Short Story For You
Arunika part 1

The clear thread began to drip from the end of his eyes. And his mouth began to form a frown of sadness. Another friend laughed at him. Consider funny tears that spilled because of seeing the trailer of a sad film that will air in the cinema.

When laughter fills the gap between her stuffing. I was silent at the time, not laughing and not calming him down. But my silence, is the way I respond to my body's signals that I don't want to see her cry. I don't want her tears to fall like that. And guess what I did!

"Eh brother!"

I grabbed her phone and put it in my pocket. Then the thing that made him cry was gone.

" Don't be kidding, let's start talking!" I said firmly, as chairman they respect my words. Likewise with Nika who was still down because she might feel reprimanded by me, or because she thought I was angry to take the phone from her hand. I don't know.

" Rean, you're painted?" I asked, my classmate nodded. Appointing him as a secretary was indeed the right choice, although he initially refused because the position was usually occupied by women.

I felt the edge of my shirt being pulled, Nika - the person I picked up her phone earlier was behind me, immediately she reached out her hand. Like asking for something.

" Sister, take the hp. I'm afraid I won't chat mama." Please nya. I laughed a little in my heart. I took the phone in my pocket and handed it over.

"Thank you!" He said with pleasure.

The tip of my lips reflexively distanced itself a little wide. Under the school hall, I realized that he had become the main thing I was thinking about. Nika, the girl who doesn't even hold any office in this OSIS organization. Rarely argues and sometimes steals time to go to the cafeteria.

Everyone here rarely paid attention to Nika. He was considered less important and only needed during the voting. I'm not sure he chose to be influenced by his friend or his own will. But one vote for a vote means a lot, right?

To myself, I honestly still doubt. He's not the type of Aru, or not my ideal boyfriend. His body was slightly taller than mine, probably about 2 to 3 cm. Even so, I still look short. Who is also a guy who is not inferior next to a girl who is taller than him. In addition, his body also contains, very much different from Nur, the vice chairman of OSIS, call it nur is my partner. Why do I compare it to Nur? Because our position is always next to each other, so many people always remember nur when they hear my name and vice versa.

"Don't repeat it again!" I firmly told Nika after she received her phone.

He smiled broadly, as if he had never cried before.

"Chat her?!" Ask Nika to make sure.

I turned around and showed my five fingers upwards. Hinting "nothing" at Nika. Although I very softly muttered, "don't cry anymore"

I walked leaving him.

Too bad Nika and I can only meet when there is an OSIS meeting like yesterday. We were in a different class, but what I was grateful for was, my class was very close to the cafeteria. So, if I always pay attention to the door during break time then I might be able to see Nika.

My friend will assume that if the head of OSIS, is busy thinking about work programs. And yes, you know. This busy man was waiting for a substandard girl to walk into the cafeteria.

" Hiks, you're crazy!" And the thing I don't want to happen. Nika cries again, this time because she was treated to a post from Manu, a student from a language class. Bird news, he said manu was approaching Nika. I don't accept, how does someone who likes intentionally make her cry? I won't let manu get close to Nika again. That's what I thought, but I didn't actually do anything.

That word can describe me, Aru the popular OSIS chairman is nothing more than a coward. Be fat! Dean would laugh if he knew this. But should I just shut up?

"Hey!" Nur surprised.

I smiled, "what is it?" My toot.

Nur and I were neighbors, and she was one year older than me. Although her body is tiny. Nur is beautiful, smart has a myriad of achievements. But it's not interesting to me, I don't know. Aru's assessment is stupid fig special.

" To report yesterday's activity, Dean won't take it. He said he was always making reports. So who do we show?" Tanya nur's.

Been on otaku to direct the making of this report to Nika. Mode, in order to spend longer than usual which is only a few minutes because Nika will not feel at home sitting in the OSIS room. While diving to drink water, Aru is smart.

"Nika!" My word.

I could see the shocked look from Nur's face. Doubt my choice of the most ordinary member.

"Seriously? The nika? Don't you want jeslyn or flowers?" Recommend active members. But just look, my goal is Nika. Only him.

"But he is, not that he is rarely active. Consider this an extra lesson for him." Someone has to give me a round of applause for being adept at finding excuses.

My fingers are tapping rhythmically, my smile is restrained. Hahaha, why am I so happy?!

"So, what am I? The others. I can't loh. I swear, itutu the flower he's good brother. I'm a donk!" Nika refused the task I gave her.

" Well, what is your participation in OSIS? Just a postman?!" I said, surely it makes him unable to evade anymore, even though there is little discrimination.

Nika looked down, not answering. His two hands were clinging together, squeezing each other. Her hair that had been shed seemed to block my gaze from seeing her face.

Nur nudged me, my head turned. He looked at me sharply. What's wrong?

"Yes, sorry I can't say anything to OSIS. " He paused speech. "Later report I work. Hopefully it'll be done on time." Said Nika softly, so soft if I do not Padang ear well then maybe only the graceful voice and heartbeat are heard.

Nika just happened. Leaving me and Nur in the OSIS room. Now nur stood up, turning his head towards me with the same sharp gaze.

"You're crazy!" One remark was thrown before nur came out, maybe chasing after Nika or just returning to her class.

I leaned my body back. Bring both hands to make a cushion. I looked up at the sky of this room. White, though on the brink of asbestos. Why is nur angry? What's wrong with me? Huh, women are hard to understand.