The Mystery of Jovan Love - An Unexpected End
Part Three
Surprise Chick
A year has passed. Life is rolling out as it is. Jovan lives his days just like everyone else. On the sidelines of his busy life as a student he still took the time to help his mother take care of stalls and care for and guide his two younger siblings.
An event rooted in the recklessness of an Angel. Until now still imprinted in the memory of all teachers and students of Garuda High School who witnessed. It will probably be remembered at any time, especially by Jovan.
The incident was quite stirring and managed to chalk up countless embarrassments to a Jovan. One of the famous Garuda High School students has a fairly thick vein of embarrassment.
Jovan almost broke down the school after that. Fortunately, he is a shy man but not a guy who is difficult to move on or easily washed away and trapped in a late kebaperan. For about an hour he was drowning in a pool of helplessness.
The incident happened a month ago. Precisely on Monday, August 12, at 08.35 WIB.
Shortly after the Red and White Flag Raising Ceremony was completed. Garuda High School, a bona fide school famous for the implementation of super strict discipline rules. Surprised by a theatrical action from Angel and friends.
Pretty shocking action. It was covered by one of the national private television stations, with the title of a booming show among the slang children 'Love Me, Jebret!'.
Everyone is shocked. In that impromptu and super crazy action, Jovan becomes a complementary sufferer. More precisely a victim. At least that's how he feels.
How not?
No rain, no wind. Angel supported dozens maybe even hundreds of students, clamoring in the middle of the school grounds, without hesitation and embarrassment. Declaring his love for Jovan. Unfortunately, Angel forces Jovan to answer or rather accept his love right then and there. Witnessed by everyone and television viewers all over Indonesia.
Jovan gawking. Shock, bewildered half-dead and clueless. His mentality was down and completely unprepared for the drama. His heart was almost removed from his throne.
Angel is not who he is. Without prior approach and commitment, it is impossible for him to suddenly accept or reject someone's love. Jovan and Angel were very close in the tenth grade. But only ordinary friends. Even the two never talk about romance, even if it is just a fad.
Jovan didn't take it. He felt as if he got a frank from Ferdian Paleka, even more. She felt defeated and publicly humiliated by the girl she disliked the most lately.
Jovan left the arena. Dodging and hiding in her class accompanied by a schoolgirl, her secret boyfriend. Not caring about the action and screams of Angel who is more crazy. Jovan did not heed the seduction of the creative team of the television station. The former head of OSIS did not understand the encouragement and coercion of his friends to participate in the ridiculous drama. Just enlivening.
Instead of going crazy, Jovan chose to tidy up all of his study supplies. Intend to skip or at least hide in a safer place. I can't find a safe place at school.
In toilets? it's highly unlikely. It's the same with suicide. Along the corridor leading to the toilet, currently crammed with tenth and eleven students who are enthusiastic to watch the crazy event made by Angel.
While still thinking hard, the brain turned to find a safe place, suddenly there was a commotion and commotion. Jovan. His eyes were circling around. Instantly his eyes widened, his mouth gaping and his entire body was cold hot. Unbelieving the class that was a few minutes ago empty leaping, now low boisterous crammed with students and television crews.
BRACKET!
A loud voice accompanied a rough slap on his study table.
Jovan's stunned. Collecting his life that was in disarray. She doesn't even realize her secret boyfriend has disappeared from her side, mingling with Angel's audience and supporters.
Jovan looked at Angel who stood tall and ruffled her waist beside her desk. His chest rose up, his breath hunted and his red face extinguished a fusion of anger and shame.
Jovan and Angel look at each other. Like two mortal enemies who accidentally met in the middle of the road. The mood and the look in the eyes both emitted their respective anger and hatred.
Angel raised her hand to the air. Code everyone not to make a sound. The main actress' hand was like it contained a powerful magical power. The atmosphere of the classroom suddenly quiet silent.
Jovan took a deep breath. Resisting the anger that almost escaped his escort. Both of his hands were round. Prepare to throw a fist or give a hard slap on the face of the most beautiful schoolgirl at the school.
“So the cave must be pretend, so?” Jovan asked back.
"Yes, just pretending. But it's so much better than humiliating me in public like this. This show is broadcast live on television!" Angel shouted showing her protruding neck veins. A wave of his disappointment and anger slipped out of his control.
"What makes this drama, who?" Jovan took a deep breath again, "should, if you want to jump into the cave as the cast, tell dong the scenario and the script. If necessary, with a clear contract. How much do you want to pay the cave for this crazy episode?" Jovan tried to control his voice so as not to become a mock or a shout.
In a bit of panic, he still has to control himself and be aware of the camera. Do not let the value become minus, because it is carried away by emotions that if followed want him to vent blindly.
"Eh Jovan, this is a surprise! You know surprise? if you are told, what is his name?” Angel tilted her head, looking at Jovan's face which had started to flatter a little. Not too tense and red.
“Gue did not expect, it turned out to be the general champion of Garuda High School, the person did not really care! Not sure about such a cool event?” Angel opened her arms wide and looked at the audience, asking for support. But everyone remained silent. They did not dare to openly show their partisanship to one of the main actors.
BRACKET!
Angel hit the table again. “Basic tacky lo!" then it was very hard.
"Well! the gua kankain! That's what you're suffering!" Jovan answered casually while sneering.he looked calm because he could already control himself.
"Eh, Jovan!" Angel took a breath. His chest was still up and down irregularly, holding back anger. "anyone else was able to make my cake show, gini?” he continued, while back in the waistline, “gue deliberately spent big money on tv crews, so you feel flattered and know who I really am," Angel scoffed.
All eyes are focused. Focus on two people of different types who are in conflict. A number of students who could not get into the classroom, were forced to block in the window. Everyone steadfastly restrained himself from making sounds that could disturb the concentration of all the cast and crew on duty.
Two field crews, several times to signal the audience not to be noisy. “This is live,” code one of the two crews by simply moving lips without sound.
Everyone is getting curious. How the continuation and ending of Korean drama ala Angel and gangs who are living this show.
Some of the teachers stood up and smiled shyly in the audience. They enjoyed this most anticipated episode. The protagonist and antagonist in one frame. Combined acting without engineering, without scripts, without scripts and without stylists. The most natural scenes can certainly be in the Oscar nomination the following year. Scenes that are free from the intervention of directors who have a powerful sentence 'cut!’
"Cave doesn't know!“ Angel returned to talk after being silent for a while, “zaman now, it turns out there are still humans who do not want to be surprised." The tone of the voice of the virgin began to decline. Starting to realize, the screams and the curse of the meaning were only responded to mediocre by students who never got the nickname refrigerator guy.
"OK!” Jovan spoke up again, both eyes sharply staring at Angel's slightly teary eyes holding back the annoyance. "Gua said thank you for the surprise, but..." The former OSIS chairman held back.
"But what?" Angel is back.
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