TRAPPED IN THE PAST STORY
CHAPTER 1 THE SOUL OF ABRA
Nesha Himalaya Ayesha or commonly called Shasha is a high school student. She is beautiful, smart and attractive so that makes herself a prima donna in her school. Shasha herself has a hobby of reading so she always spends her time in the school library. There are times, he also goes to the bookstore just update the information of the novel that is in demand or a new release.
Shasha who was too focused on reading did not realize that there were three pairs of eyes watching her from different directions.
Actually, not only this time there are several pairs of eyes that target him, but this is the umpteenth time if he is alone and in a public place.
The three pairs of eyes have different intentions. There are those who intend to protect, harm even some who want to take advantage of Shasha. And the one who wants to use him is none other than Abra.
Abra's chance is wide open when Shasha is unconscious and too focused to pick up the book on the highest shelf, she tries to reach for the book. Abra who saw immediately approached and helped to retrieve the book that Shasha meant.
"Is this the novel you mean?" said Abra who suddenly appeared nearby.
"Yes, thank you for the help" said Shasha cuek because she was curious about the storyline in the novel in her hands.
"You're here by yourself?" abra asked trying to melt the atmosphere.
"So!" answer's short.
"Why are you here alone?"
"There's a lot of people here so I don't feel alone."
Abra who heard that answer tried to keep smiling even though her heart was upset.
"You're really attractive, I like women like you."
Shasha who heard that did not respond and left Abra to go to the cashier to pay for the novel she bought.
Abra catches up with Shasha and breaks through Shasha's queue and it irritates Shasha that Abra is paying for all the novels that Shasha bought.
After the cashier lazily Shasha approached Abra who was walking towards the food court. Aware of himself being pursued by Abra slowed his pace.
"Mas... Mas...wait, Mas!" call Shasha while running after Abra.
Abra stopped "You called me?"
"Hem, here I return the money" he said, opening his wallet.
Abra accidentally sees the contents of Shasha's wallet.
"Wow this is quite a tajir boy it's not wrong that I approached him" he said in his heart
"This is mas, take it back. I don't usually get paid by someone I don't know."
"Then we meet, come with me to the food court. There we can get to know each other."
"No, thanks. Because I have to be together for another hour. Here's the money." Shasha refused while handing over the money
Abra did not want to argue with the woman in front of him, immediately he took Shasha's hand to the food court. A chair is drawn so that Shasha sits right in front of him.
"Because you want to go bebel then eat first, stomach do not get empty later you hurt. If you are sick then my days will be empty."
"You healthy, Mom? vacuum how? we don't know each other even when we first meet."
"No, it's not our first meeting but it's our meeting for the umpteenth time."
The confused Shasha frowned, "how do you mean?"
"I'm not sure."
"A lot?"
"Three times a week."
"Surely in a week Saturday is your favorite day to read here, isn't it?"
"Hem."
"So, let's get to know each other now and then I'll take you to the stand."
Now the two of them order each other to eat and talk even Abra has started asking for Shasha's number.
Unaware that his conversation with Abra made him 1.5 hours late for the stand.
"It's bad, it's too late for me."
"Slow what?the bimbel?"
"Yes, this is all because of you!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that we were both joking around."
"Then what about my study assignment, tomorrow it has to be collected?" shasha grumbled while wanting to cry.
"May I see your homework?"
Shasha offers her homework. Abra started working quickly without any confusion at all. Within 30 minutes he was done.
"Wow... Great, how can you Mas?"
"I've won the science olympiad in Indonesia, so this model is very easy for me."
"Ever winning the science olympics.. Wow cool!"
"That's why you won't lose if you date me. You're beautiful and I'm smart to be an amazing couple, aren't you?" abra was clearly full of confidence
Shasha, who did not respond to Abra's words, tried to calm down so that her face was not red.
"Mas, I'm a kid."
"Then why? love does not need to see age" Abra said while taking her ID card to Shasha. "Ni, you see for yourself I'm only 20 and I'm sure you're 18."
Shasha held back her laughter as she looked at the photo of Abra ID card that looked older than the original
"Is something funny?" abra asked, frowning his forehead.
"No, Shasha said without looking at Abra because she was focused on her homework.
"So that's your name, meet me Abra Giovani. You can call me Abra. I've written my phone number on the back page of your book" Abra said as she closed Shasha's book.
"Well, is there anything to ask about this assignment of yours? if there's nothing I say goodbye to. Hopefully we can meet again with a different status. I have an appointment with my friend, then I stay first" Abra said as she stood up from her seat.