Dear, My'Eve
RELIGIOUS FIGURE

The bell that sounded made the atmosphere of this school building become boisterous, the students who immediately burst out of the classroom like a herd of sardines towards the flow home at the school gate, the crowd adds to the already hot weather.

"Spirit Ai! We support 1000 percent!" Ayu and Retno hugged Aisya with a bag that had been carried in the back. In their second year of school, they, the hijab girl consistently stuck her name in the list of students who could potentially be a representative of the school in the event of OSN (national science Olympics) or now called KSN (national science competition) between High School, or the school, although in the previous year he fell at the city level.

"I will slip your name every time I do'a worship the same Sang Hyang Widi," said Ayu, the difference in belief between Komang Ayu and Aisya-Retno does not make the three mock each other or bully, he said, but the three are friendly and respect each other.

"Aamiin, thank you Iangkuhhh!" Aisya drew her wide smile.

"Try saying that to Ernest, Ai!" retno's laughter succeeded in making Aisya dim her smile and thaw.

Retno laughed at Aisya's change, "they may have been Ret!" Ayu hatch.

"Hopefully this year will not fail again to enter OSN-P yes Ai, so later have a channel to a favorite university, dapet various gifts as well, let me splash!" then Ayu laughed.

"Amijin!" by Aisya and Retno.

"But the wealth has a tough rival again Ai, I'm horrors Ernest tuh pinter too, especially at first he was in the category of Physics, but it turns out that dapet tough competitors until finally down to Astronomy..."

"Indeed if you see the same attitude of silly behavior, pole of disbelief if the gus is smart, but see the fact that the name gus entered since last year the pole was forced to believe," said Ayu nodding believing her words.

"Trust me anyway, he is the son of an influential person," Retno replied in judgment.

"Hey, don't judge book from the cover sistahhh, not everyone's genius appearance must be an aquarium," Aisya replied with a crisp laugh.

"Asikk, defend it!"

"Ha-ha-ha!" both of them laughed.

"Si Aisya ni, rarely talk but once talking directly make a membrane! The aquarium counted fish," Retno laughed. The three separated near the intersection of the hallway, while the two friends went straight home considering the invitation was waiting, Aisya chose to enter first into the school mosque, and then he went to the school mosque, as he rolled his eyes towards the pink clock on his wrist.

Ernest was already in the hall with the children who were on the OSN team, still uncertain as they had not passed the school-level selection round.

Ernest dizzy looking for another smart figure among the smart children who netted the school, but he has not found it entering this room.

"All are present?" tanya Pak Wage counts the number of students who have received calls from their respective homeroom.

"Sir, Aisya XI MIPA 1 is not here yet..." Ernest interrupted.

"Aisya was a permit to perform dzuhur worship first sir," said Gibran embraced Nistia.

Ernest admitted that Aisya was a religious girl and that it was important, whether any beliefs were held, in contrast to him who was not a religious servant. Actually his belief also has a rule of worship time is quite intense although never obliging, especially Ernest is a critical and realistic young man, sometimes he was hesitant with his own beliefs, for life....as long as he had the confidence that came from his parents and even his great-grandchildren, he never saw what kind of life-giving God was? Does the Power exist? What he often does is give praise, carry out all the commands contained in the book, go to the house of worship and complain all the problems of life to the God who he thinks is manifest. But Aisya? Who is he prostrating to? What kind of Supreme Being does Aisha believe in?

"Assalamu'alaikum.sorry to be late sir, ma'am." that soft voice was like an oasis in the middle of the desert, soothing.

Ernest's smile expanded exactly the crackers were hit by the hot oil when the figure of the angel was present, either the charm or the pellets that Aisya wears to make an Ernest with an adventurous spirit and all the turmoil of his teens can not turn away from Aisya.

Hay girl, try to tell me what your name is in a store? Then I'll spend all my savings just to buy you....

That Aisya, what should Ernest say?! Having an essential beauty behind the hijab she wears.Its shameful, covering what is an honor, the crown of a woman with a piece of cloth. Isn't that too arrogant? Or is he who doesn't know how to preen.

There are not many make up products that Aisya wear like Caroline, the girl.every well-known makeup product especially if the brand ambassador is world-class, he just ordered and used. But it was as if the world's rarest and sweetest flower honey was splashed entirely on this girl. Ernest was still confused, there were still so many beautiful girls around him who were even willing to beg for his preteli spare part until the level of Caroline who was famous for the most beautiful, rich, well-known girl with her family, certainly seiman. But Aisya.face and all the actions of the silent horn as if like a magnet for Ernest.

Ernest stood up from his seat welcoming the idol.

"Aisya, where are you from? I was waiting for you from earlier?" his grimness revealed neat teeth with one shuffled tooth on the right, making this young man even more handsome looking from any side.

The sudden ripple of water with dozens of goldfish made Aisya stare.

Instead of answering he just went straight into the hall past Ernest and took a seat that he thought would be far from Ernest's chair.

Ernest chuckles at the rejection, but the more Aisya refuses the more she is challenged.

Throughout the technical lighting session of this OSN selection Aisya pay close attention to Mr. Wage and Mr. Beautiful who are talking in front there, even occasionally he recorded the time, technical and all sorts of bad tekteknya, he said, while Ernest prefers to pay close attention to Aisya.

Aware of the intense gaze from someone, Aisya just escaped her tired breath, "Ernest, the young man was willing to let go but it turned out that he was wrong.

Mr. Wage looked at the students in front of him and found one student who had been smiling for himself like a jin ivritss, is this hall haunted?

"Ernest, anyone want to ask?" asked Mr. Wage, all their views were compactly staring at Ernest who was still chin-backed staring at Aisya including Aisya himself.

"Hay prettykk!" greeting Ernest grinned the horse waving at Aisya who was instantly flushed red and turned his face back the other way.

"Ha-ha-ha! Crazy definition because you are Nest, accept or shah Kasian!" seductive one of my friends.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Without the command of the other students calling for it, making Aisya scowl annoyed to vent it by doodling the last page in her book, timidly!

"Hey! Oye! Why is it a gini storm?!" ador bu Indah. Ernest finally woke up from his daydream.

"Ernest, are you daydreaming? Wash your face! So if the break was not snack until fullness, so the clock is just sleepy, slacking!" reprimand mr. Wage.

"Thong sir, I was aware of it as consciously as possible.I just saw the gift of God again." he replied.

"Huuuu!" they were boisterous again.

"Ampun da! Not going to be the real name of Ernest mah sir, wonder me.botak pinter but his behavior gini," scolding ma'am Indah.

"Genius is a different thin sableng yes Nest?" laughter Gibran.

"Gue sableng, you idi.ot. I'm afraid there's an alesannya.because Aisya.." her smile was full of meaning.

"Woahhhhhh!" cheer them.

"Eahhh! It's noisy!" reprimand mr. Wage.

Aisya increasingly shriveled so as big as a grape seed.

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