The Last First Love

CHAPTER 7

Finished bathing, Fandi lay his body on a folding mattress that spread on the floor of the room size 3 x 2 meters. Seen in the narrow room in addition to a folding mattress, there is also a small closet containing Fandi's clothes, small shelves, tables and chairs for him to study.

Every day Fandi performs routine activities like this. The difference before starting school Fandi worked from morning to night. Since school, the owner of the food stall allowed Fandi to work part-time. Of course, with a smaller salary than he usually receives.

Fandi never complained tired and almost never complained about his life. He seems to have been very sincere in accepting his destiny and trying to live it well. All Fandi has in mind is the school in earnest to get the next scholarship to continue his education in Higher Education later. So that he can become a successful entrepreneur as his parents aspire.

“Mother, Father.. Fandi misses you guys.” Tears dripped down Fandi's cheek. He misses both his parents. But Fandi immediately wiped away her tears. He remembered his father's message not to be a whiny man, said Fandi's father should not cry, Fandi should not be weak because the man must be strong and tough. That message is what he is implementing in his life now. He was never discouraged and discouraged by his fate. Because he believes that one day he will succeed if he means it.

Fandi then fell asleep. His face looks so tired. Fandi is actually a handsome guy. It was just that his appearance was very simple, unlike his rich friends, that was what made him less attractive. If only he had worn bags, shoes, watches and an expensive cell phone might be another story.

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“Jingga.” Fandi's voice sounded like calling out the name of Orange. It turned out that his admiration for the beautiful girl made him want to call her name.

“Astagfirullah.” Fandi sat down and looked around. He smiled considering how beautiful his dream had just been.

“If I could get close and get to know him.” Fandi is still smiling.

‘So it's so sweet and so special. If I approach him, is it possible he will look at me?’ His heart began to rage. For a moment he felt happy because he remembered the girl of his heart. Soon he felt embarrassed to feel not knowing himself, because he dared to have more feelings for the sweet girl. He felt very confident that Orange would not be able to repay his feelings. But he is also not willing if there are other men who first approach the Orange.

“Why am I like this?” Fandi held her head feeling very silly thinking about something strange to her.

“I have to what?” Again he muttered to himself while disfiguring his hair.

That night Fandi felt really confused. On the one hand he felt insecure to advance closer to Orange, because he felt not as level. On the one hand again he does not want to desperately fight for the Orange, the girl who in an instant has become his first love.

“Am I really in love? Heart's pounding. Said the guy a sign of falling in love.” Fandi smiled again. His expression is always changing. He really is like a madman. Who smiled for a moment, pouted again. Orange has really managed to make him crazy.

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