SANTRIKU STREET
part 37 PRINCE

Fatimah pov

Today there is no wind what, suddenly in asking for my help. It feels very happy that can not be described, can chat with him again, even if only for a moment.

"Why are you, how come you smile like that?" say hello when I see me entering the class.

"It's okay! want to know!" I said while pinching isni's nose squash.

"Told dong, if you have that happiness, let us also feel it!" pinta Isni rinsing her nose, which I pinched.

"know, no? just now.I was talking to you!" obviously I was full of flowers adorning my lips.

"Huh! Kirain why? just met the cleaner. It was like meeting a prince from Andalusia to such a happy place" said Isni, who was upset, after hearing my explanation.

"Look, love dong!" I smiled, then sat down next to him.

Shortly after sitting down, the bell rang , signifying the third lesson, will be started soon.I was getting ready to receive the next lesson, not to eat the snacks I just bought.

Before the fourth lesson ends. Arfan accompanied by one of the members of OSIS, ask permission to the teacher. to convey the news, for all members of OSIS. required to attend the evaluation of the performance of its members, after the admission of new students.

"Huh, there-there is! disturb people's pleasures." I grumbled inwardly, feeling annoyed. Because I could be late to meet Dalari.

After Arfan finished delivering his notice.me and my three friends walked to the mosque.to perform dhuhur prayer congregation.

"What are you looking for, anyway? kok gelangak celinguk gitum" asked Isni staring in wonder at me.

"Little children are forbidden to know! Adult affairs." I replied as I continued to pay attention to one student at a time, hoping that one of them would be named dalari.

After finishing carrying out 4 rakaat, with congregation. I did the same thing, as before performing the prayer, looking for the dalari to tell him that I would be late to meet him, but the boy was not seen at all, I was forced to go back to school, to do an evaluation of the performance of the osis, during the admission of new students.

On the sidelines of Arfan's discussion as chairman of the osis, he said that the incident happened with Nasrul, it was not their fault. because he thinks why the glass shard was stepped on, that's a nonsensical reason.

"It should be as upperclassmen, you guys that. protect his sisters, not harm. try before doing activities that night, you tell them to wear shoes first. surely the incident will not be like now" I said to give an opinion, it felt so upset, because of their carelessness that my cousin had to go into the puskesmas." I express objection.

'You can't blame us, because we're just doing our job if you want to blame! please blame Mr. Anang. because young people, who make the agenda." said Arfan washing hands, bestowing all wrongs with others.

"You should be apologizing to Nasrul, not seeking justification for your mistakes. If you have a mind, you can keep thinking. Then you will know that the activity is very risky, and when at risk you should be able to discuss it first, do not be like a manic buffalo." I said with great emphasis.Emotion alone is the same as people who only use muscles, but their wits are not used.

"Easy! do not discuss it again.it has happened, after all now nasrul is okay!" Rohman Defends his cornered friend.

When I want to make up for it again, quickly Fitri who sits next to me, holds my shoulder tightly, while sticking an index finger on her lips. lest I continue the debate with them, because maybe anyway, so that I can not continue the debate with them, they are seniors. will not accept the advice of their juniors. True indeed the proverb, seniors are never wrong, if seniors wrong see article 1.

"If there are no more questions, we will close this evaluation discussion, hopefully next year you can be even better, than we are now. Because I'm sure next year you are! who will be the leader who becomes the chairman of OSIS, and its members." Arfan closed the discussion, saying his greetings.

The discussion was continued with the last event, which was by prayer together. After praying.I rushed to leave immediately, leaving my sausage friends, who were still chatting. discuss the discussion just discussed.

"Where to rush very quickly" asked fitri while shouting, after seeing me who walked quickly.

"Let me drive home!" tawar Arfan is riding a motorcycle.

"No, thank you! I have important business, first yeah!" Reject me while continuing to accelerate my pace.

"Well, in a hurry! Let me take you!" Forced Arfan, but I ignored him, I continued to walk faster, so that quickly to the T-junction, where I had promised, would meet dalari there.

"Hopefully I'm not late." I prayed inwardly as I continued walking, without caring for Arfan who was trailing behind me.

"Fatimah let me deliver!" Force Arfan continuously by raising his voice intonation.Maybe annoyed that I don't care about it, I just continue to focus on staring at the fork.

My feeling was very disappointed, after seeing the dalari, there was nothing there. I was disappointed, because I could not keep my promise. whereas a moment like this is a moment that I always dreamed of. Drowning I began to slow down my steps, after being sure that I had run away not waiting for me there.

"Let me drive you, you're so stubborn!" snapped Arfan, holding my hand tightly.

I flicked the hand, to escape his grasp, but he held it back, forcing me to get on the bike. My hand hurt a little, because Arfan's hand grip is now stronger than ever.

"You must be silent and grateful. Because I want to deliver, even expensive sales pompous, like a pretty one." Arfan said with red eyes looking at me.

"You dare not be the same girl, boss.here are the opponents worth it!" yelled someone from the direction of the banyan tree, which was lush. apparently not yet home, he was still waiting for me. although not in the fork, but from the banyan tree it could see clearly in the direction of the fork.

Dalari dashingly approached me, followed by his two friends who followed behind, like a king being escorted by his retainers.

"Hahahahaha. turned out to be cemen. How dare you chick!" teasing nawir while squinting at Arfan.

"Try seeing! Who knows if he's wearing a bra!" heru added, just as Nawir He decided his gaze, looking towards Arfan.

Their mockery, made Arfan a little off-guard, so I easily let go of my hand, from his grasp.

"B4nch.huhahah!" Dalari cibir.

Said like that, arfan got off his bike.and then approached the hall, without any words first, he quickly threw a punch, towards the face of the cross. But Dalari just shifted his body, to the side, so that the punch just passed through his face.

The blow that was released with full force, was taken by the dalari, then pulled back, so that Arfan's body that had lost control. was easily carried along with the direction of the pull. with a swift dalari preparing his hanker, which was lifted rather high, so that when Arfan wanted to fall, his chest hit the hoe hard.

Agrhhh.

arfan's voice was restrained, after the snoring was lodged right in the chest, making his body collapse to the ground.

Heru quickly, too, was about to catch up with the next attack.However, dalari swiftly stopped him, let alone see Arfan who was in so much pain. Maybe he had the Knight's soul, letting his opponent stand first.

"We don't fight like b4nci, just leave him like that, later if it's still not kapok, then we just beat again!"  The revelation made me even more amazed.he was truly like a prince, who was forgiving his slave.

"Build fan, let's have a manly duel! Don't be the same girl if you want a duel." Challenging dalari by draping both hands in front of the chest, as if underestimating the ability of Arfan.

Challenged like that, Arfan got up, holding his chest, his breath seemed a little choked, maybe the wound caused by the snoring was very hard about him.