
As usual, Risma would come to play the violin under the shady fig tree.
He plays a song that touches his heart with his favorite violin.
Not far from there, two lovers were having a big fight. What makes them blame each other. They argue and blame each other.
As Risma swiped her violin, these lovers suddenly instantly stopped their fierce quarrel.
The girl suddenly shed tears as the violin touched her ears.
While the guy, silent silent silent with all his own thoughts.
Plok .. pok .. pok ...
A lively applause they gave to Risma, when Risma finished playing her violin.
Risma opened her eyes while listening to the applause, as she finished playing the violin.
"Your violin is very good and very touching" the man said as Risma opened her eyes.
"Yes, you are very talented in playing this violin instrument" said the boyfriend of the man.
"Thank you for the compliment" said Risma, feeling a little embarrassed.
Risma came home, after a while she talked to a couple who had just made up after listening to the strains of Risma violin.
Apparently, the strains of Risma violin, not just heartbreaking who listened to it. Risma violin strains, also able to unite two people who are noisy due to misunderstandings in love.
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A sunny morning, the morning dew is still between the leaves, which gives the impression of being moist and cool.
Risma walked alone, holding a brown bag on her back.
"Risma, wait!" someone shouted from behind.
Risma turned her back, to see who had called her name and asked her to stop.
"Well, I don't mind if we go to school together?"
Risma did not answer what Yudha said. He spoke only a thousand languages, then continued his footsteps.
"Hey, you're not walking alone Ris, I'm here. Try changing habits" Yudha said.
"Never think of changing what I cannot change. You just came and you want to change everything?"
"I don't want to change everything Risma, I'll just keep trying to change what I think, I'm able to change it."
"Who can you change what you want?"
"I'm Yudha, you don't remember my name either?" the word Yudha does not take heart what Risma says. Risma is upset about Yudha's answer.
Risma took off her heavy breath, which was created because she was very upset with this man who was walking along with her.
"Ris, wait a minute! There's something in your hair Risma" Yudha said a little screamed.
Risma did not care what Yudha said. He did not want to listen to what Yudha said, because he was upset with the man.
"Risma, in your hair there's a caterpillar!" yudha said a little screamed.
The reaction that Risma showed was very unexpected for Yudha. Risma looked very surprised and tried to jump to Yudha. Hopefully, the caterpillar that was on top of his hair will leave immediately.
"Yudha please!" shouted Risma loudly.
Actually Yudha lied about a caterpillar over Risma's head. Yudha only wanted to put the hairpin that she had bought for three days, only for Risma. Because he knows, Risma is very suitable if wearing a hairpin for the red cherry.
But Yudha had no chance to give this hairpin away directly. Because he was afraid, Risma would refuse anything he gave.
And today, he had a surefire way to give Risma a hairpin. All in all, he also had an amazing surprise. That is, Risma is very afraid of caterpillar insects.
This he knew from Syima yesterday. Syima said that Risma was afraid of the name caterpillar. He will turn one hundred and eighty drajat, if he sees a caterpillar.
"Risma, I got rid of the caterpillar. Don't you want to go to school?" said Yudha who had put a hairpin and got a close hug from Risma, even though the hug was created because he was frightened.