When the Heart Speaks

When the Heart Speaks
chapter 3 where is he...


Time seems to pass so quickly.


It's been 1 week running from that day.. The day I felt so much curiosity about the one I thought was weird... Dion Si Mr's. Strange and a piece of his jacket.


Scroll my study table, a bundle of blue paper. I got up from the side of the bed, I grabbed the package, looked at it, and I opened it again. I


feel bad if you have to give the jacket with a package that is too sweet. Like a teenager who is being drunk with romance in my opinion. I squeezed out the blue paper, and threw it in the garbage basket under my desk, the fragrant scent of the fragrant clothes smelled from the jacket, because I washed it before using a lot of clothes fragrances. At least, there's a reason why I just returned it.


I opened my desk drawer looking for something I could wear instead of the blue paper. I grabbed a plastic bag with a pink hellokity picture. I thought for a moment...


"Did I just put this plastic in?? ah.but it feels disrespectful"


I scrunched my forehead.Try to think again, then I decided to take some old newspaper paper Papa's. I wrapped the jacket, and put it in a pink hellokity bag.


"Fiuhh..finally done.."


I ruffled my waist in relief, I looked up my head at the wall clock hanging on the top of one of the walls of the room, the clock pointing at 06:30 was still too early..


I came out of my room, I saw Papa running around in front of my house. Every Sunday Papa always took the time to exercise, even if only for a moment. Because the other day he worked. We are not from a wealthy family.


My father was just a laborer in a property company, on a makeshift salary but it was enough to finance our lives and my school. That's why I didn't demand my parents too much for what I wanted.


I stepped into the chair in front of the television, I grabbed the remote and looked for the broadcast I liked.


"Din, aren't you practicing??"


Ask Mama who came in carrying a grocery bag, seemed to have just returned from the vegetable.


" Dare again Ma"


I replied with still in the initial position half-down in front of the television.


"Mama buy rice uduk Din, yuk We have breakfast first"


Mama said while removing 3 paper bags from her shopping bag.


"Yes Ma"


I replied as I moved to the kitchen, Mama had not reached the kitchen suddenly


"Take Papa all Din"


Mama's shout came back, which made me turn towards the front to call Papa.


"Pa.breakfast yuk"


Call me to Papa who is sitting while wiping the sweat that starts to shine on his face and arms.


at once, my father looked at me and answered


"Yes, son.."


In a matter of minutes we have enjoyed the rice prepared by Mama.


after cleaning the dining table, as well as washing the tableware, I rushed to take a shower, prepared and packed up to go to the practice to the City Hall.


The current clock is at 07:45.


when the horn that I know so well is dentin 2 times.


"Ma ... Pa.. Dina's leaving yeah.."


I kissed my parents' hands.


Mama drove me to the front, just out the door, I patted my forehead and swiveled back in the room, as fast as lightning I grabbed a packet that rolled sweetly on the room table.


I heard that Mama was laughing with Ari in front, when Ari said


" Something must have missed Buk"..


In a matter of seconds I was back by Mama's side still standing in front of the fence.


"We're leaving, ma'am.."


Pamit Ari, who at that time I found was watching the package I brought.


I waved at Mama, who was closing the fence and walking into the house.


On a motorcycle,


"That's what Din?"


Ask Ari curiously.


"Oh... This is a friend's shirt to turn around."


My answer.


"You pinjem?"


Connect again.


"Yes last week forgot to bring a change of clothes" I said again.


"Bah... Good thing your friend brought two ya"


I kind of wanted to choke when I heard Ari talk like that.


It was as if I was in a lie.


I'd love to tell her about what I'm going through, but I'm afraid there's a misunderstanding, and I'd rather be quiet, anyway today after this jacket I'm returning, it's all over, it's all over, and my relationship with Ari will be fine. I breathe steady myself.


"Non. kok daydreaming.."


Goda Ari who secretly notices me from her motorcycle spy.


I flinched, and looked at the rearview mirror and smiled.


Not long after, we finally arrived.


I went down and asked Ari,


"Would you wait or go home first??"


giving up the helmet.


"I'll go home first, I'll pick you up at 11.


I haven't had a shower"


Reach alone I widened my eyes, disbelief it made Ari widened...


"Why?? still fragrant huh??"


The ledek again.


I retaliated by landing a pinch in his arm. We both laughed.


Until finally Ari motor drove away from me.


I hurried over half-running into the City Hall, occasionally my eyes went around and my head turned to the right and then to the left.


"Where is he"


I said in my heart.


Up in the room where we were gathered, I did not see Mr. Paneh not even his troops.


I went back out after I put the backpack down, looking around the field, looking,


this time it was more thorough, but I could not find it.


I walked out near Andika and Bayu and Fitri who again demonstrated the new kick taught last week.


"Someone saw Dion"


I asked without a stale base.


they looked astonished, Fitri stopped his activities and approached me.


"From now on I haven't seen Din, maybe I haven't come"


Turns out our conversation was overheard by our coach Bang Andi.


"Dion, Daka same Reno they resigned Din, last week they said."


I was stunned to hear Bang Andi's explanation, then walked over to Bang Andi who was tying his shoelaces to start the exercise.


"This is a Serious Bang?"


I ask still in disbelief.


"Yes they have a limbel he said, so can't practice first."


training begins..


Exactly at 11 I saw Ari already hanging on his motorbike in front of the gate of City Hall.


Me and Fitri went hand in hand.


"Fit.. tomorrow I want Dion's school back in his jacket"


I started the conversation while walking.


"You want to skip, huh? do you know where the school is?... Do I want me to go"


Self-offering.


"She went to high school in Darma Fit High School, and the school entered her at noon, not far from our school, so I went home from school I went straight there."


Obviously I am long.


"Then....Ari??"


Ask Fitri again as if in doubt.


I just turned her head while shrugging my shoulders, indicating that I don't know what to do.


Not yet Fitri replied again, I hurriedly ran small towards Ari who was waiting for me, while waving at Fitri.


"Yes first..bye..".


While blinking one of my eyes at Fitri.


He just smiled back at my hand.


"The packaging is brought home again Din?"


Ask Ari wonder.


"People don't come in."


Reply me.


"Are we going to his house?"


Ari's bargain to me.


"That's okay.sook at school"


All the way through, we were silent.


Until my house, Ari entered the fence parked his motorbike and sat on the terrace. I went in and got me a glass of cold orange water and put it on the table next to the chair Ari was sitting on.


Papa's out..


"How are you Ri?? how's school?"


Ari stood up and greeted Papa.


"Good Sir... Alhamdulillah school is good"


"Say you've started PKL..."


Ask Papa again.


"Not yet sir, maybe next month."


Answer Ari.


Not long ago I had finished changing clothes and headed for the terrace joining Ari and Papa.


"Dina is done, you go in first.."


Papa moved and went inside.


I replaced Papa sitting on a chair opposite the side with Ari.


We had a casual chat that afternoon, until lunchtime arrived, Mama approached us.


"Dina lunch first yuk, take Ari as well.."


I nodded my head and invited Ari to eat with us.


After eating, Ari came home.


"Yet.. Sir thanks for having lunch here, Ari wants to go home"


"No pa-pa Ri... No, no, you're careful"


Continue to contact Papa when Ari wants to leave the house.


"Oh yes Ri, I forgot... No need to pick up tomorrow... I'm the same Fitri wants to go to the stationery shop we want to buy. I'm back in the angkot"


My husband is a little nervous.


"Oh... Okay. you be careful"


There was a little relief in my heart when I heard Ari's reply.


Monday morning, at my school.


"Dina... Are you sure you want to meet Mr. Aneh?"


Fitri asked me as we were standing on the ground for the ceremony.


I just nodded my head with my eyes focused forward.


After the ceremony ended with lesson after lesson, the moment I was waiting for arrived. Many times I glanced at the watch on my left hand, occasionally I tapped my finger at the table.


Fitri who had noticed my anxiety was approaching me, and I just smiled.


Tettts... Tettts... Tetttt.


The school bell finally rang Mr. Ijal my school guard. There was a sudden beat that hit me with an irregular heart. Today I suddenly felt twice as hot as usual, grains of sweat began to appear on my forehead.


Oh my... What's wrong with me.


I took a deep breath and threw it away slowly.


I set foot out of the school gate.


I went to the motorcycle that was lined up in front of the school gate, and asked to be sent to Dion's school.


It wasn't until 10 minutes, I arrived.


After giving me a piece of money 5 thousand, I looked around the atmosphere of the school, and I realized that my uniform was different, that made all eyes on me.


I've been staring for a long time, between shame and confusion, because I don't know who to ask.


After a long time of sculpting, I chose to stand beside the school gate, which happened to be when there was a small chair Brother Fried seller. I decided to sit there.


"Can you sit here?"


Sapaku to the brother of the fry seller.


"Please mbak.."


A fried seller, while watching my uniform.


"Not a student here.."


Connect her.


I shook my head with a smile.


My eyes did not escape the students who one by one entered the school gate.


5 minutes.10 minutes.15 minutes.. I didn't find Dion's figure either.


Half an hour I waited to see you. The students had started to quiet down, it seemed like everything had already come. I let out a breath.


I'm standing... Feeling hot, tired and thirsty.


I sent you home.


Where's He...


This is as hard to see him.


I walked over, left the school.


With an angkot majoring in my house.


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