[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 59

The news that Alka and Meira are dating has reached Arya's ears. The man is angry after finding out that Meira had to be in court for three hours inside Arya's workroom. All persuasive moves Meira had put out in front of her papa but the man was still insistent. He doesn't approve of Alka and Meira.

Meira sighed and put her body on the bed. Tonight is Sunday night. If usually the couples will go out to spend time together tonight, then it is different with Meira. The pink-painted girl could only stare at her phone which had been displaying her chat room with Alka.

Since then, his possessive girlfriend has not responded to the spam chat Meira sent this afternoon. After school— delivered Bima—Alka also did not lift a phone from him. Meira bit her nails. Is it possible that Alka is angry?

Trying to think positively, Meira pressed the phone icon in the top corner. First to third call Alka has not answered even though it says ‘berding’ under her contact. Meira tried once more until this time the call had been answered by Alka.

“Why?”

Meira blinks staring at the phone. Alka does not change. That guy's still stiff. “Where are we? How come my phone hasn't been picked up? Hanging out, yeah?”

“Gak.”

Meira's eyebrows furrowed faintly. Be surprised by the very short sahutan Alka. The guy is still stiff, but for the sentence, Alka has often spoken at length to Meira. “Agrid sister, I went home with sister Bima earlier?”

“Gak.”

“Continue? So, the answer is short? Angry, right?”

“Down, open the door. I'm in front.”

It took Meira three seconds to digest Alka's speech. After that he rounded his eyes while upholding his body. “A funny guy, huh! Seriously, angry no?”

“Who is funny? Booth!”

Standing up from her bed, Meira fixes her slightly exposed negligee. “Serious Sister in front?”

“Iya.”

“No lie, right?”

“Iya, Meira.”

“No tricks?”

“Iya, darling. Buru!”

Meira gave a smile and put her phone on the nightstand after Alka decided on a one-sided call. Meira quickly got out of the room and ran down the stairs to reach the main door.

“Be careful, May! Entar fall, toothless, new tau rasa!”

Grinning, Meira turned to walking when she heard Hanin's reprimand in the living room watching the movie. Meira paused for a moment. “Papa where, Ma?" tanyanya looks around.

“Ke Bandung was in a hurry. Said he had a friend who was sick.”

Meira quietly breathed a sigh of relief that made Hanin look at her with raised eyebrows. “You're happy papa left?” hanin's circus.

Meira showed a grin once again. “For tonight, anyway, I guess yes. You see the handsome is in front.”

“Whose mask?”

“Kak Alka.” Meira smiled broadly at the welcome oh ria from Hanin.

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“Tumben to home.”

Meira sat next to Alka after putting a plate containing a special martabak under Alka. Hanin had already entered the room, he said he did not want to disturb ABG's son who was again kasmaran. Meira really loved her mother.

“Gue to come here to run Gilang. She where?”

Meira sizzles resentfully in response to the black hoodie guy with the inscription ‘The Lion’. “In his room!” meira replied a little annoyed.

Alka dropped her eyes on Meira. “Can you callin?” tanyakanya.

Now Meira is really upset. He thought Alka was here because she wanted to meet him. But, once again reality must slap Meira. Alka's looking for Gilang, not Meira.

“Gak. Call me there! Lots of pulses, right?” Meira called out not to relax. His heart was completely hyacinth at the moment with Alka's attitude. As Meira stood up and was about to leave, Alka's pull made her sit back down. Her hair was tucked behind her ears by Alka.

“Anged?” ask Alka. Though he was only joking around just to see Meira's adorable annoyed face.

Meira put her body aside until she was completely faced with Alka. He then advanced his face on Alka until the distance between them remained five inches. “May's face has a happy look, yes?” meira's eyes glared sharply.

Alka chuckled and cupped Meira's face. The natural pink lips of the home-busty girl advanced to make a face duck. “Lepwashin, ih!”

Alka widened her lethargy and brought her face closer to Meira. Her eyes flashed intensely into Meira's eyes which flickered amusingly along with her gradually disappearing chuckle. “Bby?” alka asked, looking at Meira's lips at a glance and then looking back into her boyfriend's eyes.

“Woi, what do you want?!”

The shout coming from the top floor made the two quickly withdraw. Alka breathed a sigh of relief and Meira who lowered her head was embarrassed. It could be at a time like this they were discovered by Gilang. Fortunately, it wasn't Hanin who caught it.

“Why not dilujutin?” tanya Gilang who was already standing on the back of the long sofa in front of Alka and Meira. The black-robed man in black shorts looked at Alka and Meira alternately while smiling.

“Lo come,” sahut Alka flat. Actually, he was also embarrassed by Gilang for almost kissing Meira. But Alka is still Alka. The best expression controller.

Gilang chuckled which slowly turned into laughter as she looked at Meira's reddened face but was hidden with her head down. “Lanjutin aja, bray. I just want to grab a drink, kok.” Gilang blinked his right eye at Meira who looked up at him.

Ignoring the low hiss from Alka, Gilang walked towards the kitchen while still maintaining his coolness. Not yet fully arrived, Gilang spouted his head from the kitchen and middle room barrier door. “But don't take long, yeah. Entar nyokab lo see, married you both.”

“KAK GILAAAANNGG!!!”

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Today Meira did not go home with Alka. Because said Bagus—which he met on the stairs of the first floor—The Lion is no State duty until Alka can not be absent this time. Meira only snorted as she responded to Bagus. Meira believes, the Lion boy's country duty is never far from fights, races or at least partying at night clubs.

Meira's limbs run towards the school bus stop. Whether this day Meira was unlucky or not, Hanin obviously could not pick her up because there was an important client in her mother's boutique. Aryans? His father will only return from Bandung Magrib later.

Meira looked at the white watch on her left wrist and sat herself in the long chair of the stop. Today the stop was also quiet, there were only two, three people who had come to sit near Meira. Whereas usually when Meira passes here, she always sees a bus stop crowded.

Busying herself, Meira switched to playing her phone eliminating saturation. Too busy with her phone, Meira is unaware that there is a black sports bike parked with the driver staring at her.

The unwillingness on Meira's shoulder made her turn to the master. The girl who had nudged Meira sniffed her chin at the driver of the black sports bike.

Raising an eyebrow, Meira followed the direction of the girl. Next, he was surprised. The biker was none other than Samuel who was currently staring at Meira while lifting the helmet glass and smiling sweetly.

Realizing from her shock, Meira kept her phone in her pocket and then stepped away with a small run. For Upin, whose hair is one, Meira doesn't want to see Samuel today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow or maybe forever.

Meira's legs, which were initially running small, slowly quickly, find out that Samuel is following her from behind. The horn sound of Samuel Meira's motorbike did not care until finally the black sports bike took a transverse position in front of him. Meira was about to turn around, but Samuel's hand held him down first.

“Please, Sam!”

Samuel flinching. He took off the helmet with one hand and got off the bike and stood in front of Meira. “I won't be anything to you, Ra,” he said slowly.

Meira doesn't believe it. His fear was always growing when he came close to Samuel. With all my might Meira turned her hand from Samuel. But instead of being missed, Samuel's check gets stronger until Meira gives up.

“You want good?!” meira's current location is far from school until she is free to scream. His usual cheerful eyes now stared intently at Samuel. Meira did not hate Samuel, only she was always afraid of Samuel.

“Go home with me, huh? You weren't picked up, were you?” Samuel took without burden. She seemed to not care about Meira's current frightened face.

Meira nodded quickly. “Gak! I can go home by myself! You are snorting away from here before I shout if you want anything!”

Hearing Meira's threat, Samuel chuckled. According to him, the threat posed by Meira was not scary, but adorable. Crazy samuel? Maybe yes, because people say, love can make anyone lose their mind.

“No need to snack, Ra. No one will believe, kok.”

Meira cursed herself in her heart. Sighing in a rough breath, Meira also clucked and then threw out a gaze.

“Mau, right? This time only.” Samuel is still asking. He put on as much face as possible for Meira to accept his invitation.

Meira looked up into Samuel's eyes. “How can I trust that you won't mess around later?” tanyanya. Could have been, right, Samuel just wanted to go home with him there was a disguised intention?

Samuel was silent for a few seconds before chuckling and scrambling Meira's hair which was immediately pushed aside by the master. “So don't believe you're the same as me?”

“Emang you can be trusted?”

Samuel scratched his brows with his free hand. His other hand is still faithfully holding Meira's hand so that the haired girl in front of him does not run away. “I'll surrender myself to the police if you intend to mess with you.”

Meira's squeaking eyes still suspected Samuel to make the man in a random uniform in front of him gently flick his nose. “Not to be suspicious. Promise will not be anything!” Samuel raised his finger to form a V in front of Meira with his smile.

“Yaudah.”

Can't lie that Samuel's current heart was really happy until his smile widened. Really, if you think so much of Samuel, you are wrong. Because he really just wanted to drive Meira home.

Without them knowing, someone standing behind a mango tree had managed to take a few pictures of Samuel turning sweet on Meira.

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