When the Heart Speaks

When the Heart Speaks
Chapter 34 He...


Slowly I turned around, slowly moving down the corridor of the Dormitory.still grasping my cell phone kept walking occasionally stop and throw my gaze at the activity at the gate of the dormitory, so many tonight,, you know,,and in a few seconds I realized that tonight is Sunday night, where the gate will be closed much longer, until midnight.


I decided not to go to my room, because as always, my room would be quiet, all my friends busy weekly nights with girlfriends, friends, friends,or just visit their family home in this city.


Only I myself, almost a year and more here, just spent my Sunday night with tens of novels that I read, never crossed my heart to find a lonely outlet here, never crossed my heart,never had the intention to find a temporary girlfriend here like what Ari just told me.


I think that's the most ridiculous idea I've ever heard.


I stepped closer to the permanently installed stone bench at every distance of several meters in the corridor of the dormitory, and chose to sit there alone.


Now I am alone, not only my own body but my own heart.


I took a deep breath, still in disbelief..A person I consider perfect, able to hurt my heart and even play behind my back, even twice.


I stared at the screen of my phone that had been vibrating all the time, 7 missed calls, all coming from the same number,


I decided to deactivate my phone.


My gaze now looks at the beautiful sky tonight, an almost perfect moon plus a sprinkling of stars that seem to be mocking me with my current condition.


But suddenly I was flabbergasted when one of the stars moved quickly, right before my eyes.


"Stars falling.....!!!"


I said slowly, though,,


For a moment of amazement, then I remembered the story of my mother when I was a child, about the request at the time of the shooting star will be granted.


This is not logical and looks to children, but what's wrong I tried.


I smiled faintly and then closed my eyes with my hands in front of my chest.


"O Allah, I do not ask for much, I just want to be found with someone who loves me sincerely and later He will be my priest, amiin"


I rubbed my hands in the face and opened my eyes and looked back at the sky.


And again....


A star turned back into a place.The view immediately made my eyes wide, with a gaping mouth, a sense of disbelief.I jumped with joy.


"Yeeeaaayy!!!!"


I unconsciously shouted out loud enough.


"Woi...are you why Din??"


Sister Dewi, the next door neighbor to my room that was passing by came up to me, and she saw that she was calling someone.


"Eh..sister, it's not.that's.ehmm.there's a shooting star"


Answer me shame.


"Huh...??sich, can't I see?"


Sister Dewi seemed unsure of my statement just now.


"Eh..iya..haloo, sorry.sorry.this is me talking to my friend he said there's a shooting star"


Sister Dewi seemed to be explaining to the person she was calling.


"Eh...wait a minute, do you want to talk to Dede???, he's the same you said"


I turned towards Kak Dewi, as Dede's name was called.


I tried to remember Dede who Dewi meant


"Oh...Dede is his roommate, one recruit is also with me.but, uh.wait"


I remember remembering something again.


"Ehm.kalo not wrong, Dede once said he graduated from High School faithfully darma"


The..!!!


my heart just suddenly beats incoherently,,, man,,


"Not that's the school I've been to, just to turn over the jacket???, my goodness..yes, that's Dion's school, and they're one generation"


My mind keeps on babbling.


I pushed jidat hard, though,,


"why don't ya ya at that time, I should ask him not to know Dion."


I who walk while continuing to daydream suddenly..


It..!!!!!


My body hit someone, though,,


"Dinaa.sorry.sorry yes.not intentionally.."


Dede breathed a sigh apologizing to me for bumping into me.


"I must apologize, I do not see, walk while daydreaming"


I said in response to Dede's apology.


"You see Goddess??"


Connect Dede.


"Oh,,iya.ditikungan there, again the telephone"


"Ehm....Thanks to Din"


Dede stepped back to leave me, but her steps came to a halt as I intercepted her.


"Eh...De..wait a minute.I can nanya??"


"What??"


"Ehm..kamu Sma Setia darma right??"


Ask me to doubt.


"Yes, why Din??"


"Ehmm..Just aja, Oh yes.it.tadi you sought the same who called Kak Dewi"


I paused my intention to ask Dion about Dede.


"Yes.that's Adit, my friend first class"


I just nodded and smiled then stepped towards my room.


Just a few minutes I was lying on the bed, the voices of Kak Dewi and Dede again sounded closer.


Sayup-sayup I heard their chat, which was talking about the time of High School.


I who felt sleepy decided to go back out of the room.


Seeing me out, Dede approached me,,


"Din, why ask the school?"


Ask her.


"Ehm..ini, I've had many friends from your school participating in my taekwondo club."


"Oh..this is nich...who again we call also had a practice he said there, City Hall right??"


"Oh yeah...Cook sich..., who's the mama?"


"Aditya"


Answer Dede briefly.


"A D I T Y A ????"


I repeated the spelling of the name Dede just mentioned.


I closed my eyes while frowning, shutting my memory of a name, but my attempt failed, I did not remember that name at all.


"Either De, I seem to have completely forgotten that name"


"Ehm..just a second..."


Dede went to approach Kak Dewi, saw them conversing for a moment, then Dede took over the mobile phone held by Kak Dewi.


Visible, Dede walked back towards me, taking the phone to his ear.


"Dit, uh, there was a friend of mine back then He was also practicing martial arts at the town hall, and he said from our school a lot of people were coming, but unfortunately, your name is not in his memory..hahaha"


Dede gave me his phone.


A little hesitant, I received the phone and got closer in my ear.


"Hello..who is this?, I'm sorry I don't remember"


"Yes.hello too, I'm Adit..Who are you?".


"I'm sorry Dit, I totally forgot, maybe if you look at the guy, I'm Paradina Lestari"


"Ehm.I think I know you.."


"Sich oil..kok can??"


"Yes.kamu Dina right, who always both the same Fitri"


"Loh..kamu inget too??, wah..makin curious me..this Adit which yes..??"


"Udah.don't think too much, how are you?"


"Ehm..well.but I'm really curious."


"Oh.gitu, it's already.gini aja, say no hp you yes, let me call, not the same good that has hp"


His words just made me realize that I was wearing hp sister Dewi.


After mentioning my phone number, I returned the phone to Sister Goddess who was standing not far from me.


I walked to the bed, not for long, No unknown called me,


"Hello, Dina.have you remembered me?"


"Sorry Adit.I don't remember at all.."


"Ehm.try calling the name of my high school boy who has participated in the exercises that you remember"


"OK, wait a minute...Dakas...Dion's..Reno's.."


"Nahhh.wait a moment, yes, you check deh.I sent something to your phone."


Hearing Dion's words just now, I checked my phone right away,


I quickly clicked the picture.


Like being stung by a high-voltage power supply, I was stunned in disbelief.


A man was sitting on a motorcycle with a cream shirt and black pants.


"Dion..."


I said slowly, still in disbelief, I put my phone back in my ear.


"You're not kidding, are you??"


I asked with a tone of doubt.


"yes, it's Din, it's really me, Dion, the guy you borrowed his jacket with when your shirt got wet"


Glacier..!!


I swallowed for a moment...


then blinked my eyes for a moment, and,,


"Hello...Din, are you still there?hello.." - oh..."


The voice of Dion's calling resuscitated me who was still dumbstruck by myself.


"Eh...iya..iya...sorry, why....why??"


I answered nervously.


"How are you??, old are you there?"


"Ehm.iya, a year or so.., but wait.you're Dion...Adit??didn't mya Dede mention you Adit??"


Ask me to investigate.


"Oh.hahhaha....Aditya Dion initiative.that's my full name,,"


"Ohhh...."


My mouth just formed a circle in response to his statement just now.


Our conversation continued, until almost midnight, many of the things we discussed including the time when we were in school.


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