
When Alya wanted to move, suddenly there was a noise from the direction of the boys. Septi and Alya immediately headed to the scene. How surprised Alya saw Dimas there was a blow with Edo.
"Dimas, what is he doing here?" alya was confused and worried. He quickly went to Dimas' place to stop him.
Septi instantly calmed Edo down to not hit Dimas again. Alya who was confused also stopped Dimas, just as Septi did to Edo, pushing Dimas backwards with a slight hug. He is reluctant to do this even to people he likes, but this he does to stop Dimas. No other boy wanted to stop them. Watching the fight between Dimas and Edo was like a show.
"Dim, no! What are you doing here?" alya said after Dimas revolted to escape from Alya who intercepted him.
"I what? I'm going to pick you up, Alya! But, this man even tricked me to pick up my girlfriend. Yes already, the way to finish is gini," said Dimas emotion.
Alya was confused by what she heard."Huh huh? A boyfriend? Isn't the show over?" his inner.
"Edo, you started first, huh?" ask Septi.
"hey are. People like him suddenly play into our barrel. Put on Alya's girlfriend all over again. In fact, he had absolutely no nolongin Alya when asking for help earlier." Edo looks hot smoldering, his words nyolot.
"You know what, anyway? Who is my ngaku? Just so you know, yes, I'm the same Alya even have a roof." Dimas also does not want to lose nyolotnya. His speech was slurred, Alya who heard it became dag-dig-dug ser.
"Well, this could be their misunderstanding, '" Alya said.
What exactly was the purpose of Dimas continuing the charade again? Alya did not know Dimas, whom Dimas thought he did not know either. This time he saw a new Dimas figure, who turned out to be very good at fighting and nyolot not to lose. What type of Dimas wants to be a winner in everything?
"Yes.., horror, play," Edo responded with a grinning smile.
"Dimas, they're nothing but me. I joined the girls too. Only, they were rude at the beginning which I forced into the barrel. But, if you get to like this it's too late, Dim. You just misunderstand them," explained Alya to calm the emotions Dimas. However, Alya's explanation seems to even make Dimas more furious. Seen a cynical look from Dimas to Alya. Alya who was stared at like that could only be bowed. Actually, he was afraid to see Dimas' figure like this. This was far from Dimas whom he knew was warm and friendly. Far away, like a different person.
That cynical look was now turned to Edo. He did not want to stay long in this son of a delinquent. He pulled Alya's hand out of the bad place.
"Let's go, baby, let's go home. It's not good to play with them for long." Moreover, now Dimas was very brave to utter such an embarrassing word, even though they were theatrical.
"Seepti, I have to go home. Tomorrow I'll talk to you about this. I will also explain to Dimas about you guys who are not as bad as people say. Sorry for making a fuss." Alya somewhat yelled at Septi because he had been carried by being pulled by Dimas. Septi who saw him nodded and waved to Alya. They are like familiar friends now.
At the place where Dimas put his motorbike, not far from their barrel, Dimas finally released Alya's hand. It was a bit painful when forced to pull so by Dimas, but Alya did not have much trouble because it was part of the play to make it look more natural.
"Good!" said Dimas straightforwardly.
"But, Dim," Alya refused.
"Living up, what's the trouble, anyway?" Dimas riled up, he looked really cold right now. After the previous he was very hot when dealing with Edo.
"I can pesen ojol, kok," Alya refused again with more subtle. Where could Alya make use of Dimas' kindness again even though their goals were the same. Moreover, the charade was really excessive, Alya felt that he had inconvenienced Dimas, not wanting to bother anymore by taking part in cutting down Dimas. It would be awkward on the bike both.
"I said ride yes, ride. Ribet is so much a girl!" Dimas even brought the women. The look on the annoyed face of Dimas. It seems, the best option is to follow Dimas. Finally, Alya got on that bike for the second time. This time Dimas did not look sincere to help Alya like that time, but this time Dimas still helped Alya despite the mess he became.
Due to the speeding Dimas, they got home quickly. Finally, Alya no longer needed to take care of her heart. Because of the high speed of the Dimas motor, and because of its own Dimas.
"Dim, what's wrong with you, anyway?" alya asked as they had reached the front of the house.
"You're the reason!" dimas replied lazily, just reversing Alya's remark.
"Lho, I don't understand, deh, the same as you. I'm okay, really. I'm not in anything with them either."
"So, why did you ask me for help when one of them grabbed your hand?"
"But, you're not helping me, are you? You go to the front of the school gate just to get food from Ojol's brother. You ignore me, like a stranger. And you pretended you didn't see that."
"So that's why you gladly entered their vat? Don't make your self-esteem cheap." Dimas is getting upset. He felt he had lost control of himself. After parking his motorbike in place, he made the door of the house with a huff, intending to leave Alya.
"Dim, wait. You can explain why you suddenly picked me up in their barrel and still play the part of my girlfriend? Why did you come back after ignoring me and pretending you didn't see?" intercept Alya managed to make Dimas undo his intention to step into the house.
"You're a girl, Alya. I also have a sister. My mother is also female. I told the teacher to take her food order first. Then I can go into their vat to pick you up after my business is done at school."
These two people seem to be unable to control the volume of his voice. Eventually, the person inside the house was disturbed. He wondered what was going on outside.
"Abang..., have you come home?"
"Yes, Beautiful. Assalamu'alaykum." Like a different person again, Dimas was suddenly friendly when he saw his sister. This time Alya has seen Dimas in various versions, which of course each version managed to surprise Alya.
"Who's the girl, Bang?" tanya Beautiful trying to be polite.
"Jawab used to greet Brother, Dek," Dimas replied by pinching his sister's nose slowly. It seems, Dimas is the type of brother who loves a sister.
"Wa'alaykumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh Bang."
"Beautiful Pinter.... What time did this most cute brother come home? How's the study tour?" Dimas rubbed his head Beautifully.
"Will answer the beautiful question first."
"Yes, yeah. We're talking inside, yeah."
"Let's go in, sister," said Beautiful kindly invite Alya to enter also to the house. Seeing Beautiful, Alya could not refuse the daughter's faith. His anger had suddenly disappeared just like that because of the beautiful priesthood.
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