The Little Vampire Belongs to Mr. William.

Expressing Love. (Camp.last)

The Part 60

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A clear day is now changing with a star-studded night sky, illuminating the Earth. The bonfire was already burning, the students and some of the special homeroom students who had done Camp to end the last night of Camp, were now sitting in a circle around the bonfire that was burning so brightly.

Laughter and jokes emanated from the look on their faces that at that time enjoyed the last night of Camp together, and that night is also the last night for anyone who has felt in love and wants to express love to the person they like.

Arista sat next to Anggun, while Diana, Robert, Mulan and Sebastian after the incident this afternoon did not reveal their nostrils in the middle of the last Camp. I don't know what Abel told Diana? Clearly, the speech may be a speech that is not just a mere speech, the remark was most likely a very creepy remark that made Diana and the other 3 friends unable to show their faces back.

From different directions, Abel and Ellard looked at Arista's very natural face with a smile etched sweetly on her lips.

“Kids and other guardians of students. I want to tell you, what if our mini mala held a special song or a special pantun for our loved ones.” Esme breaks the daydreams of Abel and Ellard looking at Arista's face. Esme who was not far from Arista's seat stood up, walking up to Arista. “What you agree Arista.”

Looking at Esme's spontaneous question left Arista perplexed, he looked towards Graceful. Then turned to look at Esme's face while nodding her head.

Esme reached out her right hand, “Then, I want to hear the song from your most profound heart.” Esme smiled sweetly at Arista's face which still looked puzzled by what Esme told her.

Arista shook his head. “I can't sing Esme.” Arista complains that Esme will make her consider not to make herself sing in front of other classmates.

Esme smiled sweetly with a hand that continued to stretch like she was about to receive a handshake reply from Arista. “Think of the face and name of one person who continues to be in your heart, and slowly absorb every pretty beautiful shadow between you and her.”

Arista accepted Esme's handshake. “Alright.” said Arista who was motivated by the words Esme had spoken to him.

“Give applause to our friend, that is “Arista” shouted Esme put her hand together.”

Prok!

Prok!

Prok!

Rousing applause rang out from all the students and the few homeroom guardians who were sitting looked at Arista who was standing, with a face that looked a little awkward.

Arista closed his eyes, imagining the first meeting with William. Arista took a deep breath then threw it forward, after feeling quite comfortable, Arista sang in a tone he made himself.

...“You are like the sun that illuminates the black mist that grows in my heart....

...Your smile, your laughter, and your arrogance make me even more comfortable to be by your side....

...Although I know, I do not deserve to stand, hold your hand and walk together until the end of my life....

...But I make sure, I will try to be the best for you and I am the woman who deserves to be with you.”...

Arista who finished singing bowed his body slightly. There was a loud applause, but Arista's two eyes were still closed still kept on the image during the first meeting with William and finally they had to separate.

Looking at Arista who was still bowing slightly, Esme walked over. Esme put her hand on Arista's shoulder slowly. “Your song is so beautiful baby, what is it for someone you love?”

Arista spontaneously stood firm, “No.” said Arista who looked awkward, both cheeks Arista blushed. Arista turned his large stepped body back to sit beside Anggun.

After everyone had calmed down and stopped clapping, Esme walked over to Abel. “This time you will sing Abel. Express your feelings through the words that have been arranged neatly in your heart.”

Abel smiled sweetly, he stood staring at Arista from a distance away. Her lips continued to smile sweetly looking at the face of Arista who was still hiding behind Anggun's body.

Before singing Abel recalls his first meeting with Arista an accidental meeting. Seeing the disgust and harsh words that Arista threw at him made him fall in love even more.

...“I may not be the sun capable of illuminating the fog inherent in your heart....

...Although the rain comes at night and makes the moonlight covered with cloud cloud over....

...I will keep trying to come in the darkness of the night and emit a light that will make you comfortable when tired of sending your sleep.”...

Esme cheers in joy, “Keren. Very cool song of my students. Let's give a big round of applause to Abel.” Esme held the high end of her hand while giving a standing ovation to Abel.

Prok!

Prok!

Prok!

“To the other exclamations, I will make another scene besides singing. I'll make a little change adding our game to spend the last night on the night today.” Shouted Esme telling the entire student and some of the homeroom guardians who were sitting casually around the growing campfire.

“You are indeed amazing Esme.”

“Ia. Teacher Esme is not only beautiful, but she is very smart in all things.”

“Continue your game Mother teacher Esme.”

There was the sound of a very lively shout from some of the guardians of the students and some students who were sitting enjoying the beauty of the last Camp night.

Esme continued the game she had thought of and planned, so that the last night felt very pleasant to remember before Valentine's Day passed was replaced with a class exam.

The night was short, the time showed at 01:00 in the morning. The campfire that was once rife is now slowly dimming. All the disciples looked sleepy and tired, so they decided to rest in their tents.

Arista, who still looked fresh, walked a little on the edge of the lake with a body covered in a thick jacket that accompanied him that night. Arista stood on the edge of the lake looking at the beautiful reflection of moon and moon light seen on the surface of the calm lake water.

For 20 minutes he looked at the reflection of moon and moon light that was clearly visible from the calm surface of the lake water. Arista who was already feeling sleepy turned around, as he was about to step away. There's a man's hand holding Arista's wrist.

“Where are you going?” it was clear enough that the man's voice was that of Ellard standing beside Arista with his right hand tightly grasping Arista's right wrist.

Stunned Arista stared at his hand held tightly by Ellard's hand. Brow shriveling. “Let go of your hand.” jolt Arista who moved his hand trying to escape from Ellard's hand.

Ellard clasped her hand against Arista's. “I will not let you go before you receive the sincere love I gave you Arista.” Ellard knelt down with a hand that kept tightly grasping Arista's wrist.

“How can I accept your feelings, whereas I myself have no taste at all to you Ellard.” Sahut Arista in a slow tone so as not to wake up all students and homeroom who are already sound asleep.

“You must not force a woman to love yourself and accept your love. And you don't already have to fiancee.” Said Abel who walked slowly closer to Ellard and Arista.

Ellard stood with her hand still clasping tightly onto Arista's wrist. “You know what? You just keep approaching Arista even though you know if he doesn't like you and why I shouldn't force Arista to fall in love with me.”

Abel ignored Ellard's words, he clasped Arista's left hand, Abel kneeling sweetly before Arista. “Will you be the lover of my heart, you are my first love and I will promise to always keep yourself from harm and the one who always oppresses you.”

Arista moved the corner of his upper lip, his forehead furrowing with eyebrows fused into one piece staring at Abel and Ellard who each grasped his hand. Arista's face turned red and held back the anger that he had previously been quieting.

Arista, who could not stand Abel and Ellard's treatment, threw out Abel and Ellard's hands, saying. “Diam.”

Arista, full of anger, was seen from the look on his face, staring alternately at the faces of Abel and Ellard who were now standing in front of him.

“Once again I reiterate to you, if I don't like you two. I only like one person, and that person is not between the two of you.”

...Seriate........