
The interaction was not separated from Aryan's view. Seeing this made the morning air that should be cool, suddenly felt the heat that Aryan felt. Seeing Ana so familiar with Dimas made Aryan feel uncomfortable. Aryan who felt neglected just stared flatly at the two before finally deciding to leave without saying goodbye to the two.
Ana stopped her steps and turned her head back to say goodbye to Aryan. "Sir Aryan, Ana ma-" but there's no Aryan behind her. Ana also circulated her gaze looking for Aryan but Aryan seemed lost without a trace. "Where did it go ? don't say anymore to go." Dumel Ana in the heart.
"Ayoo Naa, why the hell ? find that intern ?" tanya Dimas who kept dragging Ana's hand to follow her to his stool.
The classroom atmosphere was still quiet, because it was still early in the morning. There were only a few bags on the table left by the owner. Ana followed Dimas' footsteps towards his stool.
"Nih, you're a habit of Dim" Ana said while giving her PR book to Dimas. "Yes, you're very good at vowing..." Dimas answered, accepting the book with a grin.
"Udah, I want to go back to class, lo balikin just take a break." Ana orders and leaves Dimas immediately.
"Na wait !" puffing Dimas by blocking Ana's wrist. "What else ?" asked Ana furious with Dimas's behavior.
"Lo, what's the relationship between interns ?" asked Dimas in a serious tone. "There's no connection whatsoever." Answer Ana casually.
"But you seem to be very familiar. He just got into his apprenticeship." Search Dimas. "Yes yes, the usual feeling. Udaah, do not think of anything unimportant, mending it cepet kerjain, hunt the bell later. I'm back in class, bye." Ana replies and leaves Dimas for her class.
"Well, I feel weird, I have to find out." Mumbles Dimas in the heart. Dimas has long held a taste for Ana since they first met during the Student Orientation Period. So that when there are guys who approach Ana, and known by Dimas, then they will immediately retreat alon-alon. Because they don't want to deal with Dimas. Considering Dimas is one of the influential students at this school.
Ja. Dimas Zakaria is the son of Yusuf Nugraha, one of the regular donors at Nusa Bangsa High School. Therefore, the students were so disinclined by Dimas. Though Dimas himself is also not the type of person who relies on power in action. It's just that they are always reluctant if they have to disturb something that already belongs to Dimas. Given Dimas is too good for all students in the school.
*****
The atmosphere of the cafeteria was crowded with students. Some are still snaking in line to buy food, some are already sitting down to enjoy food while exchanging stories and some are just buying drinks and then returning to class again.
Ana was already sitting with Ica and Bina. Accompanied by 3 bowls of meatballs, they chose to take a seat near the window that presented a view of the school's spacious courtyard.
"Na, you really know Kak Aryan ?" ask Bina suddenly. Ica immediately turned to Ana after hearing Bina's question. "Why is it ?" ask Ana back after successfully swallowing the last chew of the meat.
"Kata Dimas this morning you with Kak Aryan, so really yes ?" Search Bina. "Yes." Yeah." Answer Ana briefly.
"Damn... So the answer is that, anyway ?" Bina said with Ana's answer. "So I have to answer how is Binaa ?" ask Ana with ease.
"Yes critain doong, how can you know ama Kak Aryan" said Bina excited because furious with Ana's relaxed attitude.
Ana picked up her orange iced glass that stayed a little. "Gue has known from childhood Aryan's sister." Ana replied after putting an empty glass on the table. "He was my neighbor when I lived in the city. His house is right in front of my house. So then... I know him." Ana's story to her two best friends.
"Oh.." Answer both at the same time. They pull the body that was originally leaned on Ana to hear Ana's story.
"Eh Na, you're dekettu kak Aryan. I know dong..." Ica said with a wink in her eyes. "Well, that was when I was living in the city. Now it's different Icaa..." Answer Ana.
"Now it's the same as Na." Suddenly a heavy voice came from behind his body. Ana was wide-eyed at the sound, and she instantly turned her body.
It turned out that Aryan was already standing with his trademark smile showing his dimples. Making the three girls gawk at him. "I can join ?" aryan's permission on all three.
"Lo don't want to recognize your friend to me Na ?" aryan asked, awakening Ana's mind. "Ah yes, know this brother his name is Bina, and this is Ica." Ana answered pointing to her one-on-one best friend. "And Bi, Ca this is Aryan's sister." Further.
They also shake hands with each other. Then proceed with a light conversation about college and how life as a student. Ica seemed so enthusiastic about the discussion, in contrast to Bina who only occasionally nodded her head when Aryan explained. While Ana is only silent while occasionally noticing Ica who looks different responding to Aryan. There was a twinkle of admiration on the figure before him. Ica's admiration for Aryan is like changing the warm weather to become hotter.
Again, an uninvited guest joined. Dimas came with a book. Is correct. It was Ana's notebook that she had borrowed this morning. "Hay Na's..." Say it to Ana.
"It's not just Ana..." Woe to Bina with her loud voice. For some reason when there was Dimas, the inn was irritated at Bina's heart.
"Oh, what the hell are you ? I just need to be Ana Doang, so damn sure you're a person." Omel Dimas is annoyed at Bina. "Like me dong." Reply Bina no less irritated.
"Ni son, long time I drifted in the river new tau tau lo taste." Answer Dimas again. "Haishis... Hussh... You guys are yes there is no bosennya nengkar mulu. Wonderful." Lerai Ana on both. "Well, did you get Dim here ?" ask Ana on Dimas.
"I want to go back to Lo Na. Thanks a lot ?" He held out the book which Ana immediately accepted. "okay." Answer Ana briefly
Seeing Aryan's whereabouts there, made Dimas a little dislike. She wants to join Ana. But Na'as when Dimas was about to sit himself beside Ana the break sign ended up ringing.
Krrieg... Krieg...
Ana, Aryan, and Ica moved from their seats. Only Bina who had not stood up and was seen holding back a laugh when she saw the look on Dimas' face.
"First it was Dim, it was beluh." Pamit Ana and followed by the others except Bina. "Ah yes, be careful Na," replied Dimas. Ana just nodded her head and smiled.
"Hwahaha.. are you sorry ?" cibir Bina while patting Dimas on the shoulder before passing after Ana and Ica. Bina knew very well the feelings of Dimas to Ana because it had become an open secret.
"Damn lo," replied Dimas. She went to the freezer to buy a drink before she returned to her class. Dimas deliberately bought a cold drink because he felt the air suddenly turn hot.
*****
The weather this afternoon was so bright without the slightest cloud hanging in the sky. Ana sat pensively alone on a small bench under a large shady tree. From there, there are thousands of tea trees that adorn the hills.
"In fact I still can not escape lo kak, when you present the taste that I thought had been lost, it was still there. I know you're happy with the owner of the locket." Ana murmured in the heart. His hands were busy playing that light blue handkerchief.
"Only this handkerchief is the only thing I have from lo sis." Mumbled slowly. Without feeling the tears just shed when Ana again remembered the moments she was with Aryan.
Mentari had already completed the task he was carrying out today. He slowly submerged himself behind the towering hill leaving a golden yellow light in the western sky. That's when Ana returns home and has to stop reminiscing about her past this weekend.
Ana immediately got up from her seat and walked away from the place. It only took her ten minutes to get to her house. However, his gaze was shifted as he was about to open the gate by a black sedan car parked next to his house.
"Let's... Quickly enter, already want magrib nih." Shouted Ida from the terrace of her house. "Yes mother." Reply to Ana and immediately open the gate.
"Some who moved to the house of Mr Agung bun ?" anna asked Ida after shaking Ida's hand.
Seriate....