Joy: A Hope's
Chapter 19: You're Dating?

“Stop, Bang!” exclaimed Joy as soon as they arrived in front of a boarding house.

As per Arga's instructions pull the brake pedal. The motor stopped right in front of the gate. Arga opened the helmet as he felt the movement behind him. Looks like Joy got off the bike.

Arga pulled her hair back while putting the helmet on top of the tank. Arga frowned familiarly with the sight before him.

“True, here is his house?” He looked at Joy with an unreadable face.

Getting a nod from Joy, Arga's gaze again looked into the yard of the house. Two-storey long buildings, mango trees that grow large near the wall fence, as well as vines of greenery almost cover the wall. All of that was familiar to Arga's eyes.

Yes, the boarding house in front of him often he went to, even long before knowing Joy. However, he just found out that his classmate lives here.

“Since when to stay here?” Arga asked without glancing at Joy. His curiosity was unstoppable again. Because during his visit here, not once did Joy's nose appear in his eyeballs. Is it possible that Joy is a typical home-based child who prefers to shut herself in the room?

“A week ago, Bang,” Joy answered accordingly. Joy had just tidied her hair and was a little chafed by the wind during the trip. Joy wasn't wearing a helmet.

Arga's gaze suddenly turned fierce. The man looked relaxed. “Don't call me Brother! I'm not lo.”'s sister Arga commemorates through a gaze.

“But, right, you're a year old from me,” timpal Joy.

“Free a year,” grunts Arga.

Joy smiled ignorantly. “Still, Bang. I've been bothering to take me home,” he said later.

Another audible snort. Arga only responded with a mutter. “Lo from ngerepotin!”

Arga was about to put his helmet back on. However, his hand came to a halt in the air when a hand stuck out toward him. Arga looked at the perpetrator. With a face full of questions.

“Joy,” said Joy introduced herself, answering the confusion on Arga's face.

Arga only glanced at the hand hanging in front of him that was without interest. Then throw away the face while grunting. “Arga,” sahutya cuek.

In fact, Joy already knew the name of the man from her classmates. It's just that Joy is wanting to mince words as a first step to familiarize herself with Arga. From the beginning, Joy was obsessed with being good friends with her friend.

Joy immediately pulled her hand back when she got no response. However, his face still maintained a smile.

Arga has put on his helmet. As it was about to pass, the man honked at Joy. Then, the motor drove fast and disappeared from view.

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A month has passed. Time moves so fast that it is not felt. There was nothing special about Joy for a month of being a new student. In school everything went as normal. Since that day, since Arga drove her home. Joy's relationship with her boyfriend has made progress. Although several times Arga put on a jutek when Joy searched for various advice if she wanted to ditch, or answered in a sharp tone to respond to Joy's words. But at least there is a little progress.

In addition, Joy is also increasingly familiar with Aletta. There is no more confusion between the two of them. More precisely, Aletta with her humble attitude could always melt the atmosphere. A thousand ways he had to make the conversation exciting.

Once upon a time when the clock was empty, Arga caught them both chatting something in class. In the back corner. Their classmates had scattered out of class— with their respective goals—sedari earlier after hearing the news that the teacher who was about to teach in their class did not come.

While Arga himself came out of nowhere. Certainly not far from ditching to the roftoop or to the stall behind the school. During the first hour, Arga was sanctioned by being expelled from class for not doing homework. Instead of being sad or something, the teenager cheered happily to make the teacher and some students shake their heads.

Faintly from where she was standing at the time, Arga heard the conversation of Joy and Aletta.

“Eh, you read noveltoon too?” Aletta was unable to hide the shocked expression on her face.

Joy nodded. “I write too,” he said tell.

Aletta was surprised for the second time. This time, his eyes were round. Aletta's head slightly advanced into Joy's radiation as if in disbelief with her words. “Serious?” and only that one word of hyperbole came out of the lips.

Joy's eyebrow corners twitched upwards. “Why should I lie?” His face was so relaxed as he raised a question back.

Aletta bobbing heads, lips clucking in awe. His wide eyeballs sparkled staring at Joy. “Crazy. Cool, anyway!” praise him with a small applause.

“Cowok read novels, continue writers also ..?” Unceasingly Aletta's lips muttered in admiration.

Joy grumbled while throwing her face away. “Any woman can write? Many men are writers as well, loh.”

Joy's words seem to indicate that Aletta is too exaggerated just because of the fact that one is about her.

Aletta's eyeballs were spinning lazily. “That's not the problem. I know that writer is not just a girl. Writer guy also much,” argue Aletta.

“But, I'm shocked. One of the male writers was all around me. Even we are friends.” Aletta. The sparkle was seen again when her eyeballs met Joy's black bead.

“You exaggerate. I'm just a budding writer who just hatched last year. The quality of my writing is also not how much,” said Joy refuted all the compliments that Aletta made.

“In my eyes, you keep cool!” kekeh Aletta doesn't care. The girl showed off a big smile.

Joy nodded her head. It's up to you, he said in his heart.

“What's account name?”

“Joydev_12,” said Joy mentioned her account username.

Aletta typed that username in her app search. As soon as it appeared, Aletta immediately followed her account.

Arga stayed in place for a while, before stepping up to his seat. Again, Arga stared at the two students in turn as soon as Joy and Aletta realized her whereabouts. “You guys dating?” frontal tanyanya.

The two people looked at each other with a cengo face. Long enough they just stared at each other as if there was a long pause. Then, he looked back at Arga and simultaneously shook his head.

“We're not dating!” disputing Joy firmly.

Aletta glanced at Joy through the tails of her eyes before chiming in. There was dimness in both of her eyes as Joy uttered a denial under the guise of rebuttal. Mixed feelings that cannot be described. “Only ordinary friends,” blur connect Joy's greeting.

Instead of listening to the two men's answers, Arga chose to lay her face on the table. Before long, a soft snoring voice filled the classroom that was filled with silence for a while.

Joy, who was busy with her reading activity, was unaware of Aletta's pale look. I don't know what caused the girl's facial expression to change. However, Arga had a flat look at him earlier.

While with Rani, her neighbor. Joy rarely communicated with him. Maybe because of each other or because of something else. If they accidentally cross paths in the school corridor or at the boarding house, they just greet each other with a smile on each other's faces, then finished.

From what Joy sees, Rani gets closer to the stranger. Not once did Joy meet the two men in the school area with chatter, but several times.

Joy tries not to care, even though she can't. Deep down in his heart was a sense of unwillingness to see their closeness. Call it a stupid Joy because she is not sensitive to her feelings to be able to distinguish that she has fallen in love with Rani, not just amazed. I don't know since when Joy has put her heart on that woman. First love.

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