
Dylan Arkana, former Melody. He was a troublemaker to the point of getting him surrounded by a lot of trouble. Problems are the things that color the white-fog time. His handsome face and his sturdy body make him increasingly held hostage by women in his school. Apart from that, Dylan has a cold nature, except for Bella, his best friend and first love.
Dylan always makes Melody wrong. And that's what made Melody fall in love with her. His complicated love is able to make the reader curious about the continuation of the story.
Asri Aci successfully made an end that is beyond the expectations of its readers. This is why MeloDylan is worth reading to the end. The language used by the author is so light that there is no need to be too twisted to imagine it. I think the ending of this book is hard to guess. Plus the middle of the storyline that managed to make the reader's emotions up and down.
The beginning of my meeting
Previously introduced my name is Reza Dimas Rahmadan, a cute character and likes to organize, aged 17 years and became a student at one of the favorite private high schools in the district of Natar district of South Lampung District of Lampung Province majoring in IPA.
After that I started a chat with the woman to ask for a photo and ask about the woman and little by little I knew who she was. Tomorrow I take her home together and I deliver her home but I have not dared to go straight to her house, then the day I took her back home together and there I ventured to meet her family. Until his house I met his mamah and met his sister, there I began to be close to his family.
It turned out that the kakel was more shy than me since I was no longer indifferent, because yes that's how I am if it's close yes definitely not hesitant even though at first a little embarrassed anyway because of the differences in class 2 years above me. Every time I meet in the street or mosque even want to go to the cafeteria he again eat immediately turn the direction after seeing me, he was with his friend and immediately got up and I was called to sit next to him to eat, he was still embarrassed even did not want to see me for a long time yes want little by little I started talking and chatting with him, the bell rang when the break was over.
Once upon a time my classmate borrowed her face in the mosque and has not been returned and suddenly I took the initiative to return to her class and I permission to enter her class after that I called him to return his face, after I finished her class and her classmates all said that she was in love with her friends and I was a little embarrassed to hear outside the class in class.
The more days of closeness began to intertwine with her at home often chatan even old phone but every in school has not been too much to say anyway just so close.