It's Not Sleep That Makes Me Dream, But You
Chapter 41: The first meeting (Part 1)

[A Year Ago]

I rarely feel in love, but in the past school teams like to easily like the opposite sex. When friends who are in love busy thinking about their dream girl, I am still busy thinking about why Spongebob can start a bonfire in the water. After I researched further, it turned out that it was a fire made of water.

When I hear the news of women who are pregnant out of wedlock, I am always grateful to have been born ugly. Because of my ugliness, so rarely anyone has a crush and does not fall into the wrong thing. In addition, another thing that makes me grateful to be an ugly person is, once someone falls in love, he must be sincere.

After school, every few months there must be a romance drama. Which class children, which grade children are the same. A is the same as B. Z cheats on X, and so on. No exception to the news of students who became pregnant before graduating. If there are students who are pregnant out of wedlock, the news must be immediately uproar, until the news of students who managed to win the national championship, very bad. Yes, that is the result if someone is wrong in looking at love.

When I hear the news of women who are pregnant out of wedlock, I am always grateful to have been born ugly. Because of my ugliness, so rarely anyone has a crush and does not fall into the wrong thing.

In addition, another thing that makes me grateful to be an ugly person is, once someone falls in love, he must be sincere.

I think, so beautiful or handsome people are confused, they do not know who to believe. Because every deketin must be the main alesan because it is beautiful or handsome, lust after all, very rarely anyone who loves his feelings with the heart.

Then, in the dating phase, when the girl goes to her guy "Why do you like me?" the guy will definitely answer with the most cursed answer of all time, which is "Because you're good." Let look as it is, usually the answer will be added with ".you are also beautiful" A few days later, the girl cheated after meeting the same more handsome. Very well turned out.

Of the many cases of "Love not with the heart" the most often I meet is "Love because of the material" is usually more to the girl who is kayak gini. I think approaching someone because what he has is normal for girls, because basically every girl must be matre, but the level of the matter is different. So many of them are easily fall into the wrong way because of chasing material, the basic nature of women is to like the same good things. (I think so.)

I often become a place to confide in friends who are in love. The average girl, guys are just a few. One of them, there is my girl friend who confides about him who is often left behind by men.

My friend is beautiful, but yeah kind of bego' that is. If nyari girlfriend would want the same thing that tajir, end-end in cheating. As I asked the type of guy he was like how, he replied "The hard worker, yan." But I bargained with the building porters, he was angry while saying "Ih.. unclean, mending lo aja there the same building porters, you're a sissy!!" I sometimes get confused with that kind of girl. Why is he not honest if nyari is dirty and cool. If nyari who is a hard worker porters many buildings.

If the guy usually fits in ask nyari girlfriend who like how, he must say "What matters is good." Guys with reasons like this, if he's real honest, usually difficult to find a girlfriend, because the good girl is very rare, like Halley's comet that appears every 75 years.

There is also a good girlfriend but right in bargain same good ugly girl, she does not want. That is human, sometimes what he says does not match what is in his heart.

Even though I have trouble falling in love, it doesn't mean I can't fall in love. I fell in love for the first time at the age of 15. I just got out of school because I like to skip school. Bad habits often skip school, leading me to meet Olivia, someone who makes me love first love.

Olivia is a simple, but cute person. He often wears long sleeves with black-and-white motifs and jeans are quite tight, rather tomboy that person. The bangs that almost covered the eyes, as well as the long hair that was allowed to unravel made it look sweet. His skin was pale white and his eyes slightly narrowed.

In the past, even though I was out of school, I still had to leave the house wearing a uniform but never nyampe in school. The goal is, let the house people do not know that I am actually out.

As long as I don't go to school, I take my uniform off, change my regular T-shirt and spend time on the streets, hang out in obscurity like a badass that disrupts order in the city. Everywhere alone, I felt lonely. Confused about what to do.

I met Olivia at a crossroads, decking out a small bookstore. That time was about to cross 

 heading to the bookstore, I squirm he was wailing in all directions, like a confused person. He wears a long-sleeved black-and-white shirt and slightly tight jeans. After crossing, I went straight into the bookstore, not caring so much about him. My memory of Olivia is rather vague.

When I was busy sorting through the books on the shelf in the right corner of the store room, I suddenly saw Olivia standing in the middle of the store door, ngalangin people who want to enter.

He looked around the room like he was looking for something. When our gaze met, his eyes he somewhat glared at me and immediately nyamperin me with footsteps rather quickly.

"You're Riyan, right?" He said when he was right in front of me. "No school?" Further.

"Lo know me?" I'm confused.

"Yes, yes. We used to be a fitting group jurit malem, you forgot huh?" Olivia held her head, astonished. "Now a few months you haven't seen time' You forgot, huh, yan?"

That time he forgot about her. I find it easy to forget someone, I am not the type of person who makes friends easily.

If I haven't seen it for a long time, I usually miss it.

"Oh.. Yeah, I'd love to, Olivia, right?" I said, trying to smile.

The memory of Olivia is slowly coming to my head. He was one of the members of a fitting group of male events at the school about 7 months ago.

Ngeliatin he who smiles sweetly, at that time the heart has not given any response, still ordinary.

Not long after, Olivia suddenly lowered her head a little, our faces a little closer together.

He turned his face to the left and right like a man who was afraid of being caught helping a neighbor's chicken.

After squirming to the left-right, he spoke in a soft voice, he said "Yan, I'm saying, you want to help me?"

"Seriously?!!" I screamed, half shocked.

"Shhhhh!!" Olivia nempelin her index finger on her lips.

"Slow down!!" He's gregetan. I'm directly diem.

That time again rame news about the kidnapping and molestation of minors, automatically my mind went straight everywhere. I am worried that he will become a victim of kayak kidnapping that is often reported on TV.

Moreover, my grandmother once said that the victims of the kidnapping will later be made material to make a bridge, such as a collision, so that the bridge is not easily damaged or collapsed. I swear not 

really, but bego'nya I really believe it with all my heart.

Seriate...