The Faithful Heart

Lukis Group

"Teettt..teett."

The bell reads the lesson is over.

" OK, until here first, do not forget the tasks collected at the next meeting" said Ida Bu math teacher.

"Yes Mom..!!" answer compact class, they also pack and scatter home.

Hana was still sitting on her stool. Rizal and Joseph had rushed out of the classroom.

" Guys we go first, yes, and footsal. Gung Loe seriously didn't play?"

" No brother I have a family event." replied Agung.

" Aren't you coming home Han?" Agung's already taken the bag, ready to go out of class.

" No, I'm just like Laura there's extra painting, than coming back here again even late?"

" Yes I've pulled it off, huh, HanRa's chest..."

"Not to be shortened also times, cook yes I'm the same Hana so HanRa?" Laura took the bag ready to come out.

"He he he but you guys pantes times." ledek Agung.

" Fuck loe....!" Hana hits Agung's arm.

" Aww, sick tofu." Great stroked his hand.

"Let's go find a snack first." Laura and Hana went out. They enjoyed a plate of siomay and a glass of iced tea.

"Ah full, good enough to make the procrastinator hungry, he he he." Laura stroked her stomach.

"We went into the art room, I think we're going to start." They rushed towards the art room.

" How quiet is Han, we're not on the wrong schedule, are we?"

" No, it's really the place and the time." Hana mantab and sit down.

"It turns out this is what it feels like to wait, usually I am the one who is waiting for." licked Hana.

A few minutes later, some students entered the room. Laura's eyes widened when she saw the figure she admired was there.

" Han, there's Brother Rayhan." he whispered with a happy smile.

"Mmmm..." Hana cuek while looking left and right, was surprised because it turned out that the fans of painting are very few. In that room there were only 8 disciples.

" Good afternoon everyone, welcome to the painting group. Introduce me Gunawan, I will guide this group in the future." said the fat man, about 40 years old.

" Lunch sir...!" they answered in unison.

"Before starting please introduce yourself first to be more familiar, and do not be surprised if the fans of painting groups from the past are indeed the least, compared to other groups, tap-"

" I'm sorry sir, I didn't join this group." one of the students interrupted and left the room.

" Oh yeah no matter what, please someone wants to step back again, maybe sorry because it turns out this group is very unpopular, he he he he." Mr. Gun looked at the disciple in front of him with a smile.

"OK if there is no more let's start the introductory event, please new members to introduce themselves." Mr. Gunawan smile.

" It starts with you." Gun pointed at Hana.

" Hello my name is Hana salam know." stood up while nodding his head.

" I'm Laura from 1Ath grade." smiled sweetly at Rayhan.

" I'm Thomas."

"Welcome to join the new members. Let's start, please make the painting as good as possible because later I will select the results of your paintings, and I will choose people for me to include in the painting competition. And we need to be proud because last year Rayhan managed to become the 2nd champion of the provincial level."

" Prokk.prok..prok.." all clapping amazed.

"It turns out that Rayhan's sister is great, it's not wrong that I admire her, right Han?" shrewd Laura.

Hana did not respond to Laura who was still in the middle of a smile that was not clear, but in her heart she confirmed Laura's words.

Two hours passed. Hana and Laura walked together to the motor park.

"It turns out that you are also a painter, Han, I did not think that the results of the sketch loe was very good, Gun sir also muji loe."

" He he he, I'm a good guy, you just don't know. So do not focus too much on the pujaan loe, my picture is also quite owk." said Hana.

" Yes.yeah..yes..but my heart is already for my dear brother Rayhan, yes I have to drop my heart ma loe?" Laura pressed both of Hana's cheeks while twitching her lips.

" Ih what the hell? Fucking Ra I'm still normal times." Hana slapped Laura's hand. Both laughed while walking.

"Bruuuk.!!!"

Laura hit someone's back.

" E.. sorry sorry I didn't mean it." Laura stroked her nose.

The owner of the back turned, "What's wrong, next time you look ahead, you don't what is it?"

Laura looked up with a smile, "Sister Rayhan......"

Rayhan looked at Laura and Hana then passed towards his motorbike.

Brother Rayhan is perfect, my dream is really. Handsome, talented, good again. Every day suck him I'm also not papa.he.he .

Laura was still drifting in her mind.

" Conscious oi...! Loe's poem's gone." Hana's pat on Laura's shoulder made her realize. Laura dyed looking for Rayhan but was already invisible.

"He he he.. I became the spirit of joining this painting group Han, it's not wrong I follow you, you are indeed my good friend can guide me to the right path." Laura held onto Hana's shoulder looking at her with complete certainty.

"Grand..! Touched me the same said Loe to want to vomit. Just tell me you're excited because there's Kak Rayhan." Hana pushed Laura's forehead.

"He he, that's also true." Laura started to step on her feet. Hana walked behind him staring at the back of his best friend.

I wonder why people admire someone like that. Maybe someday I will also feel it, become crazy crazy with someone to look strange.

They arrived at the parking lot. Laura has already launched her bike. Hana prepares to start the bike when her name is called.

" Hana, wait !"

"Sir Gunawan?" Hana look.

Mr. Gunawan asked Hana to take part in the painting race next week.

" Why is it so sudden, sir? I was the first to attend a painting class, mending the senior only sir."

" I've thought about Han, your sketch was good, you have potential. Want yeah...?" talk to him while putting on a hopeful face.

" Yes, sir, make an experience. But I don't promise I can win."

" Okay, no problem. Starting tomorrow home from school we practice in the art room, make a goodwill. "

" Okay sir, I beg you."

Hana propelled her motor at medium speed. He still thinks with his desperation to join the race .

No, I'm in that race...? The competition is less than a week, meaning a great training opportunity. I don't have any experience in painting competitions anymore, am I off? Don't, time' yes no war is gone first.

" Brommmm, broommm, brommm.." he was startled by the sound of exhaust, until his balance faltered and fell.

"Aaww.!" yells

The motor that surprised him stopped and approached him.

Hana tried to run her bike.

" Loe, what's wrong, right?" the rider helped to erect the Hana motorcycle.

" It hurts, the name also falls what is not what." ketus Hana.

" Here I help, I'm sorry."