
The door to BP's room is closed. Steve becomes the first man on trial, while Sidney and Paris sit in wait with a table and a towering vase of flowers to separate them.
"Why did you do that? Why fight, anyway?" sidney looked in annoyance at Paris. The man always could not control his emotions.
Since childhood always set what and can not do Sidney, until the children complex afraid to play with him. If one Sunday there are seven days, then Paris will jotos for 5 times.
"You know the reason. I don't like to see a man disrespectful to a woman, especially that woman is you."
Sidney's heart is expanding again. Paris was the prince in his heart. Since childhood, when the man helped him down from the top of a tree while taking wild cherries near the field of their home complex.
Sidney looked at Paris with eyes that were difficult to explain, which must be his heart is currently beating very fast. He bounced high hearing Paris' speech. "Because you mean so much to my mother and I've taken it as my own little sister."
Pork!
Sidney again fell to the very ground floor hearing Paris's last sentence. She hated that fact, but what a force, she was indeed like the daughter of the Royal family.
Selian asked the male students to promise not to fight anymore, Mr. Matondang also punished the three of them by copying the contents of the book that tells the history of the establishment of this Bhineka school and asking parents or guardians of Steve and Paris to come to the school.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?" steven is chasing Sidney back to his class.
Sidney stopped her steps, turned to Steve, then nodded with a smile.
Since then, rumors have circulated that Steve, the head of basketball, likes Sidney the new boy. Just as the news came down, Steve had already blatantly given his attention. Giving a lot of gifts, ranging from chocolate, even more extreme flowers give a duplicate of his apartment key.
"Scot... Why are you leaving me? aren't you bestie with me anymore?"
Sidney stops pursuing Scot's steps in the classroom corridor. "Gue thought you didn't want my friend anymore, since you were close to the star of the field," said Scot stopped in front of their class.
He deliberately did not invite Sidney to go to school together because his best friend was annoyed that he seemed to have forgotten the rules they made.
"******, Lo. Sekate-kate lo say yes. I have nothing to do with Steve. Plis stopped bending your ugly face!"
"Lo forgot rule number 5?"
Sidney was silent for a moment. There are so many rules that they make, that Sidney can't possibly remember them all. But his watered-down brain quickly remembers. 'Do not hide the slightest secret from your best friend.'
"Gue remembered. But what does this have to do with me?"
"Because I'm not being honest with you. Are you the same as Steve?"
"Let's not. I have nothing to do with him. He's sorry about what happened yesterday in the cafeteria, I'm sorry. If now he's looking for my attention, Bodo is very, very" Sidney explained.
"Are you really not the same as him?" Sidney nodded steadily. He is not the type of girl who immediately likes just because the handsome man or basketball captain at school.
First subject of the day, mathematics. Sidney isn't smart, but she's not stupid. He can follow, but when the teacher finishes explaining, he will have trouble following the formula again.
If it's Scot, he's more uncaring. He was more interested in art. Her dream was to open a music school, and hold a painting performance.
"Cha, I borrowed your note yesterday dong, fitting me in the law because late," whispered Sidney who felt imminent danger. He's sure Hotman's gonna ask him ahead any minute, do some math. Sidney doesn't know, Mr. Hotman won't let him go this time after yesterday's lesson.
"Who can do the number three thing?" All the children were pretending to be busy with the book before them.
"Don't I, please don't me," Sidney's great-grandson kamit kamit. The Scot sitting next to her was just laughing silently, holding back the sound from coming out of her mouth.
"No one wants to show their hands? Okay then, Sidney, please come forward!"
10 Minutes ahead, finally he can do it, but the fate is still wrong.
"Eat him, you don't skip my lesson. Just doing this we can't, can we?!"
***
"Mama, we're home." cried Scot who had dropped his body on the sofa. Sidney also did not miss, along with her body.
"Mama..."
"Hush, don't yell anymore. Your mom's at the cafe, not home yet" said Oma who had just come out of the kitchen.
"Omaaaa.."pekik Sidney, hugging the old woman. Nani has just arrived from Jogja, to her sister's house who invited her to visit there. Nani was actually no longer strong to travel far, but since it was his sister's last request who was seriously ill, then Oma was forced to leave.
"Okay, Oma's granddaughter, just got home from school. Eat there."
"That's it, Oma. We're both tired." This time it was Scot who answered for Sidney.
"Yes, already. Oma stay first, yeah. Oma is still tired from just getting there."
The two nodded, and returned late with his phone after Oma boarded. Bi Juminten immediately brought squeezed orange juice to them without being asked, because it had become a tradition of the two creatures after school.
"What's up twins..." Hearing that voice, the two teenagers straightened their bodies. A joyful smile appeared on their faces and simultaneously greeted the man.
"Om Dipaaaaa."
"Om Dipaaaa."
"When do you get back from Paris?"
"Yesterday. Well, in the car, order both of you. All complete according to the list."
"Gaziness..."
The two ran outside, towards Dipa's car parked in the courtyard of the house. Just then, Paris came home, and just smiled at the silly behavior of her two sisters.
"Om Dipa's been here a long time?" tanyanya. This is the name of shoots loved ulam also arrived.
"Barus . I think this gift is for both of us. Sorry big bro," said Scot raising one eyebrow.
Paris does not care. He doesn't even expect any reward from his Om because there's something he wants most and needs Dipa's help.
"What's up, Giant!" Series Dipa when she saw Paris entering the living room. The two of them are TOS, like every time they met a long time ago.
"When is it, Big Boss?" ask Paris who has not called Dipa as Om. Sometimes big boss or big bro, whatever the origin do not Om. It was at Dipa's own request to feel young.
"Yesterday. What story?"
"Boss, I want to ask you a favor, please. Very urgent."
"Don't say you fight again, and be asked to bring your parents to school" Dipa guessed, because that was already the case.
"This time, the guardians can also let the boss come," he said grimly.