The Love of Village Girl

Section 9

Diah and Sinta were playing in the water on the beach. A sunny day and the atmosphere of the wind that is not so strong make them so fun to play around. Unknowingly they were being watched by a pair of eyes that had been following their steps. Right, when Diah asked permission to Sinta to go to the toilet, the heavy hand pulled Sinta.

"Sir Tono." cried Sinta.

However Tono hurriedly placed his index finger on the lips. Sinta. Tono led him towards the fir trees. A lush place by a horde of cypress trees. A cool place with benches provided underneath.

Eventually they both sat on one of the empty benches. Sinta was so stubbornly waiting for what Tono was going to do.

"Sin, I'm gonna talk to you. Actually I'm .." said Tono disconnected. Looks like Tono is also deg-deg.

Sinta just fell silent while looking at Tono's face that turned red.

"In fact I say .." interrupted again Tono's words. It's hard to say love to you.

Tono is like gathering strength. This incredible love, just wanted to say it takes a lot of energy.

Sinta already understood what Tono meant. As a woman, he waited. Waiting for what Tono had to say.

"I love you Sin." whispered Tono Lirih. Even if Sinta knows what Tono said. His face flushed for a moment. Happiness seemed to envelop the whole body Sinta. Moreover, from earlier Tono's hand still tightly grasped Sinta's hand.

"Where is Sin ? You accept me ?" again, Tony whispered. It is hardly heard competing with the sound of the beach waves.

"Sama Kak." replied Lirih Sinta while bowed in shame.

"I yes." screeched Tono while prancing.

Sinta smiled happily at that.

"Woi ... here apparently. " cried someone who surprised them. Who else if not Diah.

"Died for a while directly mojok." spray Diah next.

Diah immediately mingled with those who of course spread what they were talking about.

"Sir Tono. How are you here ? Are you looking for Lastri ?" said Diah teasingly.

Tono was confused being teased like that. She just smiled next to Sinta. Unconsciously their hands are still holding each other.

"What's this. Hey-hey. Can't." said Diah while trying to separate their hands.

Sinta bowed shyly. Tono laughs.

"Sir Tono was sure of this one. That one how ?" god Diah's.

"Which one is it ?" answered Tono pretending to bego.

"Bright. Kak Tono tuh's. That's what you're trying to keep like a postage stamp." Diah explained next while blinking his eyes.

"Ah already. I have nothing to do with Him." Tono explained.

"Yes Well. Do not tease kak Tono continues." said Sinta Nimbrung.

"Cie-cie. There are those who defend Kak. Steady." said Diah.

"Diiiii yaah." cried Sinta while pinching Diah's waist.

Diah jumped avoiding the pinch of Sinta. Run towards the bus.

"We're going there yuk !" take Tono to Sinta. Synthetically assented. The two walked to the parking lot. This time, the two did not hold hands.

On the sidelines of their happiness was a pair of eyes watching with tears that almost fell. If not in a public place, the girl would have been crying. Yeah, who else, that girl is Lastri. Actually, Lastri was looking for Tono because the event would be continued immediately, but what was plastered on his face was a fragment of love between Sinta and Tono. Lastri had always thought that Tono had put her heart on him. Every occasion and every activity of Lastri and Tono was so sticky. It's almost said where there's Lastri there must be Tono.

"Tono nembak Sinta." Inner Lastri.

Although he tried to hold back tears, but a drop of tears could not be contained again by Lastri. Revolve the tears that had been detained with all his efforts.

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Suddenly a scream came from the sound of a megaphone.

"Come .. get together ! Gather !" shouted one of the committee.

Lastri regained consciousness from her crying and tried to remove every tear drop from her cheek. He wanted to look strong, even though he actually wanted to cry as hard as he could.

"The show's done. We're home."

Each took a seat on the bus. There was only something different this time. Lastri chose to sit in the back with Citra. As soon as you enter, be silent. Sit down and talk to Citra. Sinta sat in front. Directly patched by Tono. They were both sitting behind the driver. She chose to sit by the door. While Dirjo only gulped when he knew Sinta had been stuck by Tono.

"Asem." his mind grumbled.

A number of actions that have been prepared to tempt Sinta are already. Moreover, seeing Sinta so comfortable beside Tono, his chest seemed to be about to explode. But tired of standing up too. Especially after a number of activities are done on the beach. With a limp step, Dirjo chose an empty bench in the middle.

Meanwhile on the back bench the driver Tono glanced at Sinta. At the same time Sinta glanced at Tono. Both their eyes were fixed. Then smile shyly.

Bispun drove fast carrying the story in each other's minds. Bringing up good memories or annoying ones.

Just like Sinta. She smiles at home when she remembers Tono expressing her love. On the bed, he just had a happy smile.

"Sins. Sinta !" I heard Grandma calling.

Soon Sinta woke up and approached her Grandma.

"Yes Nek." replied Sinta.

"It was sought after by Mr. Jodi. He said there was a project" said the grandmother next.

"Work Project ? What project ?"

"Well, Grandma doesn't know Sin. Just try to get ahead. No, Mr. Jodi's in the living room" said the grandmother.

"Good Nek." replied Sinta.

Soon Sinta headed ahead, to her master's house. Meet Mr. Jodi. He met Mr. Jodi in the living room. Holding a camera and nice clothes.

"Eh, Sinta. Come here Sin !" pinta Pak Jodi's.

"So morning, I'd say there's work for you. Here it is" said Jodi, pointing to nice and fashionable clothes.

"What's that dress for, sir ?" tanya Sinta hesitated.

"Love will be our model. Sin." explained Jodi.

"There is a honor." continued Jodi.

"But." said Sinta still confused.

"Sin Relax. You are beautiful and these clothes are indeed for teenagers like you." explained Mr. Jodi.

"The result will be on display at my online store. Okay ?" mr. Jodi explained.

Sinta began to understand. She will be the model of clothes sold by Jodi sir. Worth it, the souvenirs given yesterday fit on his body, because indeed the clothes sold by Jodi sir target abg like himself. Sinta took a pair of clothes, jeans and t-shirts, he took her to the bathroom to try it.