The Hidden Love

First meet

The flashback

That morning when the sun was still shy out of hiding, the light that had not fully appeared but still could still warm a little in the middle of the piercing cold air.

Sitting at a bus stop is a girl in a white-gray uniform carrying a light-blue school bag. While waiting for the arrival of the bus that he could ride to his school, the beautiful young girl was busy with the textbook he held in his left hand. For a moment his eyes were fixed on the sheet by sheet containing the neat writing, for a moment then he turned his eyes accompanied by his mouth moving as if he was reciting a spell.

Yes, the beautiful girl was memorizing a subject. Her hair that was left unraveled occasionally covered her beautiful face that was met with red. The breath was clear while occasionally hugging himself, proof that he was currently cold.

It continued for a long time, the girl did not care about the surrounding conditions that were crowded with people who were currently crowding there.

A red bus appeared and approached the stop, people who had been standing in line there immediately ran towards the door and jostled in.

The girl circulated her gaze, there was no empty bench for her to sit on, not even she had time to hold on and the bus drove up to make her lose balance. His body darted, he closed his eyes, unable to imagine how embarrassed he would be if he were to fall and be witnessed by many.

The girl let out a long sigh, her body did not hurt at all, she actually felt a hint of warmth that came out of nowhere. Encompassed by curiosity he finally opened his eyes slowly. And when his eyes had opened perfectly, how shocked he was, his body was transfixed, his eyes were unceasingly sweeping away the face of a man who was currently doing the same thing as he did. For a few seconds the two looked at each other, until a man grimaced.

"Ah, ma .. sorry," the girl's great-grandson.

"No problem" replied the man while helping the girl get up from her lap.

Dion wakes up from the passenger seat, rubbing his arm in pain. He used his right hand to support the body of the girl when she fell down earlier.

"Sit down!" dion's orders, allowing the beautiful girl to take her place.

"How will you?" he answered while tidying up his messy hair.

"I'm a boy, it doesn't matter if all the way I stand while you, you're a girl, where I can sit still while there's a girl standing. Sit already! or the stool is hunted down at people's later." The young Dion put his hand on the girl's shoulder then slightly pressed down on it.

Dion gazed out at the street, a thin arch on his lips, an arch so faint that one could not believe that the man was smiling.

While on the other hand, the girl who was currently sitting on the passenger bench continued to look at the man who had helped her. Her lips were constantly garnished with a smile while recalling the incident earlier. When his body felt floating and suddenly there was someone who caught it. He did not realize if it continued for a long time, until unknowingly the man who had been in front of him walked towards the bus door and then his figure vanished from the reach of his eyes.

"Why Win, early in the morning was already smiling to himself," one girl reprimanded upon seeing his arrival in the classroom.

"Who is smiling?" timpal Vienna, he pulled his stool and then put one by one his luggage.

"My god! clearly your lips kept curving from earlier, watch out for flies coming in! no fear what the lips become dry," ledek the girl again known as the Rose.

"About!" the strangeness.

"Eh, I'm serious. By the way ... What the hell makes you look so happy?" persistent, Roses again asked the unusual thing that he thought was unusual.

"Nothing."

"lik! you never change, we've been friends since we sat in kindergarten, I know your habits. Always if there is nothing you never want to tell a story, you are a typical woman who is closed. No matter who it is including me."

"Is she?"

"Huh, the ultimate words if you've been cornered."

"Se ... actually I was ...,"

Vienna paused her intention to continue with her words as the entrance bell of the class had rang loudly.

"What?" The rose was so enthusiastic that she wanted to know immediately what made her friend look so happy.

"It's bell, it's gonna be."

"Promise!" The rose thrusts her little finger, which is what they usually do if they both agree to make a deal.

"Yes promise." Vienna warmly welcomed his friend's little finger and they hooked each other's little finger.

The two began to prepare to receive lessons because shortly after a male teacher came in and began to give the subject matter.

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"Quick tell me what you were saying back in class?"

Throughout the hours of the lesson, the Rose could not concentrate well. The long explanation given by his teacher was absolutely nothing that entered his brain.

Want how else, when he intends to pay attention to the explanation of his teacher who continues to lecture in front of the blackboard, in fact his view can not be separated from his friend who is still at home to smile. Makes him more sure that there is something that makes his friend was hit by happiness.

"I'm hungry, at least let me finish my meal first" Vienna replied with a mouthful of food.

"Yes, spend it fast! I'm getting impatient."

Vienna grabbed his orange ice, he who could not stand putting three spoons of sambal into a bowl of meatballs in his message in the school cafeteria.

Byurrrs ...

The rose jumped in shock when she saw her friend spitting out her ice.

"What's wrong? is there something wrong with the ice?" vienna asked, he took out some of the tissue sheets available on the table and held them out to Vienna.

Vienna did not understand what was really happening, why was Vienna fixated while continuing to stare at one point without blinking. Want to not want the Rose to look at what is currently the center of attention of Vienna.

His mouth rounded to form the letter O, turned back and gave a gentle pat on his friend's cheek to restore Vienna consciousness.

"You like it too?" ask Roses.

It has been almost a month since their school was made excited by the arrival of a transfer student from Jakarta. The figure of a beautiful and friendly student made him immediately delighted by many children, not least the students who attended school there.

"No." Vienna shook slowly.

"If you don't like him why is your expression exaggerated when you see his arrival?" search Roses.

"Help what? when?" The rose advanced her body to get closer to Vienna.

"So morning when I got on the bus, she ...,"

Vienna also recounted the incident in the bus he experienced.

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By the afternoon.

Dion who had just come out of the tutoring place stopped his steps when he saw the figure of the girl he met this morning, sitting at the stop.

The strong wind that blew made her hair dance and somehow it made Dion again comment on a smile.

"Hi, we'll see you again" said Dion.

The man leaned his body against the wall because the waiting bench was full, many people were also the same fate as him, standing up to repel mosquitoes is also cold just to wait for the arrival of a bus that can take them home.

"Ah, yes." Vienna smiled clumsily, she tucked away her hair that kept fluttering in the wind.

Seeing Vienna rub his bare arms several times because the girl did not wear a jacket or the like that she could use to warm her body, making Dion's heart touched. Without a second thought he immediately took off the sweater he was wearing and stretched the electric blue cloth to Vienna.

The girl looked up, in her eyes the man who was still loyal stretched out a sweater to her.

"Why keep looking at me? I'm not a ghost, wear it!" Dion pulled the Viennese hand and put the sweater down.

The one in waiting finally appeared, too, a can stop right at the stop.

Vienna, who was about to run, seemed to have to immediately undo his intentions because Dion blocked his arm.

"Wear the jacket!" dion's orders.

"We don't have much time, let's hurry."

"Why so rushed?"

Vienna did not have time to answer, he was surprised when he heard the roar of the car engine that began to move left the two.

"That's the last bus that passes, there won't be any more buses passing by, how can we go home?"

"Why didn't you say that?" panicking, Dion helped put the sweater on Vienna's body.

"I've been trying to tell you, but it turns out that bus is going faster than I thought."

Dion breathed in as much air as possible, reflexively linking his hands with Vienna's.

"Come on!" yells.

Vienna was so shocked that it was unexpected that something like this would happen to her, Dion continued to hold her hand tightly and invited her to run nonstop.

"A little while!" he said to Vienna.

Dion kept running shouting at the driver to stop the bus and let them ride.

Still running.

"Say if you're tired."

"What would you do if I told you that?" with a breath of breath, Vienna asked the man beside her.

"I can carry you."

Hearing Dion's reply made Vienna smile, there had never been a man who had taken his attention all this time and now, the man who was still faithful to hold his fingers was the first man who made him feel his heart pounding when he met the opposite sex.

"Can!" Dion managed to jump on the bus and pulled Vienna's hand.

Because the jolt was loud enough to make Vienna hit Dion's body until both fell.

There were some people who had helped the two stand up.

After almost half the trip, they were finally able to sit in the back seat as most of the passengers had disembarked.

"You go first."

I don't know why every treatment Dion feels so sweet Vienna feels. He never took his eyes off the man for a second.

"What do you see?" feeling Vienna continue to look at him made Dion ask.

"Ah, no! I just ... I haven't thanked you yet," said Vienna who misbehaved as Dion stared back at him.

"No need."

"Why? you've helped me, I'd naturally like to thank you."

Dion stared fixedly at the face of the girl sitting beside him, she pulled the corner of her lips until she formed a very sweet smile. He extended his hand.

"Dion."

"Vienna."

The two shook hands by naming each other.

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