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LH - 39 - Reminiscents

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SMP Beautiful Flowers.

The handsome man who had dark skin was sitting alone in front of his class. He is Raihan.

The clock shows at 3pm, signifying the lesson had ended half an hour ago.

Raihan is waiting for someone. The classroom door next to it opened. Some students get out of there.

Raihan. He saw the long-haired beautiful girl come out with a tired expression.

He was waiting for that girl.

"Rayaa, come home with me, yeah." Raihan smiled handsomely at the girl.

Rayaa seemed to be thinking, "You're carrying a bike?"

Raihan nodded, "Yes."

She seemed to be thinking, "Alright."

Raihan smiled excitedly. Both went to the parking lot.

During the trip, they did not engage in any conversation. Raihan and Rayaa were immersed in each other's thoughts.

"Rayaa, I have expressed my feelings many times, including yesterday. Have you changed your mind now?" Raihan asked with both cheeks already flushed.

Raya looks sad, I don't love you, Raihan. But I don't feel good if I have to reject you again. Why don't you just give up?

"Rayaa?" Tegur Raihan's.

"Ah? I'm...."

Raihan stopped his bike in front of the mansion where Januaar and Rayaa lived.

Rayaa got off Raihan's bike. The girl looked at Raihan with a sad expression, "Sorry, Raihan. I love you as a friend."

After saying so, Rayaa looked down because I don't know how many times she rejected men as good as Raihan. She felt guilty and felt bad for Raihan. Raihan has always been good to her.

Raihan smiled as he rubbed the girl's arm, "Why apologize? If you don't like me yet, I'll wait for you."

Why not just give up? I don't know why I don't like men as well as you.

"It looks like Januaar isn't home, can you take me to his base camp?" Tanya Rayaa's.

Raihan seemed to be thinking, "What if he gets mad at me? That's a special place for his gang members."

Raya pondered for a moment, "It's okay, if she's mad at you, I'll scold her back."

Raihan nodded his head.

They went to Januaar base camp.

Arriving at bash camp,

Januaar turned his head when he heard the sound of the motor stopping. It turns out her brother is with Raihan.

Some of Januaar's friends looked at each other and stared dislikefully at Raihan.

Raya waved her hand at Januaar. The man smiled as his brother cupped his face like a child.

"You're so naughty, why go back to school before your time? Moreover, you just entered the 7th grade." Tanya Rayaa's.

Januaar smiled, "There's a race."

Some of Januaar's friends approached Raihan. They pushed Raihan's chest.

"Who are you? Why not go straight away? You're not a member here."

Raya looked over, "Hey! Don't do that to my friend! He's already brought me here."

Hearing her brother their boss who was getting angry, they stopped bothering Raihan.

"You go" said Januaar. They passed after getting orders from the boss.

"Sister is in" said Januaar. Raya nodded then walked over to Raihan, "Thank you for setting me up."

Raihan smiled and looked at the back of Rayaa who entered the bash camp.

Januaar watched Raihan. He realized that the man liked his brother.

"You wanna just stand there? Go." Januaar's proposal gets Raihan's attention diverted to her. The man also passed his motorbike.

Januaar raised his eyebrows and went to meet Rayaa.

The girl was cooking fried rice. Januaar sat on the chair while watching her brother from behind.

"Who is he, brother?" Ask Januaar.

"Raihan," replied Rayaa who immediately understood his sister's question.

"Why with him?" Ask Januaar again.

"Since childhood, he and I have been best friends. Maybe you didn't know him, because you were in Italy with papa."

A reasonable answer. As a child, Januaar was born and lived in Italy with his father before his mother died.

After her mother died, Januaar lived with Rayaa in Indonesia, let alone they were quite close compared to the other siblings.

Usually Rayaa would tell Januaar who was his friend. So, Januaar was quite surprised to see her brother befriending a man she did not recognize.

"She seems to like my sister Rayaa." Januaar vividly remembers Raihan's gaze on her brother before leaving.

"Yes, he said it, but I don't love Raihan. I just love him as a friend, that's all." Rayaa serves cooked fried rice.

"Good, I don't like it." Januaar bluntly while grieving.

Rayaa glanced at Januaar at a glance, "Why? He's a good man."

"Yeah, I don't like it anyway."

Rayaa had no intention of debating her sister.

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Regar is in class. He listened to the teacher who was explaining the material ahead. Givar who sat down with Regar, slowly nudged his arm.

Regar.

Givar brought his face closer to Regar's ears, the man also leaned slightly closer to Givar.

"There's a lot of girls waiting for us in the field." Givar looks excited.

"Then?" Ask Regar.

Givar's still in the spirit, "Isn't that fun? They're all 7th graders this year."

Regularly rolling his eyeballs, "I'm lazy to the field."

Givar snorted dejectedly, "Oh come on, Gar."

The teacher has finished explaining the material. Seeing Givar and Regar whispering, Master rebuked, "What are you two talking about?"

Givar and Regar turned their heads without feeling surprised.

The teacher repeated the question, "The two of you from earlier whispered not to listen to Mom explain the material. What are you guys talking about? Volley again?"

Givar shook his head, "No, Mom. We're talking about the material you just explained."

"really? Now explain again."

Regar and Givar looked at each other. However, unexpectedly, Givar explained well.

Regar breathed a sigh of relief.

After the lesson, Regar and Givar immediately changed their clothes. They put on a volleyball jersey and went into the field.

All the schoolgirls shouted boisterously, when they saw the 9th class volleyball team, the pride of Bunga Indah High School, enter the field.

The men who had a tall and newly formed arm muscles looked cool and handsome.

Regar put his proud captain's armband on the arm. He looked so fierce when dealing with his opponent. Intimidating predator gazes.

Today there was a friendly match with another school.

Regar didn't want to come, because he wasn't in the mood. He wants his underclassman volleyball team to advance to the match.

However, Givar was too pushy.

Match starting. Each team has greatness and the points obtained are also not at odds. That makes Regar quite upset.

In the end, the team wins. The completion of the men's volleyball match ended with a man's hands.

Regar and Givar sat on the front bench of the crowd to see the next match. Givar thrust a bottle of mineral water at Rear who looked sweaty.

Regar immediately picked it up and finished a bottle to quench his thirst. His breathing is still irregular.

The princess volleyball team came in. They're from 8th grade.

Regar's gaze was fixed on one of the girls wearing the armband on his arm.

The girl who turned out to be Rayaa looked so beautiful and charming. He looks good passing the volleyball to his friend.

"It turns out women from the 8th grade have greatness too, yes. They're girls, but they can be cool in their own style." Givar did not stop giving a response.

Regar did not respond to Givar's remarks. His gaze remained fixed on Rayaa.

Very pretty, Inner Regar. During his time at the volleyball club, Regar did not pay much attention to Rayaa.

Not only did he notice the shrewdness of Rayaa, Regar also noticed the curves of the girl's body. Moreover, Rayaa looks so sexy with sweat on her face.

Should I do this at a time like this?

Givar noticed Regar's stifled expression. The man laughed then patted Regar on the shoulder, "Stimulated at a time like this?"

Instantly Regar smothered Givar's mouth, "Shut up!"

Givar nodded his head quickly.

"She's pretty too. Do you want her to be the next doll?" Givar asked, after Regar stopped smothering his mouth.

Regularly spread his shoulders, "Come away."

"Lumayan, Gar. It looks like he's still intact." Givar is like a demon teasing Regar.

Inwardly, Regar confirmed Givar's words. It can be seen from the shape of the body of Rayaa which is still good.

Regar was surprised to see Rayaa hit by the ball, making the beautiful girl fall and grimace holding her head.

Givar.

"He made a little mistake when he hit the ball" Rear murmured as he got up from the chair and walked towards the field.

"Hey, Reg! What do you want?" Ask Givar.

Free, the man was already far away and did not heed Givar's call.

Reach out to the referee and talk for a while. Rayaa, who was helped by her teammates, turned to Regar.

What is Regar talking about with the referee? Inner the girl.

Raya knows Rear?

Of course, as a junior at the volleyball club, Raya knows Regar. He even idolized the man like any other girl.

Who can resist the good looks and charisma of a Mahali Regal?

The first time Rayaa liked Regar since she was in 1st grade Junior High, so it had been 1 year that she harbored her feelings.

One year ago,

Rayaa enrolled in Bunga Indah Junior High School. He was delivered by Januaar, his sister.

Januaar is focusing on riding his bike. While Raya sat behind him with a nervous expression.

"Someday, will you go to school here?" Tanya Rayaa's.

Januaar nodded, "I have to look after Big Brother, as Papa said."

Rayaa smiled, "Thank you, my good and handsome brother."

Januaar laughed as Rayaa hugged her stomach.

Arriving at Bunga Indah Junior High School, Januaar waited in front of the gate. He noticed his brother who looked nervous.

"Is there a problem?" Januaar asked as he cupped his two cheeks.

"I'm. I'm just nervous." She bit the bottom of her lips.

"Don't be nervous." Januaar rubbed her brother's hair gently.

She smiled, "Wait, yeah."

The man nodded his head.

Rayaa entered while carrying some documents in her hands. There are many students and students who enroll in the Junior High School. They are with their parents.

Rayaa looked sad.

On the first day of entering Junior High, no parents accompanied him.

He sat down and took a line card.

When her name was called, Rayaa came in and sat opposite the teacher.

Judging from his identification, the teacher's name was Andra. Mr. Andra is a BK teacher.

"Please sit down." Mr. Andra pointed to the chair in front of him.

As the teacher said in front of him, Rayaa sat in the chair. He gave his terms to Mr. Andra.

"Rayaa Geniara Hermawan."

Rayaa nodded her head, "Yes, sir."

"Daughter of Genisa Hermawan's mother. Why didn't you write your father's name?" Ask Mr. Andra.

Rayaa speechless with head down 90°.

Mr. Andra took a photocopy of the family card tucked among other documents.

The man looked surprised, "Emm, alright. No problem, Rayaa."

There was no response from Rayaa.

Mr. Andra took the pen and wrote down the name of his father Rayaa according to the family card.

"Later there will be an announcement to re-list through our website" said Mr. Andra.

Rayaa nodded, "Thank you, sir."

After finishing with the registration, Rayaa exited the registration room. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Rayaa looked at the volleyball team that walked past him. The man with the armband on his arm, plays volleyball like a basketball player.

Rayaa was fascinated to see the man's good looks. The girl narrowed her eyes looking at the volleyball captain's back number.

Number 01, the name is Regular M. At that time Regar was still in 8th grade and he was under the guidance of his upperclassmen.

"Regar.. a cool name." Rayaa mutters.

Since then, Rayaa has loved Regar and likes volleyball. He trained volleyball with his friend Januaar who was an expert in the sport.

Rayaa wants to enter the volleyball club to see Regar up close. He likes men for the first time.

Yeah, Regar was Rayaa's first love.

In accordance with expectations, Rayaa joined the volleyball club. Moreover, she became a 7th-grade female volleyball captain at that time.

He was very happy, because every time there was an extracurricular schedule, he would see Regar training his juniors.

Rayaa could not arbitrarily approach Regar, because many girls also idolized the man. But, Rayaa was quite happy.

Not once, twice did he see Regar kissing a fellow volleyball kid. He was very jealous, but what could the girl do. He realized his position.

After knowing Regar for a long time, Rayaa just found out that Regar is not a good man. He likes to play with women's feelings.

But, the girl still likes Regar, no matter what the reason.

That is one of the reasons why Rayaa does not accept Raihan's love. All this time, only Regar was in his heart.

Rayaa's daydreams were scrapped, as Regar waved his hand in front of Rayaa's face.

The two cheeks of the girl flushed looking at Regar at this close distance. Previously, Regar had never noticed him at all, despite being at the same club.

"You okay?" Ask Regar.

Rayaa nodded her head like a child.

Regularly smiled, "There's a substitute?"

Looking at the Regar smile, the heart of Rayaa was racing.

Is he smiling for me? Batin Rayaa's.

"No, I'll finish it, brother." Rayaa got up while justifying her hair.

Regar pointed at Rayaa's arm, "Give your captain's armband for a while to your friend, you must be dizzy from the impact of the ball."

"But-but...."

"Sit next to me."

The deg!

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September 17th, 2016

Ucu Irna Marhamah's