Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)
Sweet Story's
Sweet Story is a part that is likened to running water in the barren Padang #eaaaaa.
Happy reading.
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Nevan slammed to the right and to the left of her body on the bed, kicked the blanket, then pulled it again. Just because the incident of a can of soda has been able to make Nevan restless all night.
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A girl was sitting leaning against the science bookshelf in the school library. His forehead occasionally frowned when trying to memorize something. His mouth was busy kamit. In his left ear was tucked in a black pillot pen, while the lid he bit occasionally.
"Pantes, wanted in the cafeteria, does not exist" a young man immediately took a crouching position in front of the girl who immediately made the woman jump in shock.
He patted the man's arm lightly, then went back through his reading book muttering, "Later on."
"Eat him learning it at home," whispered Nevan quipped, then took the cover of the pen that had been kinky bitten by Gantari.
Gantari. He still focused on memorizing the Latin names of fruits and plants.
"Eat first. Later on the bell," continued Nevan, still whispering. Understandably, Ms. Dina, the person in charge of the famous piperbus is fierce. Noisy a little, KBBI immediately clicked to the head. Idaho, deng.
"Yes" answered Gantari without looking.
"Dihyan, eat first."
"Yes." Yeah." Gantari nodded her head many times with eyes that did not also switch from her biology book.
"Eat first, baby."
Taps! The book closed perfectly. Gantari glared at Nevan who was smiling cunningly in front of him. This time he had to obey because Nevan's words just now were a threat.
Gantari frowned, making sure no one heard her, while Nevan grinned. He did not understand why his girlfriend was still embarrassed to be called that way.
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Gantari was talking to Yoga the class leader, when Nevan had just arrived and immediately slid to join the roost. Their conversation was of course interrupted and Nevan did not care.
"By the way, anyway?"
Nevan's statement was immediately rewarded with Gantari's sharp glances. Yoga innocently just patiently explained, "Oh, this is a picket problem. Many are complaining, because there are some who never picket."
Nevan ber-O understands. He cares very much. After all, he's one of the people in question never picketed it.
The delayed talk Yoga continued. He again seriously discussed with his secretary, Gantari.
Nevan clapped his hands, as if he had an idea until the focus of the two broke again. "Thank you for the sanctions, chief."
Yoga nodded. "This is again discussed good bad." Just now he was about to turn to Gantari, Nevan said again.
"No need to get him into class."
"..."
"Report the homeroom!"
"..."
"Who's security, anyway?" Nevan frowns trying to find structural class.
"Dion?"
"Yes?" Nevan turned to Gantari who had mentioned his name.
"Sit, yok. Soon enter," Gantari asked with a forced smile.
Nevan nodded. "Can you help me for a second, Dihyan? About Indonesian number 4 is very difficult."
Gantari smiled crisply, she knew Nevan's purpose. Then he went from his desk to Nevan's.
"Si Yoga is a mode" whispered Nevan full of emphasis who was immediately rewarded pinch on the waist by Gantari.
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Nevandra Ardiona: What else?
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Gantari Dihyan: Learning
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Nevandra Ardiona: Pantes reply old
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Gantari Dihyan: Why?
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Nevandra Ardiona: Kangen
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Nevandra Ardiona: Di di R
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Nevandra Ardiona: How I feel this world is not fair, yes. I'm the one who misses myself.
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Gantari Dihyan: It was called mother
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Nevandra Ardiona: Healthy mom?
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Gantari Dihyan: No longer feeling well
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Nevandra Ardiona: Take care of the health of her mother-to-be of my children
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Gantari Dihyan: Dib
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Nevandra Ardiona: Kangen
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Nevandra Ardiona: After the UN holiday really long
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Gantari Dihyan: Learning. He said he wanted to pass SNMPTN
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Nevandra Ardiona: The feeling of me or my kangen
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Gantari Dihyan: Hahaha
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Nevandra Ardiona: Not funny. The vow.
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Gantari Dihyan: Happy learning, baby. See you at the same university.
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Nevan laughed. He even rolled into the bed. Then continue to reply to the chat, but not so. He is more interested in choosing to press the call icon on his phone.
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"Well, later can not hear the mother scream again, deh," seloroh Vino who immediately get a punch pushed by Bu Siti.
"I'm sorry, yes, sir. PR is a lot of my nyonteknya," said Fatur. Mr. Ardi mangosteen.
"You don't think I know" he said, pretending to be angry, to make other friends laugh.
"Dihyan, will miss mom." Gantari hugs Ms. Fatma, her homeroom teacher. Ms. Fatma did not immediately reply to Gantari's words because she had cried a mouthful. Only his hand patted Gantari's shoulder. After taking off the hug, Ms. Fatma touched Gantari's cheek and looked at her affectionately. "Sun mother. The sun is class XII IPA 2," he said later.
"Sun Dion too, ma'am."
Gantari almost felt her heart being dislodged hearing someone scream from behind her body. Without even looking, he knew who did it.
Nevan leaned over and kissed the back of Fatma's hand and at times she glanced at Gantari. Ms. Fatma patted Nevan on the shoulder. "Less-less seductive girls guys," he said.
Nevan scratched his nape clumsily as his friends started laughing at him.
It seems that all the teachers have them Salami, including Mr. Anto, Mr. Wisman, Bu Nining, Bu Mini, as security and cleaning officers of their school. The canteen has also been.
Gantari gave a glance. It's two hours past their graduation announcement and they've been allowed to go home. There is one person who Gantari is looking for and has not congratulated him because it was too busy raking blue with friends and teachers. He stepped down the hallway. Leaving his friends who are busy taking pictures.
He was wailing around looking for a figure that when not sought appeared continuously, the searchable turn even did not appear the trunk of his nose. The basketball court was still full of students shaking hands and joking, then setting up a formation for a photo together. Gantari chose to be absent. He was still curious about Nevan's whereabouts.
The giggling laughter of several women was heard near the locker. Gantari walked over and her mood immediately plummeted. The women were surrounding Nevan asking for congratulations. Some even rubbed Nevan's arm and asked her friend to take a picture.
Gantari grunting. He knows his girlfriend is in the alpha male ranks at school, but what is not out of his mind is that Nevan seems to enjoy it. He just got pulled here and there.
Gantari's phone kept vibrating as long as she was in the armature and she didn't care.
Nevandra Ardiona: Where?
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Nevandra Ardiona: My phone is not answered?
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Nevandra Ardiona: Are you coming home?
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Nevandra Ardiona: Where, Dihyan?
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Nevandra Ardiona: Diyan
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Nevandra Ardiona: Diyan
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Nevandra Ardiona: Where's the love?
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Gantari Dihyan: Which one is it? Who nyubit cheeks, who hoe, or whose hands are like kuntilanak?
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Nevan giggles at reading Gantari's reply. With a smile still expanding he typed in reply.
Nevandra Ardiona: the jealous one.
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Nevan knocked on the door and apparently Gantari's mother opened it. Like he just got home from work. Nevan immediately kissed the back of her hand and asked for news.
"Alhamdulillah. Congratulations, yes, Dion. May it be a step towards a better future" the heartfelt mother's prayer.
Nevan smiled and immediately guaranteed with all her heart.
"Mother's coming home fast? Still sore?" ask Nevan to worry.
Mother did not immediately reply, she was surprised to realize that they were chatting at the door. While chuckling, he let Nevan in. After sitting down, the question is answered.
"No. Mom's a short permit from the factory. Back again later. Ngucapin Dihyan survived first," he chuckled.
Nevan smiles. The love of a real mother if you see Gantari and her mother. The mother is willing to become an instant noodle factory worker at her age who is no longer young. The words he spoke always sounded warm and soothing. Gantari could be that beautiful, he thought.
"Today I cook a lot" he said enthusiastically, "As gratitude for your graduation."
He went up and opened the hood, then called Nevan to sit there. It turns out that cooking is a lot, yes it is a lot and delicious. There is fried chicken, capcay baso, fried corn bakwan, potato parchment, and sweet sour squid her favorite.
Gantari appeared from the front door, after delivering a little food to the neighbors. Sharing happiness.
His forehead immediately frowned looking at Nevan. Actually he already knew when he saw his motorcycle parked in front of the house.
"Come here, baby," call mom. "You must be hungry, right?"
Gantari according. He sat quietly and ate voraciously before Nevan bothered him with a lot of behavior. Nudging his arm, kicking his leg slowly, asking for a drink, asking for a pedal, and much more. If there were no mother, Gantari would have grabbed Nevan's hair.
Finished accompanying Gantari and Nevan to eat, the stepmother worked again. Gantari hugged her mother while saying thank you and be careful during work. Gantari grew up to be a smart, hard-working child for just one reason, making her mother a decent living. Just like when his father was still around.
Before the mother leaves, Nevan asks permission to take Gantari out. Mother seemed to think, then allowed him on condition of going home before the Maghreb and carefully on the way.
"The door was opened, yes. It's not good to be alone inside" mom said before leaving.
Nevan giggles awkwardly, then chooses to wait for Gantari on the porch of the house.
"Well pray?" asked Gantari after she finished changing clothes and was now locking the door.
He snorted when he saw Nevan patting his own forehead.
"Just as God forgets, let alone the other," said Gantari.
"Finally hastily. Some are jealous," he said.
Nevan's speech was immediately rewarded with a sharp delikkan Gantari.
"Hand," said Nevan, turning his head back. While pouting Gantari held the end of Nevan's jacket.
"It hasn't been held by the girls, has it?"
Nevan laughs amusedly at Gantari's apparently jealous question. Then he began to drive his motorcycle out of the house to the mosque first to pray Zuhur.
Gantari looked at Nevan who was tying the shoelaces. His face was still wet with remnants of ablution water. Devout men always seem more handsome, Inner Gantari.
"Udah yet?"
Gantari. "What?"
"Are you satisfied with me yet? If I'm standing, that's."
Gantari glared, then biting her lower lip held back a laugh. Nevan chuckled, then stood up.
"You're not angry anymore, dong."
"Who's angry?"
"Yes, I don't mean jealous anymore, dong."
"Who is jealous!" Gantari. Then smothering his own mouth afraid to be the center of attention.
Nevan giggles. "Udahan dong, his jealousy," his eyes looked at Gantari who was throwing a glance at the highway. "Nothing I love besides Dihyan."
Gantari shut Nevan's mouth with her right palm, then let go again. "It has to be, yes, hanging out in front of the mosque." Head Gantari then turned to the right and left to make sure there was no one around them.
"Seriously," replied Nevan. "Dihyan?"
"Hm."
"Dihyan?"
"What?" Dihyan finally turned his head back to Nevan's gaze.
"Let's get married."
