The Pursuit Of Love
Chapter 11

"l. Wait. "call dava.

Walking towards alya. And Lydia's in the school hallway.

Yep. Now is the hour of rest. So, Alya and Lydia decided to go to the cafeteria.

"What's dav ? " ask alya.

Once the dava got in front of him.

"You want to go to the cafeteria ? " sanyanya.

"Yes. We're both going to the cafeteria. Why?" my many. With a frown.

"I'm coming with you. To the canteen ? "

"That's a big dav. Add friends, increase also the thrill." said lidia.

Alya just stared at Lydia in disbelief. It could be, he agreed to her request. All this time, the two of us never ate with guys. What else to eat together in the school cafeteria.

"Yes, al ! " he said again.

While nudging my arm.

Immediately I woke up from my daydream.

"If you don't want to. Why can I be alone." said Dava.

"No. Just be with us." I said quickly.

If not, please accept Lydia's request. Could could. Talk all day. Better to just give up.

The three of us. Walk to the canteen. Luckily, the time until the canteen was not too many students queuing up. So, the three of us immediately queued up. Before, heading to the place, for us to sit.

When we both want to stand in line. Immediately banned by him. Who else, if not dava.

"Lohs. What do you want to do in line ? You two better sit down. Let me order it. As well as treat you." said Dava.

"Yes already is. I ordered chicken noodles, iced tea" said lidia.

"If you were Al ? " sanyanya.

"really. Want to be in a deal ? " ask to make sure.

"Yes al. Really. What message do you want ? "

" okay. I want meatballs, same iced tea."

"Ok ready ."

Soon, Lydia and I sat down. After finding an empty seat.

While on the other side. Not far from Alya sat down. In front of the canteen entrance. A pair of eyes, looking towards him, with a sharp glint of eyes.

"Why lo ? Even bung here. No, go into the canteen. Laper, my stomach." said Nanda.

"Thuh ! Again see alya. So, it's hot on its own." riski quipped.

From now on, who was looking at Alya, with sharp eyes. The other is aldo.

I don't know. What's on aldo's mind now. Until he arrived, his gaze was fixed on Alya. Which usually, do not like to pay attention even now the opposite.

"Why with me. Just look at him ! With another guy, my heart aches." inner aldo.

Imminent. Aldo walked into the canteen. Riski and nanda. I ordered food for the four of them.

"Food is coming ! " calling Dava.

After arriving. On Alya's seat, and Lydia's.

"Gee......Thanks dav. Already want to buy us both." said I'm happy.

Gapapas. Just once, for today. My pocket money is intact.

"Khem" aldo's voice. The one who cleared his throat passed Alya.

Imminent. I hold this mouth, not to say hello to him. I focused my gaze, on a bowl of meatballs. So that I, no longer see it. Which makes this heart hurt.

"Yuk, we're eating. It's cold, the food." said lidia.

It melted the heat, which I felt.

I pour as much as possible. In bowl. Without sauce and soy sauce.

"The patch is not too much al? Doesn't hurt his stomach. If it's mostly sambal." ask dava.

With a face that shuddered in horror. Looking towards the meatballs filled by sambal.

"If it's alya, don't ask dav again. That's the spicy queen. Anti stomach pain, so. Do not be surprised, if he eats meatballs with a lot of sambalnya. More precisely, meatballs in the cabein." replied Lydia.

"Lo doesn't know. If you eat without a strong taste, it is like drinking tea without sugar. Tasteless." I said. Continuing my meal.

With dava. Just shaking your head. I think girls like Alya. Too barbaric in front of him.

After school.

"Lids. I want to do a lot of the same. Do you like dava ? " tanyaku.

Right now, we are both in my room.

Yep. After school. Lydia, decided to stop by for a while at home.

"Ng not really anyone who likes the same dava" he replied nervously.

"really. I don't like the same Java. Yes already. Every time we go to the cafeteria, there is no need for our dava" I said lightly.

"Just son of lo. Don't dong. Yes yes yes. I ngaku. I like her. But, never, you tell me who it is. Including dava himself." he replied scowling.

Because I managed to give him a threat.

"Well, that's donk. From then on, he replied, It was done. I don't need to interrogate everything."

"Nyebelin. I am very noticeable, Dad. I like the same Java. Looking at what is al ? " sanyanya. With full search.

"Gue knows, just by looking at your gaze into the dava. Like adoring." I replied arrogantly.

Tok tok tok tok

Chequelek

I opened the door to my room that was knocked on.

"Yes mother, what's wrong ? Where are you going?" my many.

When, look at the mother who is neat with a dress. Also her syar'i veil.

"Mother go to a friend's house first. There, there's his son's wedding. Coincidentally invited. You're the same Lydia, eat there first. Mother has prepared the food below."

"Yes already. Mother heart heart well. In a moment, alya is the same as Lydia going down to eat." I said.

Kissing your hands, with reverence.

"What does aunt al say ? " ask lidia.

When I closed the door, after my mother left.

"Mother wants to go to the lid. We're told to have breakfast immediately" I replied.

"Gee....If so, we eat. It's laper, my stomach." he asked.

Lydia and I headed to the kitchen to eat.

"Waaaah ..there's this chicken vegetable soup." cry lydia.

After opening the food hood, look at the menu on the table.

"Lo want me to make a sambel terasi not ? Let it be more delicious afdol." I said.

Put a clean plate in front of him.

" No need to al. Longer, I ate it. If you still make sambel. This one, it's good."

Ting

I took my phone, which was near the pillow. When I get out of the bathroom. After Lydia came home, I cleaned myself up.

I open whatsapp application, which turns out there is a chat coming in from the number that I have been pursuing love all this time. The other is aldo. Tumben he chat Whatsapp me first, usually, he cuek duck. When yesterday I sent him a message. In fact, my number was blocked once. Karna, I'm the one who always keeps talking to him.

"Bring me tomorrow."

"I read it wrong. Or I'm the one who's hallucinating." I muttered.

Who's still staring at my phone screen. With facial features that cannot be interpreted with words.