
It's still raining outside. Syahdu wanted to go back to the hospital but could not. Wicak had offered to take her home, but Syahdu refused because her fever was still high, even wanted to take her anyway.
Syahdu glanced at the clock on the wall of Wicak's room. It was 9pm and it was raining very hard. He's been stuck there for three hours.
He sits quietly in front of his laptop. Even though he was sick, he still wanted to finish his script a little more.
Shahdu looked at the man's face. Handsome, people used to say that Wicak was charismatic. To the extent that the way he spoke made many women like the man.
It was also one of the reasons Syahdu liked it. Just like any other girl, Syahdu likes a calm character and a pleasant speaking style.
Syahdu remembered the old days. One day, he just got out of class after the school bell. At that time, Syahdu had a fight with one of his classmates who mocked him as a child prostitute. He got scratches on the cheeks to the neck. Red and sore, but Syahdu did not care because he was hurt.
Wicak is walking in the opposite direction to Syahdu. Suddenly the man stood in the way of Syahdu. Then pointing at the cheeks that are red due to the scratches.
"Be converted before going home." Said suddenly.
Syahdu did not answer. He moved away so he could continue his path. But again Wicak shifted, blocking Syahdu's move. Though not knowing each other, but the man was even pretentious. Yes, at that time Wicak was famous because his name was always called as an accomplished child. Not to mention his handsome face made him liked. Syahdu also only knows his face and name. But there's no feeling at all. Especially the 3rd class and 1st class Syahdu at that time.
Wick pointed a tire on his shoulder. There's a red symbol like a plus sign there. "I'm the PMR chairman. Come with me now."
Syahdu would not follow him from behind.
"Sit there." Said without looking. He took out a medicine box in a UKS room cabinet.
Syahdu sat down and let Wicak treat his wound. Perih, but Syahdu kept it so that he could quickly leave.
"Little fight. How big it will be."
Syahdu immediately rewinded his head when Wicak applied the medicine. The man's eyebrows shriveled because Syahdu avoided.
"If you don't know anything, you have no trouble talking!" Tukas the girl then left just like that.
So was that time. Syahdu who was reluctant to hear the insinuations of his friends chose to sit quietly near the warehouse. But he met Wicak instead.
"Ngapain there?"
Syahdu was surprised to find Wicak standing nearby who was again crouching. The man was neat with an Junior High uniform and tie, his hands in his pockets, staring coldly at Syahdu.
The girl sighed when she found another Wicak coming.
"That's nothing." The answer then went. Don't want to deal with him.
Remember it's funny too. How Wicak can always be there when Syahdu is in trouble, even until now. Then, no matter what courage haunts Wicak, no wind and rain, he shoots Syahdu. Though their relationship cannot be said as a person who is making an approach.
Although Syahdu finally accepted and their relationship was reviled by many people. While in High School, Syahdu followed Wicak's path to the same school, until the man graduated acceleration and successfully completed High School in two years.
"Bored, huh?"
Wicak broke the Shahdu reverie. The girl smiled, then shook her head slowly.
Wicak closed the laptop, then sat down near Syahdu. "Sorry, there's nothing in my room."
"Ngga. I'm bothering you here anyway."
The lizard laughed softly. "Disturb what? I'm glad I finally got a gini company."
Syahdu was also pleased. Moreover, you can do activities together such as eating and watching movies.
Wicak leaned his body against the wall next to Syahdu.
"Tomorrow I have to go to college."
"But my brother is still sick."
"Tomorrow my guidance lecturer was present. So, I don't want to pass on the opportunity. All the green table lists."
Syahdu. "Green table? Meaning hearing?"
Wicak.
"Sister of the trial? That means it's over, dong, the script?" Tanya Syahdu enthusiastic. Because yesterday-yesterday Wicak said that he asked for a few months to complete the script and they could run away together.
"Yes. Fortunately everything went well and-"
Wicak held back his sentence because Syahdu suddenly just hugged him tightly.
"Finally done." Say the girl. He felt the way to go was easier.
"Yes. It's also because of you. I'm working day and night so I can design this." The boy tucked Syahdu's hair behind his ear. "Thank you, yeah."
Syahdu nodded happily. "If so, you must recover so that tomorrow you can register a trial, yes. Uh, trus, if you're on the list, when's the hearing, brother?"
"Ne also know. Usually waiting for participants is sufficient. At least a week or two."
"That's great, yeah, you."
"Bangat. I also want to see brother use toga."
Wicak ruffled Syahdu's hair in relief. "Yes. I am also impatient. I hope everything goes well, yeah."
"Alleninnn.." Shahdu answered quickly, then they both laughed.
Standing up, he picked up something in his bag hanging on the wall.
He handed some paper to Syahdu.
"What is this, brother?" Ask the girl.
"The village we're going to."
Syahdu immediately noticed the picture of the village in the picture that Wicak gave. The village looked so beautiful under the foot of the mountain.
"The village has not yet entered electricity and HP signals. The residents are also just walking. Going to a small town to call or send a letter is 3-4 hours away. How, you want to?"
Syahdu. To him it doesn't matter. "How many hours drive to this village, brother? If there's no vehicle, how are we gonna get there?"
"Vehicle anyway, there is. But not much. Usually, if you want to go to the city, just take a motorcycle. From that small town we had to rent transportation. To get there, it'll take 24 hours by bus."
"Ladies. Very long."
Tortoise stroking soft Syahdu hair. "If you agree, brother will immediately tell you the same older brother whose family still lives there. For work too you don't worry, it's a small matter."
Syahdu nodded. If Wicak has planned all this, it means he really wants to continue with Syahdu.
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Arga came home in a wet shirt. Since then he has been sitting in a car waiting for a reply from Syahdu. But the woman's phone is inactive.
"Argha. You just got home?"
Margaret's voice made Arga turn towards the living room. There was Julia and.. Soraya's. Arga sighed to see the presence of the woman.
"Darling, come here for a second. Somebody wants to talk to me."
"Arga's tired, mi." He answered while walking towards the stairs.
"Alexander, come here now!" Julia's stern voice made Arga unwillingly go into the room.
She stood there, waiting for what her mother wanted to talk about.
"Soraya needs to talk" (Soraya wants to talk)
Arga threw out a face. He stared at Soraya.
"Yes, Ga. You can talk, no.."
"Yuda hurry!"
"We're there, yeah. Just a little, okay." Soraya walked towards where she meant, lazily Arga followed her.
"Pocket." Urge Arga shortly after Soraya stops at the small garden of the house.
"Well, I'm meeting tomorrow night. He wants to see you for dinner."
"Gue's busy."
"Could. If you refuse, your papa will come here."
Arga looked at him dislike. His eyebrows until fused to hear the threat of Soraya.
"I'm not lying. Your own father called me. And. about that girl, aunt Julia, and Oma, you don't know if she was born of a prostitute." A small smile appeared on Soraya's face.
Arga doesn't understand how Soraya knew about it. But if it has come like this, it means Soraya really targets Syahdu as a bait.
"Where yes, if they know it turns out that the girl who is liked by children is just this wayang origin is not clear. Who's father?" Soraya shook her head. "Nobody knows."
"You know what to threaten me like this!" Tukas Arga started to be angry.
"Are you a threat?" Soraya laughed a little. "I'm just finding a way to share the benefits for both of our parents."
Arga stepped forward to close her body to Soraya until she retreated and slammed the wall behind her. "So until my parents know about Syahdu, I will ngabisin lo." Arga's fiery eyes looked at Soraya with hatred in her heart.
"I'm not that bad, really. I just want you to help us surf our parents' business. So, don't forget to come tomorrow, yeah." Soraya smiled sweetly, then passed by Arga just like that. He hummed ria. In his heart happy because it managed to make Arga not warty. Tomorrow, Arga must have come to see his father. Of course with a sweet banquet while talking about the engagement.
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