
"Oh, you feel weird, don't you think?" Sasha and Ayna eat in the cafeteria. Now it's a second break. They did not have time to eat at the first break because they had to help Melodya.
"What a weirdo?"
"Yes very strange. I mean Melodya. He's hiding something not from us? I'm not a nethink, I just feel how it is."
"Gue has been feeling a little weird lately. She's rarely with us, isn't she? But I don't think too far, we already know him. Melodya will tell you if there's anything. If there's something, maybe he doesn't want to tell us anything yet. Everyone has privacy, right?" Ayna answered him casually. He had only known Melodya when MOS class X compared to Sasha who had known Melodya since childhood. But due to some similarities in nature, Ayna was able to understand Melodya.
"Yes anyway. BTW, how am I supposed to be nethink her to Nathan huh? Lo realize no, lately Nathan often came to Melodya and they seem to have known each other so, proof they both often chat. Don't-don't they both backstreet?!" Melodya's best friend this one is in her late twenties and her innocence is already acute. When other people talk seriously, he even ngawur and loading for a while. He who has known Melodya for many years has not even fully known Melodya, not sensitive more precisely.
"Abroad! It's not possible! Not too often either. If they meet, if I pay attention, they just talk as necessary. Yes, we all know how Melodya is and how Nathan is. I feel like Nathan has something in common with Melodya." Ayna wiped her lips with a tissue because she had finished eating. He sat with both hands resting on his chin.
"Surprise you mean? Oh my God Nathan is so sweet." Sasha clapped her hands in excitement. Ayna patted her forehead briefly.
"No! that means, what is it? The trouble? Ah no. The trouble? Ah, same thing. Business? Well, there he is. Nathan seems to have the same thing as Melodya."
"What business?" Sasha asked with her innocent face.
Ayna gave Sasha a short brow, "Where do I know!"
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After school, Nathan refuses Satria's invitation to go to Kenzo's house to play PS. Don't ask why they chose Kenzo's house. Obviously because in addition to his extraordinarily intelligent brain, Kenzo is a gamer. He collected a lot of PS sticks in his room.
"Hanar? home yet?" Nathan's mother, Nadia, asked as Nathan opened his door.
"Don't call me by that name, Ma. My name is Nathan. N-A-T-H-A-N." Nathan didn't wait for his mother's answer. He ran up the stairs to his room.
Arriving at the room, Nathan throws his bag in any direction. He put his body in the bed. Mind fucked. It was not time for Melodya to know that she was Hanar. However, seeing Melodya's reaction that looks ordinary and even seems confused, making Nathan upset. Still remembered the details when the girl helped him five years ago.
Nathan got up from his bed. He took a box in the nightstand drawer. He opened the box and saw a silver necklace with one of the tones.
The first time he met Melodya.
*flashback on*
Brakkk
Nathan falls off his bike when a motorcycle accidentally nudges his bike and causes it to crash. Nathan fell hard enough that his knees, elbows, and palms were injured. He got up and headed to the stop which happened to be not too far from the distance he had fallen earlier. He guided his bike.
This morning, Melodya had just come from a minimarket that was not too far from her home, so she was only walking. He saw a guy get hit by a motorbike. He saw the man walking to the stop while guiding his bicycle. Melodya felt sorry to see him. He approached a guy he thought was his age.
"Hi! You why?" Melodya sat next to the guy and put the plastic containing chocolate and ice cream that she had just bought next to him.
Nathan who was cleaning his wound from the sand and small pebbles looked up. Looking at the beautiful girl who was looking at him.
"*I'm not papa." J*nathan Wab. He went back to cleaning his wounds.
"You've fallen. I saw that. Here, I help you clean up." Melodya pulls Nathan's hand. He took the handkerchief he always carried in his small bag. He slowly cleans Nathan's wounds. After she finished cleaning her elbow, Melodya pulled Nathan's right leg over her thigh. Nathan's knee is scuffed. He also cleaned his knees.
Nathan looked at Melodya with a puzzled look. He did not know Melodya at all, but this girl wanted to help him. Nathan grimaced occasionally as he felt pain when his wound was touched.
"Udah is done." Melodya lowered Nathan's leg which was on his thigh.
"No, thank you, okay." Melodya nodded with a smile.
"Whose name are you?" Ask Nathan.
"My name is Melodya Anatasya. You can call me Melodya. If you?"
"My name is Nathan Ardiansyah. You can call me Hanar."
Melodya frowned, "Hanar? Your name doesn't have the word Hanar."
"Don't know, Mama the same Papa call me that. Taken from the last syllable the same first my long name. Nathan Ar-diansyah." Nathan Obviously.
"Oo that. Oh yeah, I just bought chocolate with ice cream. You want?" Melodya took a bar of chocolate and a cup of ice cream from her plastic shopping.
"Can?" Nathan asked doubtfully.
"Why not? My sister said, we should love to share. Take it." Melodya thrust the chocolate and ice cream into Nathan's hands.
"Well, thank you. I eat ya?" Melodya. He watched Nathan eating ice cream.
"You don't eat either?"
"I'll eat it at home, with Musical."
"That's your sister's name?" Melodya.
Melodya who was busy looking at Nathan, was surprised when Nathan thrust out a spoonful of ice cream.
"Come, open your mouth." Melodya opened her mouth and finally the two of them finished the ice cream together.
They had told me many things, especially about Melodya who likes to play the violin. Musical arrives and picks up Melodya. Inevitably, Melodya had to go home by then.
"I go home first." said Melodya.
"Yes, my heart is."
"Come, Melodya." Bring Musical.
Melodya looked at Nathan once again who was also looking at her. Finally melodya ride to the front of Musical bike because Musical bike is a guy bike (you know lah😁). Melodya and Nathan waved their hands before Melodya disappeared in the distance.
Nathan also decided to go home. Before he got on his bike, he saw a glittering object not far from where he was sitting. He approached the thing and took it. A silver necklace pendant one tone shape. Nathan stuffed the necklace believed to belong to the melody into his pants pocket. He intends to give the necklace if he meets again with Melodya. Then he took his bike home.
*flashback off*
The memory filled Nathan's mind. How was his encounter with Melodya, a newly known girl who cares deeply about others. Since then, Nathan has been diligent in coming to the stop every afternoon or after school. I hope he meets Melodya again. There was a sense of comfort when he was with Melodya, even though they had just met for the first time. Nathan wants to return the necklace. But unfortunately, after three years of her parsonage, she did not meet Melodya at all.
Until Nathan enters Starlight High School, he meets Melodya. He was happy not to play at the time. His pleasure did not last long as he knew Melodya's changing nature. She is famous as a cold, indifferent, and talkative girl. All of these things put a big question mark on Nathan's head. Melodya who helped him at that time was a cheerful and smiling Melodya, inversely proportional to the current Melodya. Nathan breaks off his intention to see Melodya again. He only looked at Melodya from afar, watched her silently, and also searched for information about Melodya. No one knows, especially Kenzo and Satria, that if he often looks at Melodya, all of it is sealed by Nathan's cold nature. Since then, he has changed his nickname to Nathan. Not anymore Hanar. He wanted Melodya to not remember herself anymore. He wants to erase his memory of his encounter with Melodya.
Nathan put the necklace back in the box and put it back in the nightstand drawer. Nathan moved from his bed to the balcony of his room. He enjoyed the wind that hit his face.
"My eyes are always watching you here. Look I'm willing to go back and forth to the stop just for nuggu lo for three years. Look at me once, Melodya Anatasha." her inner self.
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