Pesantren I'M In Love
28. guarding the heart

"sil, follow me yu here,gue want to know loe ..."vito's call immediately attracted me

"uh.eh.bentar.." I was forced to follow the pull of vito, he directed his steps in front of a pair of middle-aged parents sitting in the donor seat in the back.

"assalamualaikum, mah, pah"salim vito, I reflexively follow the attitude of vito that salami a pair of parents who I think are vito parents

"mah, pahpah knows this priscil would-be ghost,"but chuckling vito's statement suddenly made me round my eyes and pat her arm

"what the heck, sorry about aunt vito just kidding,." I said.

they smile

"yes, what's wrong too, isn't it mah???this just brought me a keyboard song, huh??"ask vito's dad

I nodded with a sweet smile

"beautiful, talented also yes pah.."sucap mamah vito was embraced by his father vito

"thank you aunt, that priscil pamit to the back first om aunt,, assalamualaikum.." said I hurriedly left vito and her parents I felt awkward.

"where are you going, sil??"ask vito

"want to the backstage.." said I waltzed away.

"what the heck is vito ngeselin terribly.."guertuku.

my steps stopped when I saw the figure I think now I started to like it I bowed embarrassed as soon as my face felt hot my heart was beating fast I tried to calm down and walk but when we faced I stepped to his left to my left to my right he went to the right, because I was annoyed I looked at him

"argggghhh.loe tuh go where the hell already loe to my left kenan ..interruption me he just silent with his cold face.

bener ni cowo ngaselin really ......

when a few steps past it arrived my hand was pulled back until I turned around

"sil....What is the anti-tempo speech of the day serious???" he said that finally voiced with a hopeful face

"u. which speech.." I remember the.

"let's not have the turtle in the boat .." he answered releasing my hand which he had held

I know what I mean at night in front of the mosque that makes me cry until I can't sleep

"anti, anti-kalo pronunciation also likes ana??"

deg.....

my heart stopped beating, my feet were hot ........what is this name in love ko rich characteristic of people who often see in Indonesian films anyway ....

"what a rich face I've poached crabs yes, a shameful gee vows,,,," I bowed my face

"sorry if the words ana for anti-crying, it does not mean that ana does not want to fight for anti-ana just want to make anti not feel constrained because ana ,,,,,ana tau anti accustomed to hanging out with anyone unfair it feels if suddenly ana forbid anti-mingle with other friends especially aki,ana just want to give anti space and comfort,"it obviously made me accept his reason and dare to look at him

"ana wants to fight for anti if it is anti itself responds." he replied again, I saw his efforts to cover up the tension on his face

"so???"I asked briefly while raising my eyebrows next to my

"now ana know the feeling of ana not clapping one hand, it will try to maintain the feeling of anti-for ana even ana will make the feeling of like it into love." he said with a smile knot.

DDUARR..........

arggghhh loe tau ga thor now my heart what cake, richly grown many flowers tau ga no jasmine flowers, rose, Lily, lavender race dehhh....

blushing

my face is red if I am not ashamed I want to faint here

I was silent and could not say anything, my mouth seemed to have suddenly locked just like that

"that's why we go first, assalamualaikum".

"hai guys.." My greetings while sitting with my friend's friend.

"priscil where is anti??? we're looking for anti-ga backstage."sarah asked.

"that the vito arrived at my narik meet his ortunya.."i answered manyun considering the behavior of the vito that sucks.

"ciee...cie.already acquaintance maen prospective in-laws aja nih.."goda ayu.

"ikh does not..what the heck males really.."sapku manyun.

the series of events has finished taking place when it has shown at 3 pm one by one the invited guests have left the place

I approached the place where some guests kyai and umah to where father and mamah

standing they are busy chatting while partying

"dad mamah wants to go home???very sorry .".my complaint is clear

"i'm the time to stay in the dormitory .." said mamah while stroking my head

"don't be naughty with the teacher here, and remember don't try to escape!!!!"said dad while showing me his index finger

"ready general .."I replied standing tall and respectfully

it turns out that 3 pairs of eyes saw our chat and approached yes.

"oh this is priscil's parents??"mamah vito said with a friendly smile and acquainted with my parents

" Vishnu Adinata.." Greetings papah vito.

"Hendra Prawira.." replied the father.

"pantes aja his son is beautiful, mamah aja beautiful his father is also dashing.."mamah vito praised.

"akh jeng could have.." answered my mother chuckled.

I don't like the vito look on me right now as if I have hidden intentions impressed like a pervert

"mah..priscil will miss the same mother as my father.." hug me to both my parents....

"father will also miss his bad son father, take care of yourself well, do not get sick.dad also tomorrow must have gone, there is a duty to the head. Natuna.."obviously dad.

"oh, is he also a heart" I replied.

"hihihi, what a sweet priscil aunty so gurgling.." said mamah vito...

"iya mah vito as well."vito laughed followed by the others.

"yes we said yes first" said my father

"yes we are also "papah vito

me and Vito salim at them then re-assemble with friends

"sill, seriously I gemes same loe...more like me.."whisper vito, why did I become a little uncomfortable with the attitude of vito, so,I also want to keep the heart of someone who is looking at me there but I also have no power to forbid vito I am too afraid, after knowing his background and know his level of recklessness ,that's why I let him be like that

before the day changed the night we all cleaned up the former event to be neat again as before I took a broom to sweep the remaining garbage from the scattered snack wrapper while the men and teachers cleaned up the part requires lifting lift including tent

"sil, that side is still a mess!!"ustadzah nurul

"iya ustadzah.." I ran small to the place designated ustadzah nurul.

arrived either slippery or indeed sloppy pole support tent made of iron that is right above my head detached from the hands of a santri who was trying to lower it

"brugg....."

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