
Maybe for everyone, this morning was normal, but not for Ayleen. Miss made him rush to get to campus. And when the car that my father was driving stopped by the red light, the hope was great to see Ibra who suddenly appeared next to him like yesterday. But hopefully it will not be real because there is no figure that he misses. Even when the car he was riding in reached the front of the campus, there was no Ibra figure that he hoped to follow like yesterday.
Slightly in a hurry, he walked towards building A. He memorized where the Joker's son's tongkrongan, Ibra must have been there like in previous days.
But again, he could only swallow the disappointment. There's not a single Joker kid there. I don't know where they all are.
Pock
Ayleen's eyes instantly sparkled as someone patted his shoulder.
"Sir I_" The sentence evaporated in the air as she turned her head, it turned out that Dian had just patted her shoulder.
"Sister, since when did you call me sister?" Dian frowned confused.
Ayleen smiled wryly. Fortunately, he did not mention Ibra. Otherwise, Dian would have been an impromptu reporter.
"Don't you think I'm someone else?" guess Dian with a grin.
"No, what the hell," Ayleen denied. "That I can't, call you brother. You're older than me."
"Over old?" Dian doesn't seem to like that phrase. "A 1 month is considered older, heis..."
"Hehehe, kidding." Ayleen pulled Dian's pigtails loose.
"Ish, habit," Dian grumbled.
"Maybe don't sulk, ntar different a month with me, looks like a different 5 years." Ayleen laughed and ran away so as not to get the pinch of his best friend.
Until all the classes today are over, Ayleen doesn't see Ibra at all. If normally that guy would show up all of a sudden uninvited, not for today. I don't know where the guy is, let alone his nose, not a single message came in. Suddenly it was lost in the earth.
"Leen, Brother Ibra tuh."
Hearing the name Ibra called, Ayleen who was walking down the street immediately raised his face. Inevitably Dian immediately laughed crazily.
"Daily lemes, not spirit, it turns out waiting for Brother Ibra," He opened his lips. Feeling that he has managed to know the deepest heart of his best friend. "Sir Ibra's a major what the hell, Leen? He still has class. What if we take him in his class." Ayleen reflexes glared. A really ridiculous idea.
"So, so timid. Where is my pride as a girl if nyemperin guy."
"Of you all day long. Uh Leen, are you guys ready?"
Ayleen shook his head, among them there was no word so, even though Ibra openly expressed love, even dared to propose to him.
"I'm surprised Leen, you're usually so hard to get around guys. Sama Kak Ibra kayak directly luluh it?" Ayleen was confused as well. He is not the kind of person who falls in love easily. Until now, he had never known whose name was in love. It was only with Ibra that he felt strange and longing. Could this be called love?
Ayleen and Dian's footsteps immediately stopped when 2 girls blocked his path.
"Yes, what's the need?" sahut Ayleen flat.
"I'm a Princess." The girl extended her hand towards Ayleen.
Ayleen flirted, could this be the same Princess that used to be called Reza and Lydia?
Seeing his friend even daydreaming and never shake the hand of the Princess, Dian immediately nudged his arm. Ayleen gasped and immediately shook Princess' hand while mentioning the name.
"Gue Denger, you've been invited Ibra to the Joker basecamp. What do you have in relationship?" Who asked Ayleen, but who responded excessively even Dian. The girl gawked, covered her mouth with a palm hearing Ayleen had been to the joker basecamp.
"I'm just playing around."
The princess who was then folding her two chest arms, immediately smiled cynically. Ibra took a girl to basecamp, wanted to be invited to play with snakes and ladders until her face was full of lipstick, only for women who have the status of friends, it seems he was not sure the guy would do it.
"Lo likes Ibra?" ask Princess to the point.
Ayleen could not answer, as he himself was confused by his feelings. "Gue just wanted to start, throw away that feeling. Lo and Ibra don't fit, you're different. Home child like you, not suitable for him."
"What makes us different?" Ayleen did not want to be silent and was considered a weak home child. "We both eat rice, and we step on the earth and breathe air for breath."
The princess and her friend immediately heard Ayleen's innocent answer.
"That's not what I mean" said the Princess. "Lo doesn't know what Ibra's life is like. Life is hard, not like living a plate, straight. You guys don't fit. So mending lupain him. Like plants, it is difficult if you have to but when it is large and rooted a lot, better to be removed while still budding, easier. Do you understand what I mean?" The princess rubbed Ayleen's shoulder, like getting rid of the dirt from there.
"Thank you for the advice" said Ayleen.
"It's good that you understand. I just feel sorry for you, don't want you to be heartbroken and cry at the end because it can't be the same Ibra."
"Udah Put, yuk unplug," asked Vania, daughter minister. "She's crying, pity." He smiled mockingly at Ayleen. Makes Ayleen really sick. Who wants to cry. "Oh yeah, Joker's son isn't there all?" Vania dyed towards tongkrongan joker's son.
"Definitely still on their stamps. Semalem Ibra will win the race. And in the early hours of this day, they were immediately partying Ibra's victory."
Ayleen finally found out why Ibra wasn't on campus.
"Eh, how come you're surprised at that?" asked Vania while again smiling mockingly. "Don't tell me you didn't know Ibra won the race last night?"
"Yes he must not know" said the Princess. "What did Ibra tell him. He can give you what support. Dateng to the race? Yes, he was taken with his father. At least at 9 o'clock mallem he was locked in the room, understand mama's son," ridiculed Princess.
Ayleen crumpled the tip of his blouse. Why is he such a gini fool. Last night to this day, busy thinking Ibra, but who thought even busy party and not want the same as him.
"Now that load is awake," the Princess pushes Ayleen's shoulder with her index finger. "Lo doesn't pantes for Ibra. You don't have to feel like Ibra likes you. In fact, he doesn't tell you anything about what he's doing."