The Stairway To Love
24.

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The afternoon was quite upset Anggi, where Glad did not pick up his phone even though he had tried to contact as many as ten times more. I don't know if Glad was intentionally aware that he was wrong or because he wasn't holding the device right now. What is clear is that Gladys must solve this problem, because Anggi does not want his name to be smeared again in the eyes of Bass.

This is not only about Anggi's feelings for the man, but also because of the form of pity if the man is thought to be a no-no by Bagas. All just because Glad was wrong and they lack communication if Bass was not a terrorist who deliberately came to the village to follow Anggi.

Far from what Anggi thought at first, until now he realized that Bass is not too bad. He knows the reason why Bass became such a mischievous person in school, and he knows Bass can change. Anggi never demands the heart to like a good person, he just wants the changed figure of Bass.

The girl understood, every person has a positive side of each. If it has been found, thank God, if not then they will both look for. Because the definition of love is not a claimant, but one that is always there to help. Anggi understands that, although he does not know that this liking is love or just a sense of admiration.

"Thank you, Glad!" pekik Anggi in the heart.

For the fifteenth call, Gladya picked up the phone and Anggi smiled as he called his best friend.

"Wooy!" abugn.

"What? Someone else breaks you call!" hiss Gladys cynical.

"Gue would like to be honest with Bass, sorry, let this matter run amok" said Anggi.

Gladys screeched half to death, "Lo mad! You want to kill me secretly?"

"Engga!" Anggi rolled his eyes irritated. "Poor Bass, he was scolded by his parents! He's good, he'll apologize."

"Basic stress!" cursed Glad.

"This is! I'm not evil or anything, but it's for your good. How to choose where? Do I apologize to myself or do I tell Bass?"

Gladys rounded his eyes. "Lunatic you crazy! Wicked lo Anggi!"

"Gue ain't evil! I told you Bass was sorry. Trust me he'll forgive you, he's good. Long story to explain where he's good."

"It's Anggi! how did you believe him? It's not purely from my plan!"

"So?" Anggi raised his eyebrows.

"Bobby!" replied Glad, who was sitting at the study table while looking at the yearbook of the school students. "Gue got an idea from him."

"Waith! Bobi's the little kid? Which bulleted glasses rich Harry Potter?"

"Yes! So he texted me, making sure to get the Bass. He said it was because he was being done with the Bass. I think it's a very appropriate reward, so I dare to help Bobi."

"Bobby the—"

"So this Bobi's a little girl who bullied Bass." Glad raised his tone. "Bobi's disturbing ways, so Bass got suspended from school."

"What?" Anggi. It's outrageous. "Bass was already punished with Bu Ani, Mr. Ruben, his own parents. You're on to nambahin again?"

"Not satisfied with Bobi. Yeah, I don't care about Bass or Lo apologizing. You ask the same thing as Bobi. It's empty eight five,,"

"Ehhh, wait! I'll get the pen first!"

Anggi immediately rushed to grab the small bag that had been hanging on the wall. It contained only one pencil and he immediately took out a pen. While grabbing a piece of paper on the calendar sheet today, Anggi took another postel and told Glad to continue.

"Is this the number?" anggi said while observing the number he just wrote.

"She texted me make that number, in the yearbook that's also her number."

Anggi nodded, "If so I call him first, bye!"

Turning off the phone with an impatient face has indeed become mandatory if you want Bass free from blasphemy Bagas. Sindir a little Anggi already fiery, let alone the figure of Bass who seems to always be suppressed. Why is Bass patient? Does she like to cry alone at night? Maybe!

Once Anggi called, Bobi didn't pick up. Twice, three times, not even lifted. Anggi upset, but want to make more? He could only send a message.

"Reply to my SMS if you have seen. I'm Anggi, 11th grader IPA 1, there's something important I want to talk about. Fear not! I'm not a Bass guy."

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"Well, can't he be a little more relaxed? Say well! Cleo believes in Bass! Bass wouldn't want to do that rich stupid thing!" Cloe's defending Bass

The girl rambled so much in the form of confiding to Helen, while the man in question was just sitting still while observing the thick book of physics essence, which was, the book he took from the school library in hopes of finding the same problem as the one given by Bu Ani. In fact nil. It contains only the simplest explanation and example of the problem, even though the problem of the BK teacher is the rest of the matter of careful intelligence between schools last year.

"Bass has to be patient! Why misbehave you been naughty? It's suspected mulu." reply Helen while cutting the apple that she just peeled.

"So Auntie thought, during SMA Bass did not have patience? Why didn't Bass run because Bass was patient! Moreover, Bass did not want to make mama drop because the child just said story."

Cleo nodded quickly, "If Bass ran away, it could be just Cleo who was Aunt Helen's target for nagging!"

Bass and Cleo laughed loudly, while Helen was just hisa buzzing around looking at her two petties who could always create laughter even in situations as complex as this. He was still busy cutting one by one apples, then putting the dishes in the middle of the living room table.

"What time is it?" bass asked without looking at the clock as his eyes focused on the book.

"Half the seven."

Bass glanced at the confirm, then took a breath. "Bass go first!"

"Where?" Helen intimidated me.

"Road, air nyari. If Bagas calls, tell him Bass is smoking."

Cleo chuckled as Helen shook her head. Bass immediately switched after putting the guidebook on the table, then got off the terrace. He did not take a bicycle, but just wanted to walk to Oma's house which was very close.

The road was shaken while whistling small, accompanied by a village wind that was not too bad compared to the sound of Bagas car horn when entering the yard of his home in the city. It feels better to dwell here than to insist on a debate with his own father. In addition to embarrassing yourself, this is also one of the things that Bass regretted the most why was born as a child seiba.

Arriving at Oma's house, she gave a small glance to make sure that the window of Anggi's room was tightly closed.

Soon the man entered slowly by sliding the black gate just a little, specifically for his body. Then he breezed quickly towards the small, clean garden next to Anggi's room. The man stuck his ear to the window and tried to hear signs of life in the room. And true, Bass can hear Anggi chanting the song Hello from Adele with a messy tone that he made intentionally or not.

Bass took a breath and then tapped his index finger three times in front of the window. Instantly the chant stopped and Bass was sure that Anggi suddenly goosebumps by frowning.

The second time Bass knocked on the window and hoped the girl would deny it. But wrong, it turns out Anggi was silent without saying and maybe behind there he was thinking that the knocker was a lizard or other animals. But who says ghosts can't knock, like Bass for example.

Slowly getting stronger, Bass knocked again. Then Anggi was heard saying with an annoying voice, more annoying than the sound of his singing earlier.

"Who? Don't joke!"

And when dozens of beats were thrown by Bass, the window immediately opened and crashed into Bass' forehead and nose. He grimaced in pain while holding his nose, while Anggi looked in shock at Bass.

"Bass? Lo ga what what?"

"Engga! Don't what!" the man tried to stand up straight and smiled towards Anggi. "Maybe it's karma."

Anggi grimace, "Who told people to get a window! Tau tasa."

"Huh! I want to make a promise right now, if I'm going to go back to see you before tomorrow."

"Make what?" asked Anggi while opening his window even wider, all of them are only limited to bars.

"What's that for?" Bass pretended to think. "Maybe tell me whose name misses."

The girl frowned then smiled in embarrassment, she hid her misdeeds while looking straight at the night sky depicting the brightness of tomorrow. "Where is Bagas?"

"Well home."

"To your house?"

"Engga!" tangkis Bass fast. "To sea. Yes, the time Sardines come home ain't to the sea."

"Gue thinks you're going to spend a day that way."

"Gue thought so too. But God gave me a prayer to ngabirn him" he said.

Anggi nodded again. He recalled that all got worse when Gladys and Bobi sent the package to Bass' house and it resulted in anger on Bagas's face supporting the image of a ruthless monster. The girl does not like Bagas, because the way Bagas beratai Anggi is not a pleasant thing.

Sometimes there is a limit to which a person's life cannot be traced just by 'he said'. Even if you already know, sometimes humans still have no right to call the problem arbitrarily. But to reconcile the heart, all that can be done is to keep everything and forgive.

Although sometimes many people still do not understand why someone is so stoic, just assume because they do not know what the true heart is.

"Did I talk in the middle room?" Bass raised his eyebrows.

Anggi looked up, "Emang you want to see Oma?"

"Engga!"

"Yaudah! Just talk here. Forget all the things you want to take. I'm a good listener again."

Bass smiled obliquely then leaned himself against the trunk of a guava tree not far from the window sill. "Gue was surprised by the same people who were not happy to see me happy. I felt happy, but I was taken again. It's like I don't have time to be happy."

"Patience! Maybe it's not time yet."

"I've been waiting for my real happiness." Bass looked at Anggi. "Ga exists! The problem is always being disturbed. I have temen, blocked by bokap. Have ideals, blocked as well. I don't want to until one day, my love is blocked too."

"If there will be no love that will be obstructed really" said Anggi ventured. "If it's too bad, it's not going anywhere."

"Yes too. In the matter of love, I don't want to expect too much girl. Cewe must now be investigated first fit."

Anggi swung his lips in annoyance at Bass's opinion. "You mean?"

"You don't have to be sad. If some girls do not need to be investigated because they already look good."

"Include me?"

Bass chuckled softly, "Yay, that's it."

Both giggle. All right, a little about Bass's face if you laugh. It didn't seem to diminish and the warm side was still evident in her sweet smile. His clean eyeballs made the man's face look very mature but did not lose any part of his cute and friendly self.

Suddenly a message came in from the direction of Anggi's phone, drew his attention and immediately grabbed the object. He glanced at the contact's name and emblazoned with Bobi's name. The girl turned her head spontaneously to Bass who was still standing pensively and her eyes looked at the grass beneath her.

Fill in a message like this, "If you want to talk about my plans with Glad, just call me!"

Suddenly Anggi turned to Bass again, making the man also turn his head spontaneously and their gazes met at one point. That time between cold and warm weather met, making Anggi confused raging over all this. He would not have the heart to tell about Glad to Bass, and he also did not want Bass always questioned by Bagas. Pretty hard choice.

"Do you see I'm rich?" Bass narrowed his eyes.

Anggi frowned, "Engga! You see me!"

"Yay, just go! Then I want to go first! I can't go on for long." said Bass.

Anggi nodded slowly. Actually he does not want Bass to go first, because staring at his eyeballs as if charming is the favorite of Anggi at this time. But it felt impossible to say that directly in front of Bass. It was enough to just be soaked until finally the man actually decided to leave.

"But inget nih Anggi!" he said again before leaving, making the girl draw closer to the bars of his window.

"What?"

"Before you sleep, mending lo see my photo on the instagram. Only three but can make you a beautiful dream invitee!"

Anggi chuckles amusedly at Bass's joke, "Is it a good dream?"

"If it's not beautiful, it's bad. Badly, I'm afraid you won't wake up because it's comfortable with the dream." continued the man.

"If so, you also have to see my photos also dong, let your dreams be beautiful."

"Engga!" elak Bass fast.

"Why?" Anggi raised his eyebrows.

"Because you won't be my dream, hopefully come true."

Anggi fell silent, as well as Bass who still had a sweet smile on his lips. The girl could only stare at Bass's face again, after the remark just came out, and honestly made her heart seem to melt within a second. It took a while to get her back to normal.

Bass laughs. "Udah ah! I want to go home! Anggi's dream!"

After the man said the last word, he immediately walked over quickly and left the girl herself staring at the empty little garden. His heart was now very cold and a little happier.

Anggi to the window. Closing it and taking a breath, "Hopefully you also have a good dream."

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