MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
GATOTS

Ikbal disease proved to bring good luck, although only a mild fever and sprains in the hamstring muscle. Thanks to Ikbal's disease, Ushi's unanimous decision about changing schools can be changed. Ikbal uses his illness to deceive Ushi who almost every day cries for her who never absent moaning. Ikbal tells Ushi if he can fall to the first floor because of daydreaming, daydreaming will object to changing schools. Ikbal was already used to the World Lantern, both with his atmosphere, his friends and the teachers.

" … Finally Aunt agreed. On the condition of Ikbal and especially I have to report immediately if there are signs of bullying again" explained Nia.

Vina. "Party is also Pithecanthropus Erectus."

"Gue was also surprised he was that slick. Honestly I could not have seen the face of Aunt at that time but diem-diem I became the team of Ikbal horenya."

Vina was back. "Lagian Aunt doesn't have to worry about you times, let alone Ikbal. Both of you are equally cute. But if it's been poked, it's directly a nightmare every mallem deh no one dares to poke both of you."

"Retail."

"Keet you want to tell me what's the story? He said you want to tell me a lot?" ask Vina while sipping meatballs.

"Oh, I almost forgot. So gini …."

Nia started telling stories, and every time one of her stories was finished, Vina almost always choked on the hot gravy with five spoons of it. Starting from the Duplicate L. K. who sent Zaim Alfarezi to the residence of Nia when his Zet account was deleted Ushi. Then message a threat from an unknown number that had disturbed Nia before her mobile number suddenly not registered. And the last story that is still warm, Nia who agreed to the request of Duplicate L. K. to get married when she turned twenty years later.

"What's? Are you crazy, huh? For what sake do you ngeiyain is married to someone online? If he's rich om-om What kind of Full Man? Or worse, if he had a wife? Have a child? Yeah okay, just his wife ngizinin he married again, but if not how huh?"

"Mmm he's really single, Vin."

Vina suddenly moved, then sat down in front of Nia. "Him, horrifying me. It's real life, real life. And sexy guys, still single ples entrepreneurs are only in movies or novels. So plis, pull the marriage proposal Duplicate L.K right now."

"Keep if he sends Hotman Paris to nudge me for breaking his promise how?"

Vina patted her forehead hard. "Yes, yes, too. When you blocked him, he sent the police. When your Zet account was deleted, he sent Zaim Alfarezi. If you break your promise, it's not impossible that he sent Hotman Paris. Or worse, send Farhat Abbas."

"Eat him."

"You're so relaxed, huh? This is a serious problem. If it turns out to be a Duplicate L.K om-om who is married and has children when you still want to marry him?"

"Look off. How then?"

"Take Duplicate L.K meet. If it turns out he's really a married om-om and a child, turn over everything he loves during your courtship." Vina suddenly showed her new earrings. "Gue is ready to sell this to you. So if he still does not accept it, you have to ask for help from parents."

"I mean Auntie?"

Vina nodded. "There's no other way. Wherever we are just kids. Not all problems can be solved by ourselves. If there's no way out, we have to ask for help from our parents."

"But, Vin, the sky's clear." Nia looked up at the sky.

"Yes what does anjir have to do. Cepet ajakin Duplicate L.K meeting. Sunday mall, in lambada cafe, 7 o'clock mallm."

...•▪•▪•▪•▪•...

It was seen that Nia and Vina were entering a cafe that was passed overcrowded. After waiting for quite a while, the two tables they ordered were finally empty. Following the order of the plan they had been putting together since four days ago, Vina who replaced Nia to meet Duplicate L.K immediately sat at table number one, the right table leading to the entrance of the cafe. While Nia, sitting at the table that most visitors avoid because it is too close to the toilet, table number thirty-two.

Vina is pounding awaiting the arrival of Duplicate L.K who is said to be wearing a red shirt. Reasonable. Vina's current position was much different from Nia's current position which could blur at any time. If proven Duplicate L.K om-om, the only way to escape is to pretend to the cafe toilet, precisely the men's toilet. Because the other entrance and exit are just there. After successfully exiting, Nia and Vina just need to call Ikbal who is ready to be their goc*r driver. Yeah, that's the plan.

Then finally, the red-shirt man appeared, right at seven o'clock. But for whatever sake, the only man wearing a red shirt was Zaim Alfarezi. Yes, Zaim Alfarezi, the hidden crazy rich. And the flamboyant man breezed past the number one table, and unhesitatingly pulled the number thirty-two table seat. Crazy one! A Zaim Alfarezi willing to sit at the table that all cafe visitors avoid the most? With that weird high school girl who was wearing sunglasses?

"Hi."

Nia took off her glasses. "Why aren't you here?"

"Aren't you the one who told me to come here?"

Nia pointed at herself.

"Yes. You're gonna make sure I meet here at 7 o'clock."

"I'm not convinced Big Brother but Duplicate L. K.," said Nia.

"Yes I Duplicate L.K."

"This is april mop*? The feeling is still march."

*April fool's day is an annual tradition that takes place on April 1. On that day, people celebrating April Fool's Day will do things as a joke and even lie to find a sensation.

Spontaneous Zaim laughing. "Seriously, I'm Duplicate L. K."

"And seriously, it's the Full Man."

"Ma–"

Zaim's words paused, because Nia suddenly pulled her collar. Of course it is not spontaneity that leads to romance, let alone eroticism. For anything to do with Nia would really only be anchored to silliness.

"Ha–"

"Cancel promised cancel, his. There's a Full Man at table eleven. Cepet out. I'm waiting at the guy's toilet exit." Vina's voice was heard through a phone call.

"What's wrong?" ask Zaim.

"There's a Full Man at table eleven."

Zaim glanced at the table numbered eleven from the reflection of the glass in front of him. "The Full Man?"

"Vina's online dating menu."

"Keep the problem?"

"The problem is the Full Man thinks I'm Vina," replied Nia.

"Can't you?"

"The story is long."

"Liet down. This malem is still long." Zaim lowered his head, whispering to Nia. "So, want to move places so that the story is more comfortable?"

Nia did not reply, only following Zaim's movements slowly but surely led them out of the cafe. No matter how long Zaim's rough, sturdy, and sexy veins had held his hand, Nia could not count. Now Nia has been sitting in the passenger seat of a luxury car scented white musk. Zaim laughed and immediately gasped, as Nia reflexively wore a seatbelt.

All eyes were stunned to see the shape of the car without a sound up close, including the eyes of the traffic police who were getting tired of unraveling the traffic jam. But somehow six traffic police officers who were originally busy blowing the whistle suddenly put up a traffic cone. Two policemen were seen running to the post and returning on motorbikes. While the remaining four, busy arranging the riders to stay in the traffic cone.

Everyone's stupefied gaze instantly turned upset, as two motorized policemen stopped the vehicle just in front of and behind Zaim's car. It's amazing, but how can it be? Not difficult, no need to call even send a short message. Only once blinked the firelight, and the group in uniform that is often cursed by the community will immediately make a special road for the beautiful doff car.

"It's a breach, brother."

Zaim laughing. "I'm pat."

Nia just turned to Zaim, hoping that the red-shirt man with low buttons said something else so that Nia could understand a little.

"This is my first date" Zaim said.

"Dating?"

Zaim nodded in response to Nia.

"Yes?" ask Nia again.

"Jama Kaoru Kamiya."

Spontaneous Nia smothering her own mouth. "So, don't play Zet, too? How do you know my nickname in Zet?"

"That's. You're gonna put me on Zet."

"But I just ngeadd Duplicate L.K."

Zaim was silent, busy hiding his timid smile.

"The Time of Big Brother is actually a Duplicate L.K?"

"You want proof?" Zaim threw a question.

"No. It's definitely not. Duplicate L.K is sexy."

Zaim laughed again. "What is less sexy?"

Nia reflexively glanced at Zaim, glancing straight at the passage. Right, to the chest of the field that was deliberately made alms.

"Okay evidences."

"Evidence what? My sexiness?"

"Yes, uh not." Nia cleared her throat, "I mean evidenced that Brother is really Duplicate L.K."

Zaim did not reply, only reached into his phone from his pants pocket and then made a phone call with Nia. Yet.

THE NUMBER YOU ARE CALLING IS NOT LISTED. SI–

Nia held back her laughter. "Duh, so do not want to find it, Duplicate L.K same I can make a scenario like this? I almost believed. Btw brother why not play soap opera?"

"Love," murmured Zaim.

"Huh? Whahuh? Brother what are you talking about?"

"Thank you nyetting my hp."

"Love? His name is rich, not foreign. Oh, I inget. Love is his late wife Brother Brother La–"

"Yes. Who has a mental disorder, who thinks I'm her husband, and who interrupts my first date."