
"**Aleetha awake. thaa "...
A male voice woke me up..
And it turns out he is Mr. Banu. But not only him, behind him was Dika. My body is still a little weak.
"You take care of Aleetha for a moment, sir, let me call her classmates."
"Yes sir, it's okay for me to take care of Aleetha."
Yes, at that time I was accompanied by Dika. The beginning was just the sound of wind, silence. But Dika finally started the conversation.
"You still dizzy?" Ask Dika.
"Still, but it wasn't too kayaking." My answer.
"Yes, I'm sorry that my friend threw the ball wrong, uh. I hit you."
"No papa dik. most me his less careful."
Suddenly silence returned.
.....
"Emm, you're Rusi's daughter, aren't you?" Ask back.
"Yes, I'm his son, what's wrong?"
"No papa. You have a phone number? You know, my mom said she wanted to do the cloth of your mom's order?"
"There is a. This is the number 08224567***" I replied, then Dika noted it.
I'm confused. Isn't Dika's Mom Out of Town? I don't know.
Soon after, Nana and Dina's mother came to see me. Then they took me back to class. After Dika returned to his lesson.
Today my school is off, yes, because the impact of the ball yesterday is still somewhat felt, finally I can just put this body to sleep.
Cring... (My phone rings)
I opened it, it was a message from a number. I don't know whose number it is. It says on my WhatsApp
"Assalamualaikum Aleetha." Then I answer
"Waalaikumsalam, who is this with?"
"This is Dika, your friend who accompanied you yesterday in the UKS."
Yesterday I asked for my number.
"Ow Dika, what's wrong with you?
"Nothing, just want to hear about you, is it healthy?"
"Udah is good sir, but it still hurts when I get up standing."
"Yes, just rest, wait to heal and just go everywhere."
"Yes Dik thanks. Where am I going?" I answered with a laughing emoticon.
"Yes, maybe go to 'ThaiTeaa'."
I kept quiet for a while, how did Dika know that me and Dina like to go there? What don't-don't... Uh! Not likely.
"Hehe.. Now you want to stop first."
"Yes, next time not too often."
And finally Dika and I sent each other and replied to messages. Even almost every day. Humm ... I feel like I am haunted by his shadow. Or do I have feelings for her? Huh!!! Not Aleethaa... You're not beautiful. yes Dika want to be with me.
Months\-months later Dika and I are getting closer. Whether on WhatsApp or at school, he greeted me so often. Even when I was in the school garden.....
"Hi Let's.." Greet someone tall, I looked up from the bottom. Oh. it turns out she's Dika.
"Cieee. ahem ahem. yeah I've stayed first yeah, let's not bother you" Saut si Dina.
"Eh.. Dinai. sinii." I answered while yelling at Dina who had run.
And that's where my closeness is known to many friends. How not? Dika who looks inferior to women, but currently even close to me. Who does not suspect?
My phone rang, I saw a message from Dika.
"Let, you have a show? If not, would I take you out?"
Degs... My heart feels like it's shaking, what?? Dika's? This time he took me out.
"Where are you going?" My toot.
"Yes, take a walk. Yes, you are ready first. I'll take you home."
"Yes, I'm waiting."
30 Minutes later..
"Mom, Aleetha said yes, Assalamualaikum."
"Yes be careful. waalaikumsalam." Answer mother.
My mother allowed me to go with Dika. Because I know, Dika son who never messed around.
Along the way, Dika asked me to speak. Starting from childhood, even the weird hal² we talked about. This time I really felt something different.
Dika and I stopped at the cafe 'ThaiTeaa' he ordered me without asking me what I wanted.
"Sir, I order ThaiTeaa flavored Matcha 1 equal Brown 1 yes." Dika.
A few minutes later, ThaiTeaa arrived. Dika gave me a sense of Matcha.
Huh huh? How did he know I liked Matcha? My favorite thing is to know, even my house he knows. I wanted to ask him the direction of my home. But all of a sudden he arrived. Weird right?
After drinking, Dika and I went to a photo place.
"Remain here?" My toot.
"Yes, take a picture, eat. Haha." Answer with a smile.
After that, a very beautiful photo was seen. I ordered 2. The only one for me is for Dika.
It started a little late in the afternoon, Dika and I returned home to take me. That day, it was a beautiful day.
My days went by with Dika. But we're not dating. Just close. Even Dika also often visited my house. Talked to my father, my mother until they were very familiar.
My father also asked .
"Dek, are you dating the same?" Smooth ask.
"No, it's just a regular theme." My answer.
"But it looks like you're just as close as you are, son, even if he visits here often, he's nice too." Said Mother.
"Yes.. Dika is a good boy. But Dika and I are not dating.." My answer convinced them.
"Yes, you're sleeping this night." Said My Dad.
Connect**..