SECRET Love High School

The Wrong Letter, Sir

A beautiful flight attendant in an orange blue uniform typical of PT KAI approached me carrying a glass of hot chocolate and a letter on her tray.

“Sorry, I didn't order this mbak,” I said subtly refusing the gift

“Oh yes sorry, this is from the passenger in car one Bu, he included this letter,”.

I open the paper that says “Don't daydream for yourself, better accompanied by a cup of hot chocolate, D.N.” I smiled a little, I guess it must be from Dimas, just like back then.

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One day in front of the class, I just finished knitting a pencil and was about to go back to class. Alimabbas' signal suddenly rang quite fast, from a distance I saw Abas walking towards me. My heart is pounding irregularly, I'm pretty sure he'll come for me. Sure enough with a piece of paper he just took out of the pocket of his uniform he said with a smile to me

“There is a message, read yes!”. I also smiled embarrassedly, it seemed like my face was really red at the time.

Whether it was the right words to describe my feelings at the time, I thought that Abas would express his feelings through the letter. My delusion had soared without direction, I was very happy, very happy, but the happiness lasted not long enough, until Ayu snatched the paper from my hand and read the contents aloud in front of the class.

“Wait for me at Bu Ida stall at 4 pm, marked D.N” all friends cheered me, not least friends kriwul gang. I am so ashamed of it. It felt like getting angry at Ayu but I was lazy to make a fuss.

-*-*_*-*-

In the afternoon I lazily left my room to go to Ida's shop

“Not! I know it's not him! the initials of this letter D.N must be Dimas Nuzulazmi, besides Abas where to know about the stalls Bu Ida?” I muttered while taking a long breath.

I crumpled the letter and I threw it in the trash can in front of my hostel.That afternoon I was not excited but still waiting with a little hope Abas would come.

“Sorry late, have you waited a long time?” dimas asked as he sat beside me, I saw that he was still wearing his school uniform. It seems he hasn't been able to get back to the boarding house.

“Almost exhausted one bowl of the bourgeoisie, anyways why use the letter nulis all? Shame you know, talking directly can you, continue to use all agreements? tacky! You always show up and make trouble!”

I felt very angry, either because I was embarrassed the letter was read in front of the class or disappointed because it was not Abas the owner of the letter.

“This is what I miss, Eka beautiful fierce hhhmmm is not a beautiful fierce Eka more precisely hahaha,” said Dimas while laughing.

I knew Dimas was trying to cheer me up but I couldn't, it felt so upset, just wanted to be angry. I knew it wasn't exactly Dimas' fault, I was the one who fantasized about passing. At that time I could only keep quiet while continuing my last mouthful.

“My team won loh, I was going to meet you directly at school but did not have time, he said, many journalists who asked for interviews continued the principal invited us to lunch after school so I wrote a letter to meet,” Dimas tried to explain why writing a letter

“Yaudah congratulations, so why?” I end the frustration.

To be honest I'm proud of my friend, he's smart, but robotics is a new world for him and he's capable of conquering it quickly. Dimas is really great.

“Why what?” he asked me back to piss me off

“Yes why do you want to meet? Must be dong?”

“Not exist, just want to meet, can't you?”

I just kept quiet and looked deeply into his eyes with a red face almost burning that made Dimas immediately explain why he wanted to meet

“Iya, yes... duuuh beautiful scary face hihihi," Dimas laughs nosily while covering his mouth "I want to treat you to eat the bourgeoisie use my gift money,”

Actually I didn't really refuse, it's just that Dimas wanted to have a guitar like Abas, at that time he was learning to play guitar from Abas.

“Iya anyway, but I would rather eat together with you” he replied while showing a face like a cute child, whether it is sincere or not, but I felt my irritation subside with my fist landing on his shoulder.

With an expression of pain made him complain to Ms Ida, he said I did the KDRT. Madam Ida just laughed. Dimas is good at taking heart, he sucks but it's hard to be mad at him.

“You don't want to ask me?” ask Dimas later

“Create what? I've been caught healthy like this,” answered me lightly

“From the outside looks healthy, not necessarily inside?”

“So you're sick again?” ask me later

“No,” he replied with a smile pissing me off

“Mas don't mutebelin deh, I'm still ting tau tau yau,” I said annoyed

“Iya deck, sorry,” replied Dimas making me even more upset

“Dek deck mbok kiro I adhek you?” answer me in Javanese which means you think I'm your sister?

“Papa if call the Mama adhek too, mama if call the papa mas too, because you call me mas can dong I call you dek” answer makes me more upset

“Dih, I call you Mas because your name is Dimas!” answer me emotions

“yaaah Kirain,” he replied with a disappointed face but a super fad

"Snow!" I replied sewot

That afternoon Ida's bu stalls were crowded by me who didn't stop being annoyed at Dimas and Dimas who didn't stop teasing me. We were as cool as if in the shop there were no other customers. Fortunately, Ida was very good, she was happy that the stall was so crowded every time we came.

“Sorry yes Bu Ida, so noisy stall,” I said feel awkward to Bu Ida

“Mother instead seneng neng, rame if there are you guys, funny entertained Mom,”

“Should love free dong Bu borjunya if entertained,” seductive Dimas

“The desire is that, but later Mas Dimas failed romantic dong same Mbak Eka?” goda Bu Ida was sitting on Dimas's fad, Dimas was laughing but I didn't understand what he meant

“Meanings bu?” ask me curious

“Lah was he said Mas Dimas would like to treat Mbak Eka, if I do not free be a treat dong?” apparently Ida Bu is replying to the joke Dimas. We were all laughing in that crisp joke.

How is the Bu Ida stall now? I never thought I would miss a time like that. I used to think the letter was wrong sir, I always hoped Abas was the owner of the letter, it was only Dimas. I guess I was really disappointed, but if remembered again maybe it was better if it was Dimas.

However the magic is then if remembered again sometimes so funny too.