YOU'RE MY LITTLE FAIRY

First Love

"Still, Bang. " said Widuri slowly after Satrio stopped at the place that Widuri pointed.

"What time's it?" ask Satrio then.

"Jam nine." replied Widuri without enthusiasm, making Satrio astonished by the sudden change in attitude of Widuri.

"Why are you, manyun? Groggily?" ask Satrio meledek.

Widuri just nodded slowly.

"Spirit! Bring your college's good name" said Satrio cheering.

"Udah get in there! I'll pick you up here. The spirit!" satrio said again.

"Not to be picked up, Bang. Don't bother. Later I ride ojol aja." reject Widuri still with no spirit.

Even Satrio saw the girl was trying to hold back her crying, but Satrio chose the temple not to know, rather than increasing the mood of the tomboyish girl

It could be dangerous to fight later.

"Ntar if the application is still an error again that you also call me again to be picked up. Same thing." said Satrio.

"Yes already. I will wait to get you picked up. Thank you, Bang." said Widuri still without spirit despite trying to laugh embarrassedly.

"Yes. I go home first, I want to take a shower" Satrio said, giggling.

"Have you not taken a shower?!" exclaim Widuri.

"Not yet! Just wanted to take a shower you called earlier" said Satrio quickly.

"Wid, let's go inside! " the call of a man from the direction of the entrance disperse their chatter.

"I'm going in first, Bang. Ati-ati came home" said Widuri as he rushed a small run leaving Satrio who also then put the bike back home.

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"Why is my heart worship, Sat? It was sad that his face from this morning." asked Lukas to Satrio as they were enjoying Padang rice with omelet in the gazebo in front of their office.

"From last night to be exact." replied Satrio casually.

"Kok you know he's sad from semalem? She's keralem confiding in you?" ask Luke with full attention.

"No." answered Satrio briefly then again bribed his nasi.

"Trus, do you know where he's sad from?" ask Lukas curiously.

"So good thing he's the same as me."

"Uhuk....! Uhuk.....!" the rice that was almost swallowed now spilled out of Luke's mouth and nose when he heard Satrio's reply.

His eyes glazed with glass because of the heat of the nose due to rice Padang wrong path.

"Okay of the time! To his surprise." said Satrio, chuckling indifferently at Luke's suffering.

"You dating?" luke asked after swallowing a few sips of his sweet iced tea.

"No!" satrio replied casually.

Luke seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why is that a relieved kayak? Kayak who will marry you." said Satrio.

"Yes, at least I don't have to endure the pain if she doesn't date in front of my eyes. If you make my eyes and heart miserable and languish together." said Luke with a whimper.

"Move on that's why....."

"Again in this effort!" luke's quick words.

"Don't you make him sad?" ask Lukas nudu.

"Where is that? I did not say anything about him either." denied Satrio quickly with a face does not accept being a suspect for the sadness of Widuri.

"What did you guys do last night?" ask Lukas curiously.

"He had a match at UNY but his motorcycle tire leaked in front of my complex.he called for nitip. motor because it did not hunt if he had to wait for the motorcycle tire to be in order."

"Trus asked your anther to the game?" guess Luke.

"No. He was a bull but couldn't get it, so I offered to help him. On the way up, he was still OK in his mood. But as soon as the goal, down from the bike, it was ugly that his face. The feeling all the way I didn't say anything about him."

"Your mode?" guess Luke with a suspicious look.

"No! I can't have a crush on a tomboy" Satrio said at last.

"Why?" ask Lukas curiously.

"My brain is also tomboyish. I felt like I had a crush on my mother." replied Satrio with a grin that was greeted by Luke's ringing laughter.

"You like spoiled girls, don't you?" ask Lukas. Already changed the chat theme.

"Not really. I like girls who are independent, sporty, but still seem to be on the feminine side." Satrio explained.

"Your mother?" ask Lukas curiously.

Satrio just put his shoulders and threw his gaze at a pair of geese who were taking shelter under a mango tree that was beginning to bear fruit across the gazebo, in the garden in front of their office.

"Noni-Noni or ukhti-ukhti?" lukas asked again, when he was waiting for a voice from Satrio but the guy even seemed to be pensive.

"Ukhti-ukhti..maybe.." answered Satrio hesitantly.

"Did it mean anything?" shoot Lukas.

"Not yet." replied Satrio while chuckling.

"Can you answer ukhti-ukhti earlier?" asked Luke suspiciously.

"That's not what I mean either. If noni-noni is identical that smells girly and branded and make-up, less material clothes and the like. But what I want is still looking at the girl side, but not very girly that you know. It looks sporty but sweet and not pretentious" said Satrio with a look of laughter.

In his imagination in front there is clearly a figure with sneaker shoes tosca, a knee-length tunic and small folded pants on the bottom until the cream color socks are slightly visible, also the gently waving tip of the hijab chimed in her wide and steady footsteps leaving her stunned.

Who her? Mom*tristan.

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There is no one else but him at the moment. Until he felt a bit free to lay his slim body.

His face was deliberately faced against the wall so that no one would know if his tears would trickle again.

Maybe this is what I call heartbreak. It turns out that it really hurts and is able to destroy the mood.

Widuri grimaced sad and embarrassed.

He even broke his heart before knitting love.

Yes, because all this time his love was one-sided.

He who loves that guy without daring to show let alone declare.

Her first love was in second grade Junior High.

At first, he only knew the name of the guy like his class.

Then he knew that he lived not far from his house because the man sometimes bought yellow rice sold every morning by his mother, even now although not as often as they used to school.

But only that.

Chitchat? Until this moment never.

At best the guy just a glance at him, then will smile thinly when Widuri smiles first at him.

The only conversation was the longest period of Junior High, when the boy found him sobbing in the corner outside the school warehouse.

"Why you?" asked the man while still standing looming in front of him who was leaning against the wall and was busy wiping away the tears that were breaking never going to stop.

Widuri looked at the guy with a very sad look.

"Is there something you want to do? But I don't think there's a bad boy who wants to miss this school." murmured the guy again.

"Need help? If I just want to cry, I go." said the guy looked back at Widuri who seemed hesitant to say something.

He was worried that the reaction of the guy was like his friends in the class who instead blamed him for not saving well his money and some even ignored his panic because of the money to pay his three-month SPP that had been waiting raib from his bag..

Widuri obviously panicked because she couldn't possibly dare tell her mother that the money was gone.

He could not bear to see his mother's sad face.

Moreover, Widuri knew that the money was borrowed from RT association cash which was loaned to members of the association.

That's money his mother owes.

"If I can help, God willing I help" said the man, still patiently waiting for him to speak.

"My money to pay SPP three months is gone. I can't tell my mom that it's gone" said Widuri, crying again, but then quickly wiping off her tears.

"Why not tell your mom?" ask the guy to calm down.

"My mom must be sad. The money was hard my mother was loud" said Widuri, looking down deeply and then back sobbing.

The guy was silent and did not react.

"Attent. You wait here. Don't go." said the guy then rushed away.

"Wait a minute!" exclaimed the guy - because Widuri looked at him confusedly - then ran towards the classroom.

Widuri was confused by the man's behavior.

Why would he tell me to wait here?

Before long the boy was seen running back towards him.

"This. Just wear. Don't make your mother sad." said the guy while extending some money to Widuri who was even glued to look at the guy.

"Getting school. We're going in this" said the guy still holding out his money.

"But I'm late to pay SPP three months" said Widuri slowly.

"I knew. You said that. It's enough to pay SPP three months" the guy said.

"But I'll be back for a long time." said Widuri again with an anxious look.

Really, he was greatly relieved when the guy reached out for his help.

At least his mother shouldn't know his bad luck today.

At least he didn't make his mother sad.

"Not to be returned. The important thing is tomorrow you have to be more careful if you miss anything. Let alone your mother's gift." said the man calmly.

Widuri stared in disbelief at the calm but very sharp-eyed guy.

"Take it! I have to go back to class" said the man, extending his money back.

"Thank you very much" said Widuri back in tears with her outstretched hand accepting the gift.

The man nodded slightly, then turned to leave her.

"I will try to reverse this money." exclaimed Widuri with a smile.

"No need. Pay with caution and love you to your mother" said the man then hurried to leave her half-run.

And from that day on, the world of Widuri only contained the name and face of the boy.

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How...gimana.....have started a hurry to know who it is? 😅

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