rich family, look good, and have friends too, right?"

Galang sighed. "But that doesn't guarantee my happiness, Gin." He lowered. I don't think I should have told this to Gina. He is not who I am. Inner Galang.

Gina frowned. Getting more confused for him. He gulped. Does he have to ask?

"Lo... got a problem?" Ask Gina, "If you can tell, what's the problem? You can tell me."

I don't know. Gina didn't know why she could ask like that. Usually he will not care, and indifferent to the lives of others other than the people he considers important in his life. Like a brother or a friend. But why the thing about Galang is he feels kepo. The question just popped up.

Silent perch. A moment of silence. Till...