Childhood Love Story's
Who's your first love?

The bonfire has now flared up in the middle of the field, all the committee that average class Xll busy roll out mats around the campfire.

After dinner and a late Islamic prayer they were scheduled to gather there.

The opening of the pickle has begun, and of course Yuda Pradana opened it.

Continued by the speech by the Headmaster, the prayer for the smooth running of the event was also offered by Hanan always the chairman of the section Rohis who also in the near future will resign.

Rangga was wailing in search of Ara's whereabouts that were invisible from earlier.

" Where is he, shiettt!!! Not see him not yet an hour my heart is already kayak gini.., let alone do not see until 5 years, died young me...." His frown is furious.

" It is your pain, your own decision..." Syndicate Denis.

Rangga and Denis continued to remain tense with each other's mouth and disdain, unaware of the presence of Ara and Hana who had sat in front of the bonfire with the Qur'an in the hands of both.

It turns out that the recitation of the holy verse of the Quran, this time recited by Ara and her tilawah sari by Hana.

When the melodious voice of Ara was heard snaking through his eardrums, with lightning fast Rangga looking for the origin of the sound.

Cool, seeing his bidadari sitting sweetly holding my rehal and chanting the holy verse with his sweet voice, what a joy unmatched.

Rangga looked at him proudly, as if reassuring to himself, he was his best choice.

After the structural event finished arriving during the free event, some of the XII class children on duty tomorrow were busy composing their events, while the guitar and music loudspeakers began to chant.

Even Lenox brings a flickering Disco jumbo lamp to add to the atmosphere more wow.

Enter a game event that is played in turns class.

That is the race stacking blocks, whether it is not lucky or what, just as Ara's turn always falls and falls.

And repeatedly Ara always lost, making Rangga who the committee only get anxious.

" Law..law....law...." Shouted all the students when found the most offense was Ara

" So Ara?, ready to take the punishment?" Ask Yuda.

" Absolutely..." Answer Ara casually.

" What do you want to punish?" Ask Yuda to the audience.

" Joget dangdutan bro.., let it warm..."

" Joget rocking can not Ra?

" A duck if not?"

" What about Ra?"

The mischief of the audience is becoming.

While the young man who stood beside the tent clenched his hands tightly.

" Yes, the pokonya is rocking with aja deh Ra, ready for Ra...."

Ara just nodded and smiled sweetly.

The music began to play and Arapun has prepared in the middle.

🎶 I the princess....The princess sinden pa....🎶

Chequek!!

Rangga turned off the loudspeaker with sharp eyes staring at Ara.

His fist was tightly clasped.

His jaws clenched loudly, all who saw Rangga's anger shuddered in horror.

" Search for another punishment, and you sit down!!!" The impact on Ara.

With great fear Arapun immediately sat beside Hana and Natasha.

" His why?" Ask Hana.

" I don't know..." Replied Ara confused.

Everyone there looked at each other.

" The loser must still be punished, the law of Ara is appropriate but, never you make him sway, or I gouge your eyes..." Said Rangga sadistically.

Mr. Kepsek smiled a little at the behavior of Rangga who was never like this, and of course this is good, meaning Rangga is very caring for Ara.

" Okey guys want to be punished for what Ara is, don't sing, he's the master" Darren said.

" I challenge you to fight Ara "Suddenly said Lenox.

" I know you can martial arts, can I measure your abilities?" Lenox asked with a bow.

Rangga increasingly furious, released from the crocodile's mouth was even grabbed by the tiger's mouth.

" Okay..." Again, Ara answered casually.

Ara was welcome to return to the tent by changing into her karate clothes as well as Lenox.

They are now dealing with each other putting up horses.

The match started, and Lukman was the referee.

Two rounds completed and balanced, Lenox and Ara were both strong. In the initial round they are still both evasive and learn their respective styles.

While Ara's second round was attacking a lot, while Lenox was dodging a lot with meaningless edges, how could he possibly attack the girl who gripped his heart firmly at the moment.

Arriving in the third round, Ara still lost because it was clear that male power was not comparable to female power.

A boisterous and echoing applause. Again, they again had to acknowledge the charm of an extraordinary Ara.

" He can compensate me in 2 sessions, crazy!! this girl is amazing.." Lenox muttered in amazement.

Rangga immediately thrust his drinking bottle on Ara, the beautiful face full of sweat was so beautiful, let alone splashed with moonlight that further added to her beauty.

Rangga was transfixed to look at half of his heart, Ara's lips were wet because the rest of his drink made Rangga difficult to swallow his own saliva.

While Ara looked at him with a confused look, it was indistinctly angry now the rich attention gini.

" Sorry...." Whisper Rangga in Ara's ear, his hands busy wiping the sweat on Ara's face with a tissue.

" Sister does not want you to shake in front of others, but instead make you tired of being rich..." Whisper again.

" Swaying cannot be..." Lirih Ara's.

" No!!! No way, but if it wavers above me I can..." Whisper Rangga with his pervert.

" Aauu..sick baby..." Rangga's screams as a spicy Ara pinch twisted in his stomach.

" Once.., Lili's going to the tent to change clothes..." Said Ara and rushed towards the tent.

"Let's come back here again..." Shouted Rangga staring at the back of Ara that passed from his presence.

And was only taken by Ara without looking.

Ara who felt stifled, she walked straight as she passed her tent and headed towards the river.

Slowly Ara walked down the riverbank and down. Relaxingly sitting on a rock. The removal of a safety pin on her hijab, and splashing her face with water.

Then wash the skin of his body that feels sticky.

The gurgling sound of the water made him fall asleep, and closed his eyes enjoying the gentle breeze of a shahdu night. A huge moon perched in the glittering sky full of stars

" MashaAllah....." His words glimmer in admiration for the beauty of the gift of the Supreme Lord.

Suddenly the wind blows through the hijab that has not been attached to the safety pin..

Plung...

And falling into the water, long hair fluttered in the wind, covering a part of Ara's face that was looking down on her hijab in the water.

A pair of eyes stared in amazement without a blink of beauty presented in front of him.

His chest was pounding like the drums of war he had been beating.

" Lailia..., Masha God....." Whisper to himself.

" he.....Lilies...Lilies..." The voice of Rangga's call made Ara aware of her focus on finding her hijab.

Rangga shone his flashlight around.

How surprised the young man was when his flashlight shone on a familiar figure in the river.

" The girl really..." Angry umbatnya.

Rangga immediately ran towards Ara and immediately took off his jacket.

He hurriedly descended into the river and covered the crown of the charming Ara with his jacket.

" You're a fool or something!!!" Snarl Rangga again.

" hi..Lili was...., jil.jilbabnya fell...there.." Ara spoke stammeringly, in addition to her feet had been very cold because it was too long in the water also because of the shock with the clasping of Rangga who bertubi.

Seeing her girl just looking down Rangga realized something.

Astaghfirullah.I snapped at him again...

Rangga rubbed his face rough.

" Sorry darling, brother has yelled at you again, forgive brother.., hupp" Rangga immediately lifted Ara in his cradle and brought her out of the river.

Ara tightened the handle of the jacket on her chin.

" Why didn't you go to the river say, sister?" Rangga's voice sounded flat and cold.

" Lili's sultry and sweaty, so Lili---"

" Yes, change clothes, and hurry to the fire, it's warm.."

" Want to wait or what, baby?" Ask Rangga again.

" Live up..." Ara answered, entering her tent.

The cheers from the students surrounding the campfire made the cold night turn into a warm and relaxing night.

" Okay guys..the more fun the night, right?" Yuda Shouted.

" Okay, at the suggestion of the Principal this time the session was filled about Who's your First Love we..yuhuuuuuu, who would agree to this?" Yuda Shouted.

" Euhuuyyyy.agreed..agreed..." Shouts of enthusiastic students.

Yes at their age everything that smells love-lovean must be something really. Never short the story, because it's always going to be long along the way of memories and it seems like the Headmaster knows that.

The first time that tells about who the first love is Mr. Headmaster himself.

And it turns out that Mr. Kepsek's first love is his current wife.

And continues on the affected teachers shake his name.

And how surprised they are that Mr. Lukman's first love is his own student, precisely alumni of SMU Bhakti. But for one thing they are not fooled.

The story gets more exciting by continuing to shuffle the random names selected. And now the name Denis is.

Denis looks a little uncomfortable when he is presented with a microphone.

" Emmm..who is it?" Ambiguous Speak.

" Remember guy's.must be honest..." Yuda said again, when he saw the doubt in Denis' eyes.

" Playboy like he loves her everywhere "Sindir Natasha with sewot, somehow she feels nervous to know who Denis first love is.

Denis seemed to take a deep breath as he opened his mouth.

" His name is Naka....Runaka Maheswari.., my first love, when I was second grade Junior High.."

Rayya, Rangga and Vino were shocked beyond measure. They are certainly very familiar with Runaka Maheswari, the daughter of the principal of their Junior High School.

" Him.., my first love....Runaka was dead before we knew each other, my love was gone and never reciprocated..." Sneaky Denis..

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

" Ngenes is also the playboy's life story that rancid.." Rayya's whisper and is nodded by Vino.

The tense atmosphere returned warm after a roll of paper by the name of Lailia Nafesaa Antara fell.

" Yuhuuy.definitely brother Rangga nih..." Shouted some disciples cheering..

" To be honest with Ara...." Yuda reminded me again.

" It's definitely Rangga ..." Shouted Sasti ma'am.

" Range...Stifling...Stirrup...".The choir of the audience simultaneously.

" No!!!, not him..." Answer Ara firmly.

Suddenly the boisterous atmosphere turned tense for an instant. Their eyes instantly stared at the lowered Ara.

" No.., not Rangga's brother...." His gaze glazedly fixed on Rangga who lowered his head.

Degh!!!

Rangga squeezed his chest in pain, all this time he thought he was Ara's first love.

" It does not mean papa!!, we know the first love of a princess is her father.., this is the first love other than papa..." Yuda reminded me again.

" No, it wasn't them, it wasn't Rangga's brother, nor was it papa..."

Rangga looks down and hides his tightness.

" I loved her long before I knew her.."

" He will always be next to my heart, next to mine..."

Those who were there were glued, putting an ear on Ara's words.

" He was always with me from a long time ago, he was everything to me, with him I shared everything..."

Hana is connected to Ara's words. He immediately turned on the video on his phone and sent a live broadcast to the Al Ghifari family group.

" He loves me not even in this world..."

Rangga ngenes is amazing, that's how much love Ara is besides her.

Great curiosity had already deeply gnawed at his heart, causing such a great tightness.

The gama?

Hanan?

Marvel is?

Akkhh shhitt.

Shouted Rangga's heart.

" My first love was named...." Ara hangs her uncapa.

Makes the audience more crowded and unable to breathe...

Seriate......