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About Radika

"It's late in the afternoon, let me drive you home." I said to Radika.

He got up from his seat and followed me from behind, this time I took Bass and joined him.

"why shut up?" ask me a little scream.

"Just amazed at you, the woman I don't think can't what turns out to be very good at driving."

"We're friends, right?" ask me back.

"Sure, then why?"

"want to see my show play music? if you want to come to the cup cafe, tomorrow after school I'll make music there."

And at once he got down from Bass, and he answered and accepted my offer.

"I'll come after school, I'll watch your music show."

Then we parted, I passed Bass at a moderate pace, really today I forgot my anxious time.

Radika Putra Mahendra's.

I am Radika Putra Mahendra, I am often called Dika, a few months ago I met a woman, simple, with shoulder-length hair, nose is not too sharp, her thin cheeks and pure white skin, if a woman her age wears make-up, she is beautiful with a look without her make-up.

I am Radika, a broken home child, my parents separated, my father in Japan while my mother in Indonesia with my sister, I live in a friendly manner, I have a lot of friends, but I don't have any happiness there, they always demand me to look fancy and not myself, I'm not a trend-following guy or anything.

I was patient enough with what people around me said, about the divorce between mom and dad, or even because I should always be the number 1.

But I don't know their reason for that, and I gave the medal to Micah too because Micah needed it more.

Honestly, Micah was a person who started to mean something to me, maybe by being his friend I could slowly get him, a person who was always cheerful even on painful days.

I heard everything he said on the day I gave it to him, about his life his anger at his father, his mother who left even the older brother he loved.

I know all about Micah, from the blog that's always been his vent.

Micah is a closed person but he describes his disappointment through his writing on his blog.

If it is said that I have fallen for Micah, perhaps even though we have just met and become friends I guarantee, Micah will be the best in my life.

Micah, Micah and Micah are the only women who can make me smile and change the way I look at the world.

I'll wait until you can fall in love with me Micah.

Tok... tok.. my room door was knocked, it turns out that Ersa, my sister, she came with a tray of medicine and also food.

"Time to take your medicine."

"Ersa, aren't you tired of delivering it all for me?"

"I don't want you to get sick, so eat, take your medicine and get some rest."

I lazily put it all in my mouth alternately.