Trying To Be Faithful

Identity of Puput

The god turned his head quickly, looking at Akhtia whom he thought was suddenly nearby.

"Ma-sorry, Brother. I was gonna pinjem a charger, but like big brother's really focused on his ticking, so I-"

The god held out a charger at Achtia without saying anything.

"Thank you" said Akhtia slowly. He immediately turned away from the gods. Achtia closed her eyes deeply. She felt shocked because it turned out that Dealova had been a God all along.

Confused as to how, Akhtia finally chose to shut up and not say anything about herself to Dealova.

Akhtia was a little nervous as the God approached her. There was a feeling of fear that he experienced when he was close to the Gods.

"Sorry."

"For?"

"You read a quick glance, right?"

Not a glance, but everything. Yeah, because I'm your dandelion, brother.

"Emmm, not too obvious either."

"I'm not cheating, really. He and I were just friends on the internet, long before I met you and you. We're friends and yes, I could probably be more than that to her."

Know it, brother, my man is too.

"Why can you like him when you have never met him? what if he's ugly for example. Does your sister still like him?"

"That sounds weird, I don't know myself. Maybe it's because I'm comfortable talking to him. Beliin once made me feel like myself and was good at talking to someone except her and .. you."

Akhtia turned quickly to the gods.

God smiled.

"Rest, yes." The god stroked Achtia's cheek before she went out of the room. Akhtia's face was met with red, her chest pounding violently as she touched the soft and cold hand of the God.

"How's this? Dealova is a god. Ouch ..." Akhtia ruffled her hair.

"If he knew that dandelion was me, would his feelings remain the same? Or will he be disappointed? Will it not be awkward? Well, why should he, anyway? ck!"

Achtia broke down. Staring at the ceiling of the room of the Gods.

"But, I can use dandelion in this way. I can ask her who she likes. She said her heart had started to waver because there was someone in the real world she liked."

Akhtia rolled here and there on the bed.

...🌻🌻🌻...

Once in the morning Airlangga had dressed up neatly, he even deliberately asked permission to his office just to meet Puput at school.

The goal is only one, must make Puput want to return home before Hasna comes. Also because ...he misses the girl.

Airlangga even dressed up neatly because he wanted to make Puput impressed on him. He wanted to give his best to the girl of his heart. Even Airlangga has prepared a favorite chocolate of Puput.

"You want to wait for the Foggy Neng, Mas?" ask Bi Juria.

"Yes, Bi." Airlangga is so excited.

"Big really, Mas. Aunt pangling's sample. I want to see a girlfriend."

Airlangga was silent for a moment hearing Bi Juria's words.

Does it look obvious?

"What time, Bi? Well, people can misunderstand dong if so. My guy just wants to pick up a little brother."

Bi Juria laughed a little. He who was no longer young, could only pretend not to know with everything that was happening in this house.

Airlangga parked his car right in front of the Akhtia school gate.

The students who came were not too many, little by little until the clock continued to walk the school students were more and more who came.

The person he was waiting for did not also appear, many times Airlangga looked at his watch. The puput did not come.

The presence of Airlangga attracted the attention of some students, especially women. They whispered to each other with their friends while smiling shyly.

The puput came.

With as fast as possible Airlangga approached Puput with his best friend. From far away, Puput looks surprised to see the arrival of Airlangga.

"Feelings have seen that man, but who has?" ask Imas.

"Yes, I've seen it too, but where?" timpal Saodah thought.

"He's the motorcycle driver."

Imas and Saodah nodded with gaping eyes and mouth.

"No." Puput pulled away Airlangga's hand that held her hand. The pupils were embarrassed because the other disciples were watching them.

"Sir, I want to talk to you."

"Well to go to school."

"Okay, brother wait here until you get home."

"Abang is very afraid of losing customers, until they are very loyal to wait for Puput kelar school," said Saodah.

"I'm Airlangga. Her brother is Fuck."

Saodah and Imas glared at what Airlangga had just said. Airlangga's hand was ignored.

"Abang, um!" The pupil looks upset. He walked away from Airlangga and his two companions while stomping his feet to the ground.

"Snakes, wait!" Imas and Saodah are after their best friend.

"He's your brother? Really anjirrr, know dong."

"Relieve it!"

"Eh, Imas Imas, look back." Saodah pulled his best friend's hand. They both grew shocked when they saw Airlangga get into the car.

"That's your brother's car, Put?"

"No, it's papa's car."

"Stop!" Imas blocked the Escape right in front of him. Stretch out your hands so that your ears can't go anywhere.

"You have to explain everything the same to both of us. that's your brother? Continue ... He brought your papa's car? Put... You're a rich kid, huh?" Imas interrogating Puput.

"You'd be surprised more than this if you saw my brother's car. Huh, ah. Come on in, if you're curious, come home from school come to my house."

"Yeeey." Imas and Saodah cheerfully.

"On one condition, you two shut up and don't leak. What you see later, forget it if you're out of my house, okay."

"Big!"

The three of them rushed into the classroom and laughed. The typical sight of schoolchildren who do not have the burden of the mind of life.

Puput looked at Saodah who was on his right side, then turned to Imas who was on his left. They fell silent while they were in the yard of Puput's house.

"Why are you guys quiet? Come on in," take Airlangga. However, they both were silent.

"Ck, come!" Puput pulled the hands of his two best friends. Dragging the two was like dragging a mannequin statue, stiff.

"Waaaah, your room is nice. It's different from my room, right? You but I can sleep snoring in my ugly house. Even though it is far compared to your comfortable room."

Puput just shook his head while taking a change of clothes for his friend.

"Replace this shirt."

"Wear the house slippers too."

"That means yes, the rich man wears sandals in his house. Not like us, at home with sandals stacked with parents. Ha ha ha." Imas slithering.

"Yes, if the house is clean here, it is also clean. Lah, you're slippers from dipake kebon at home, fortunately not thrown a yaw too."

They laugh.

"Neng, auntie's in." Bi Juria was waiting in front of the room.

"Yes, Bi. Just come in."

Bi Juria came in carrying a tray of food and drinks.

"Well, while waiting for lunch to be ready, you snack first."

Bi Juria put the tray down.

Imas and Saodah look shy. They are also enthusiastic about getting so good treatment, also the food and drinks served make them feel what they have only seen on television.