Love Johanna
Section 3

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 3...

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"Not really, anyway" Reychan said with a small smile. "Cuman ... questions like you earlier, not this first course is intended for me."

"Oh, sorry. Maybe I'm less–"

"That's okay, Johanna," Reychan said as he peeked at the signboard embedded in the girl's breastplate alma mater.

" … Just call me Hanna."

"O, yes .. Hanna. Sorry" said the boy. This time it was a little clumsy. "I'm Reychan. Just call Rey."

"Hmmm, I already know, I know."

"When do we meet?" Reychan pretended to be surprised. "As long as I'm in college, I think we …."

Tukas Hanna was quick before the boy finished his words, "Ah, who doesn't know you in college, Rey?"

"Hhhhhhh."

Hanna took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry if the way I was introduced was a bit impolite," said the girl suddenly. "I shouldn't have wondered about someone's privacy .. including your religion." He was silent for a moment. Sculpting with a blank look towards the row of items on the store shelf. 'Shit, why should I be religious, anyway? Is there no other more elegant way to make chat pleasantries like this? Duh, kok .. ngedadak I so feel all wrong, huh? This guy ….'

"Look easy, Han. There is nothing to be sorry about, really," Reychan said, cursing the girl's daydream for a moment. "It just so happened that when I got out of the mosque, I saw you here. I think ... Kok, kayak often see on campus. It really is, isn't it? That's why I purposely came here." A few moments the two were silent while watching the entire store. "What are you looking for, Han?"

Hanna answered half-thoughtfully, "It's not that important, anyway." He still looks busy looking around. "Let's get a little gift."

"Gift?"

The girl smiled wryly, then continued to say, "Yes."

"Make?"

A soft snort sounded from Hanna's mouth. "My sister" he answered short, then.

"Your sister? Girl or boy?"

"Turkey."

Suddenly there was a small laughing voice beside Hanna. Spontaneous the girl turned. "Is something funny?" tanyanya. Reychan hurriedly changed the face in such a way, then immediately responded, "No. Sorry."

"You don't have any business here anymore, do you, Rey?"

Reychan. A fine sentence that means something else. Especially if you do not ask him to leave immediately, thought the man. It's just the problem, is it related to his attitude just now?

"She, anyway?"

"Shopping too?" hanna asked without looking at it.

"Not."

"Continue?"

"Lunch on."

"Oh ..." said Hanna with round lips. "Yes, already. Why not rush?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"Temen or …."

"Yes, temen."

"Ooohhh ... belom dateng too?"

"There is, anyway."

"Well, continues?"

"Just wait. I guess he won't take me to lunch together, 'that's."

This time, Hanna had to look back for a moment. Observe the figure next to him who seemed to be taking a look at the goods on the store shelf. "Him? Temen or …."

"girls? Your boyfriend?" Hanna's tone of voice slightly surged up.

"Yemen, Han. Dih, it has been said from earlier also .. temen."

"Continue?"

"What goes on?"

"Your victory is Rey!"

"Yes, why?"

"Well, why ask me? Yeah, you asked that cake of yours. He said he was here? Whereabouts? Call or something ..." said Hanna, looking a little short-tempered.

"I belom know her HP number," Reychan replied casually. Of course, this made Hanna wonder. "How's the business, anyway? He said, but he doesn't have his contact number yet. Weird, deh."

The man even cengagas-cengenges noticed the behavior of the girl nearby. Then he continued to argue, "Yaaa .. not strange either, anyway. The guy just met."

For a moment, Hanna glanced and raised her eyebrows high.

"Huh?" The girl's mouth was wide open. "Said that it was temen. How, just met? You mean .. ah!" Suddenly his mind was filled with some unfamiliar questions accompanied by a feeling of uncertainty. 'Hhmmm, I smell something wrong, nih.'

"Why? How, not being driven? You are talking, you know!" said Reychan began to dare to throw joking tones. "Keep dong, Han. He-he."

"Son, ah," replied the narrow-eyed girl who looked stupefied. 

"Why?"

"It's okay."

"There must be something."

"So you know!"

"Need, dong."

"What?"

"Yes, that was .. need to know. Ha-ha!"

Reychan's laughter only went out for a moment. Then stop and change the romance as fast as lightning. Not without reason, because several pairs of eyes around the store, suddenly turned in the same direction. Who else if not for both of them.

"Thankiratin!" hanna said while holding back the tickle of her laughter. It was funny to see the fleeting expression on the man's face.

"You, anyway!" accused Reychan of pretending to be angry and directly teased the girl, "Loh, how come it's me?"

"Whoa," the accusers replied just now. "By your ways ..my ignorant habits become angry. He-he."

"That's basically you, Rey. Hi-hi," said Hanna unconsciously if the style of conversation they both have started to sound normal aka not stiff as earlier. "Eh, said you again awaited your friend? There's looking, deh. Why, just so quiet here, anyway?"

Reychan.

"Still waiting, really."

"Your friend?"

"Let's get a little gift for her sister."

"Me?" Spontaneous Hanna reacted like she was struck by shock.

"Who else?"

"Well?!"

"Cock, huh?"

The girl shakes. He was trying to understand what Reychan said earlier. But his little heart began to suspect that the figure of the friend referred to by the man was himself. How come? Did ya?

"Oh, no," Hanna said later. "I'm starting to understand the direction you were talking about, Rey."

"Which one is my mouth?" reychan asked still pretending to be confused. Though the tickle in his heart had already started jolting amusedly. Highlight the eyes of the man did not want to be separated looking at the figure near him. 'Beautiful girls too. Hi-hi's. Unfortunately, this is ….'

Hanna is back. He won't answer. Worried if his guess missed. Of course, the shame will be accepted later. After all, characteristically, the woman should be able to maintain the image. Time just marked like it melts straight away? At least, if true too, still must be expensive selling support. Pretending to refuse suppose, but keukeuh hope big. 'Forced, dong. That time is bright?' That's how the principle sounds.

A brief meeting and introduction in the middle of Friday, it turned out to continue through its own time. Hanna, a girl of Chinese descent, secretly harbored great despair on Reychan. I don't know what caused the seeds of taste in the heart, but the dipper was also greeted faintly from behind the male's ignorant attitude. Indeed, they have never spoken specific sentences throughout the conversation they often do. But the body languages of the two people are different races and tribes, often revealed without realizing it. The truth is, both hold similar secrets. Might? Seems like.

...SERIATE...