The Life of Introverted Girls

05

Irman POV....

Sunday afternoon, though,...

The wall clock on the wall of my bedroom showed at 13:23.

Bored, one word in my brain.When I was in school, Sunday is a sacred day that is very ancient.The day where I am free from all the pressures of learning, the day that I am,the day I used to hangout with my friends.

But, at this time ..Sunday is the day I hate the most.Sunday makes me not excited, Sunday I can not go to School, and Sunday I can not see the adoration of my heart that bowed in silence.

Yapp.." - Yapp..."Nurv".Tiny girl sharp-settled full of charm.I fell in love at first sight.Fall in love with my student, little girl full of mystery.I never saw her smile, her gaze was cold and flat, her eyes were,but it has incredible magic power.Girl who is always bowed.Every time I look at him, will sound a drumband bang in my chest..

"Ha.ha.ridiculous".Can I fall in love with a Little Child.But, what can I do??love comes by itself..I have no power to pull him off.

My body talent from my bed.Already all day I was only in my bed, do not have the spirit of activity.

I went to the bathroom in my room, I cleaned my body, I intend to go to Nursyifa's house.Yesterday when I came home from school I followed Syifa to her house.I deliberately followed her, I deliberately followed her,I want to know the address of his house.If I ask Syifa directly will certainly not be answered.You ask his friends, I'm ashamed.later found out I have a crush on my students..Argh.ribet.

After the shower I choose my clothes in the closet.Wear a white t-shirt paired with black jeans.Wear a matching leather jacket with my pants.Kuraih key Honda Sport NSR 150 motor mine.

"If anyone asks why the old motorcycle??yapp..this is the story of the end of 1999."

Before I go, I take a break with my Aunt.I am now indeed again hitchhiking in my Tantu house, Sister of Abiku.I am the youngest of 3 children.Both of my Brother are married.That is to stay I am the Singer he.he.

Actually I'm not a native of this town.I'm from another province.

Because I avoided an arranged marriage with the son of his cousin Abiku.After Graduation I joined my Tantu to this city, coincidentally the Husband of Tanteku was transferred to be assigned in this city.Tanteku only have a child who is continuing his studies in the Capital.So, Om and Tanteku are very happy to hear I am coming with them.

"Auntie...I'll come out for a minute Te!!".My pamphlet to my Tante.

"Where are you going, son..?"my Tante

"You go to a friend's house, near here.so don't be afraid to forget the way he..he.."

It just so happened that Syifa's house was not far from the school where I taught, so I had already paved my way there.

"Oh.iya,Son, be careful on the road"

"Yes Aunt".

"Assalamualaikum Warrahmatullahi Westarakatuh".I said while kissing the back of my Tantu hand.

"Waalaikum salam Warrahmatullahi Jabarakatuh."My aunt answered my greetings.

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syifa I don't like interacting with people.

"May His nature change if He is at home".My prayer in my heart.

Twenty minutes drive I arrived in front of a simple house, painted green faded, walled boards.The page is not too broad but looks very beautiful.Many types of flowers in the front yard, there are long bean plants next to the house.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim"....I get off my bike, I park by the road in front of Syifa's house.

I saw a girl like Syifa sweeping the courtyard, but it wasn't Syifa.it seems I've seen the girl, but where I don't know.

"Assalamualaikum WRrahamatullahi Westarakatuh".I say hello to the girl who looks like Syifa.

The girl looked at me

"Waalaikum Salam Warrahmatullahi Westarakatuh...."

"eehh..Mr Irman".The girl cried with a smile,,

"Who are you looking for, sir??continued again.

"Hm..Syifa exists?"

"Kok this girl knows my name huh..???".my inner heart

"Ooo...Syifa,!!I'll call you, sir.."

"Let's go in, sir..."Bring again.

I walked up to a girl like Syifa, I went into the house.

"Please sit down sir.!!.I call the Syifa first.

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