Short Story (Cerpen)

Biuti Fourtuna

Category: Love Story

Title: Biuti Fourtuna

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This story begins when I sit in class XII High School, XII High School is a busy time of national exam problems, yes most students take additional lessons inside and outside the school, I chose to continue my tutoring at one of the closest tutoring centers to my school, I enrolled and got study time Monday and Thursday, Most of the students who enroll there are school students who are close to the bimbel place.

The first day I entered the classroom just silent because I did not have any friends. There was only my classmate at school who was 1 gig with me. They are arief and pebri. They are my best friends. It's good we're always together. Yes, like our usual friends, we are also often together, from playing futsal, walking and eating. At the beginning of my first lesson I did not pay much attention around me, what I noticed was the material taught by the physics tentor, because physics is a sickening lesson for me. Especially me depending on who brought it. If the teacher can make my mood good, then I will understand, if not vice versa, I will never understand.

The lesson begins with the introduction of tentor and the delivery of that annoying mission vision. The absence began. We bimbel students write names, school origins and signatures. Our tentor rant was finished, with a long breath finally able to relax more than before. The tentor also read and pass one by one student. In the end, our tentor was silent on 1 name that he thought was strange maybe. BIUTI FOURTUNA'S. There was a girl who raised her hand when the name was called by the tentor. Tentor spelled the girl's name.

'B-I-U-T-I F-O-U-R-T-U-N-A' said the tentor.

The three of us laughed why his name was from English and written in Indonesian. And I said to Arief and Pebri.

'Boy, ugly times the name, either English to Indonesian or Indonesian English-sliced' I said to them.

'yes ugly macem time there is no other name, hahahaha' said Pebri with a big laugh.

Arief said 'oh, ouch, ga pande it's her mother' of English'

We laugh at that name. We continue to learn by still holding a sick stomach due to laughing too happily.

The second day of tutoring at the bimbel I saw a girl. Beuhh, storm. Beautiful, sweet, white and REALLY TOP is the point.yes sure for a man has instinct dong, if you see a beautiful girl must find out who she is. I investigated the absent customer service on our bimbel. GOSH, it turns out that beautiful girl is Biuti Fourtuna. I felt ashamed, and accepted the meaning of the name. Beauty Fortune, beauty and fortune, although her name is written with the tongue of an Indonesian. If I approach her now like licking my own spit. First he mocked her and the second approached her. I never invite acquaintance to a girl, for some reason, as if I'm not really that. That's why girls used to see me. They're ilfeel because I look vacuum same chick, but I'm afraid, don't know why. You could say that I was the least boy if I became the criteria of a girl. Sad yeah.

The days in the bimbel were colored with a Fourtuna Biuti, he always took the front seat position. That's what makes me always look and pay attention when tentor explains the lesson. I always take a back position with the right elevation angle at the distance and target of Biuti Fourtuna. Uh, don't think of sitting behind a fool. I can still answer cos 90 \= 3. I'll just pivot

All that passed by, at the beginning of the moon bimbel I only saw him from afar, did not dare me to say what else invite chat. I thought, a girl as beautiful as her must dong many who like. Sometimes I can easily find her, if maybe a girl as beautiful as she can walk with me, the mirror just refuse if I want to reflect. Maybe steal the best look for me and admire him from afar. Ga more. I think mostly about the negative always, so it's finally down and the minder mulu. Yes always steal my eyes with him, while diving drinking water, while listening to the tentor's explanation and watching him, Biuti. Aduuuh, nyeseknya just be a secret admirer from afar, huuuu. It continued until I was trying to find a boyfriend. I finally have a boyfriend. He was a student on my bimbel as well but a different class. But one afternoon I was chatting with my boyfriend to come home with, uh there was Biuti in front of me. I just smiled at him. Nyesek Yes obviously, but how else, I already have a girlfriend anyway. Turns out my relationship with my boyfriend is not going well, break up, single again. I don't get both of them in my heart. Sad yakan woi, yes dipendakan ajalah seems good. It's Monday, I came to the limp as usual. Somehow in class there was only me and Biuti, deg deg degan dong for sure. Somehow also, maybe the innocent factor is somehow an idiot factor I don't dare to also invite him to chat. Suck again. What happened, brothers, I don't know.

Cemen, that's probably the right word for me. I asked Biuti no hape fad to Biuti's friend, he's my friend in the stand. At that time I did not immediately call or text Biuti, but at that time I was looking for his facebook and twitter account. Finally met too, saw the picture I haaaaaaaaaah, sweetness. Smile to myself after seeing her sweet photo. Crazy, crazy, not love! On Thursday I experienced a moment jleb made by Pebri and 1 class until tentor also participated, I was caught watching Biuti. Cheers are happy, be happy all, that's the song I think is right to describe the meaning of their cheer, (-_-'). They say I like Biuti, it's true, but it doesn't need to be published. Biuti smiled, I was misbehaving and my face was red, complete was my suffering. I just kept thinking about what was so stupid of me, why did it happen. The thought of the incident coincided with my thoughts Biuti. Ok fine, I'm upset. It's Sunday, I ventured out with a thousand spells to start a conversation.

'Biuti'

'yes, who

'Dimas, temen les Biuti '.

'oh Dimas, what's up'

'gapapa Biuti, want to know more about Biuti'.

I finally texted Biuti, we chatted with something light-hearted. He texted me well. My days are tinged with the beautiful sms of Biuti. Aaaaahaahhhaahh. The next day I came excitedly to my Bimbel, I saw Biuti had not yet come even though the bell had rung. Finally he came, the road gracefully carrying books. When she entered the classroom she looked at me with a smile. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh my heart screams. It turned out that the fun only lasted a little while and the moment happened again. After the Ashar prayer I was left to go Arief and Pebri. Damn them, in my heart. With my heart half upset I went back to class and eng ing eng, the whole bench was all worn, there was only 1 empty bench. Yes you are right, the bench is right next to Biuti Fourtuna. Yeah, got again the same game Pebri and Arief. They cheered happily back. Shamefully I sat beside Biuti with my bag and book already there. Jleb is not, but also seneng, sitting next to Biuti that you know, hehehehe. Biuti just smiled cutely I only reply with a thin grinning smile. Crazy both of them, have such a plan jleb. Yes thank you to them, for me and Biuti sitting next to each other. That night was the biggest moment in the story. I started texting with a light thing until finally like hit by a bull.

'Dimas Biuti bole nanyak ga'

'however, nanyak whatan Biuti'

'Dimas likes it with Biuti'

*heningreperate *anakiniagressivereal

1 minute passed

2 Minutes passed

And so on until I get thirsty and want to drink baygon.

'answered dong Dimas' tangent Biuti half annoyed.

'how ya, yeah Biuti, Dimas likes Biuti'. #jleb!

'why don't you shoot'

*gubraaaaak-tab-bajaj *holding

'later yes'. Sok cool, yes, but I want to say more. Mute and idiot suddenly.

'oh yauda gapapa'.

#tratactactakdungcess

Confused what I want bales, yauda deh ga usa bales aja, and finally a few minutes later he sms again.

'biuti actually likes Dimas too, but Dimas is arrogant, the negur never. Slightly ilfeel same Dimas it became. From the beginning bimbel Biuti uda like the same Dimas, tau ga Biuti often pay attention to Dimas but Dimas aja ga aware, uh Dimas boncergan with each other girls. Yaudah deh, Biuti thinks Dimas doesn't like Biuti'.

Dimas idiot, stupid, stupid, complete deh, dead me. I don't want any bales getting confused.

What try I have to do. Plunge kekhurang kah Electric Kesetrum 1018MV Or enter the cage hungry tiger Hadeeeh ga ga ga spirit again for deket let alone until courtship with Biuti. I don't think anyone can help me, I'm the one who has to help myself.

Behind the scene back theme song #NowPlaying: Armada 'Where to Take. Fine!

GLARE..GLARE..GLARE..IDIOTS..

What should I do, yes what yes, ga know ('+_+)~(+_+'). It occurred to me to stop, but this heart was hard to let go. Back again hold on and continue what stop and let go. In remember I was thinking of finding a good solution but could not also get that answer. It takes days to come up with a small solution with a big impact. I asked my friends this question, I finally got a smart solution and a brilliant idea. I convinced myself to this one.

Thursday, March 1, 2012 is what makes this soul vibrate uncontrollably. With Pebri's help I carried out this plan. I plan to create this event when the relaxation of music in the bimbel on the 2nd lesson with the help of all 1st class friends and the customer service mbak to book songs. With 1 finger quote all fell silent as if time stopped when this heart was made to express love.

PlayNow: RAN – I'm doing All For You.

I plucked my finger and all fell silent. I said in my heart everything should be successful and as planned. I walked with Biuti Fourtuna's seat. Start with a soft, smooth speech.

'Biuti'

'eh what is this Dimas, why is this' with a surprised face and while looking at the surroundings was already petrified.

'it's just for you'

'young dimas sat there! Shame on the other'

'for what's the shame of Biuti's love'

#entrance refrain*I WILL DO ALL FOR YOU

I knelt down before him, Biuti's face was blistered. Biuti smiled so sweetly at that moment, I had never seen him that sweet before. My optimism was even better, starting to reveal it.

'Biuti, this is about you, everything for you, I love you, you're my sweet dream. Every night you always come to my dream, You look like angel in paradise. I hope you're mine. Biuti, will you be my baby'

There was no response other than the cherrybelle style he did. He smiled widely and was happy to be seen. I only saw her beautiful eyes in the hope that she could be mine.

'Biuti's Gimana'

''

'kok smile'

'later Biuti replied yes Dimas'.

'makasi ya before Biuti, uda want to hear the contents of Dimas' heart'.

The song will run out and I'll snap my fingers again to turn on my classmate to the tentor who teaches. We (me and Biuti) got applause from everything. I felt so relieved at that time. When tutoring ended I officially became Biuti's and Biuti's mine.

'Dimas' Biuti called me.

'iya Biuti What's up'

'the one that was serialized'

'yes seriously la Biuti'

'yes Dimas'.

'yes what' (-_-' )

'Biuti pondering deh'.

'yauda gapapa Biuti'.

'ga rejected the point, I love you too Dimas. May we endure yes'.

'makasi ya Biuti' *luluhliatsenyumbiuti

'yes, the makasi for his little surprise was yes, Biuti impressed the same Dimas. It turns out that Dimas is not as bad as Biuti thought, 1 March 2012 we are official yes '.

'iya Biuti together. We're official '.

Yes I was, yes, I was. Haaah. One lesson I can take is that I have to be strict about my life, nothing to miss. Quick, get, champion and survive. It will end beautifully, no. Believe that all is beautiful in time because love does not end beautifully but love never ends.

The Congress for Dimas Muhammad Prasetya and Biuti Fourtuna!

We wish you a lifetime of joy together.

05:32 PM Thursday, 1st March 2012