The Romantic Story of a Loner High School Boy

Chapter 61: The Sleeping Girl

The voice reminded him of his mother. He who in his dream was in a vast desert plain, somehow his head looked to the right by itself. His eyes were slightly rounded when he saw his mother standing far away.

"Dw... The fa..." Another sound wave suddenly entered his ear. Repeatedly, Daffa spontaneously faced forward. His gaze focused on a long-haired girl not far from him, he thought of her as a faceless Syifa.

But wait a minute, Daffa felt something unusual clinging to his body. His hand tried to figure it out by sticking it to his stomach. His hand could not feel it, but his blurry vision could see that it was blood!

Daffa was shocked to learn that there was blood on some of his body. On the sidelines, the girl seemed to raise one of her hands and give him a message to look to his left. His sight was getting blurry, but from a distance he could still see a group of people without faces.

His gaze was already very blurry, and somehow his stomach grew heavier and heavier. Shortly thereafter his vision became reddish black due to exposure to sunlight.

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Exactly at 07:49. Sunday morning, Daffa woke up from his dream with his little eye bags. Slowly but surely, he opened his eyes to see the morning of the world. "Early morning? The feeling I just slept."

His hand wriggled like a caterpillar, his stomach still feeling heavy like in his dream earlier. "So I was dreaming something?" But strangely Daffa did not remember his dream at all, the more he remembered it the more he did not remember it.

When Daffa awoke, he saw something that could not possibly happen in front of him. His eyes could not even blink, followed by his raised eyebrows, his mouth opened wide in astonishment, and his face filled with exclamation marks. "Eh, what is this? What does this mean...?!" He murmured in his heart. Daffa tried not to scream as much as possible.

Daffa was inexhaustible, believing in disbelief he had seen a blond teenage girl sleeping sweetly on his lap. The girl sat on the chair while dropping her head on Daffa's lap. "Syif-Syifa...?!"

How Daffa was not surprised, the end of the girl in his lap was a very popular girl in his school and only this time there was a girl who dared to sit on his lap, he said, so he was a little surprised. "Is it possible that he came here because of my request last night?!Haha, that seems impossible... Isn't that possible? Yeah, right?!" Daffa spoke to himself.

If only there were school friends who saw this, they would certainly be a very crowded lip to make one school frenzy.

In addition, Daffa was also a normal man, of course he felt a little aroused by his complicated situation. Fortunately, he was able to hold back his bad thoughts.

Daffa tried his best to wake him up without any loud noise, because he wanted to ask a reason that made Syifa come here. He pushed Syifa slowly. "Shyifa, Syifa..."

It did not take long, Syifa finally woke up, he spontaneously rubbed his tired eyes, while the other hand seemed to wipe the mouth. With his innocent face he looked to his left right, shaking him like a man who knows nothing. "I can fall asleep, can I?"

His words really raised a question mark for Daffa. "Well, I should have said that..."

Daffa sat on top of his bedroom holding one eye to his left. Daffa looked at each other face to face with Syifa whose atmosphere of clothing seemed very different when she was at school.

Syifa appeared to be wearing a dress that covered from her shoulders to her knees. Moreover, a very beautiful dress in whitish pink attached to her body, making her beautiful charm more attractive in the eyes of others.

"From that, by the way why did you get into my house?!" Ask Daffa.

"Hmm? I knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered. Keep trying to open the door and jreng! I can get in here..." Syifa explained the chronology of why she was able to enter Daffa's house.

"Eh, beware, that's the front door of the house... What about my room door? I had a feeling that I had locked the door" Daffa asked again.

"Oh, if that's..." Syifa happily smiled broadly at Daffa, her face depicting her very proud self. "I used the spare key I found in this house... Uh!" Syifa also showed a key hanging from her finger.

"O-oh... I see," Dejection appeared on Daffa's face, but he was able to endure it patiently. "Damn it... I forgot that he was not only smart but also smart. One of them was good at breaking into my bedroom door." He murmured in his heart.

Daffa lowered his arms, his eyes very sharp towards Syifa. "Keep what's the reason you came here? If it's just a coincidence through mending go home anyway."

"Eh?"

"Huh?"

"Well...?!"

The words came out after hearing the words from Daffa, Syifa spontaneously grabbed the dense hair of Daffa. His face was very sewed with his very angry feelings towards Daffa. "Did you forget? If yesterday you begged me to accompany you on Sunday? Huh uh?!"

"Yes-yes... I just remembered, orangin... Even though I told you to forget it," Reply Daffa who tried to stop the trap.

"Hmmm!" Syifa let go by removing her visibly irritated face from Daffa's presence. "That is... I just feel sorry to see you crying for begging me. Can't ya...?" He welcomes.

His expression was so slow but pierced so deeply that it hit Daffa's weak point. "Don't overestimate the reality oi..." He murmured in his heart.

Daffa grunted softly. "Y-yeah, I can do it..." He said, though heavy enough to throw it.

Hoooaam...!

Daffa repeatedly yawned, he put away his blanket that always accompanied him every night with his bolster, after which Daffa seemed to hold his stomach and he was grateful because nothing happened to his stomach.

Daffa also wanted to move from his room so that he could stretch the part of his body that felt stiff.

Meanwhile, Syifa seemed to be remembering something. "Oh, yes, the food!" And Daffa could not do it at that very moment, because suddenly Syifa pulled her arm out of the room. "God... What else is this?"

The descent of Daffa from the stairs, made him see another unusual sight. He saw a little boy who was snacking on candy while sitting on a dining table chair that Daffa usually uses when eating food. "Why... Why did you also bring Fasa here...?"

Seriate....