Your name is Secret
Neighbor But Friendly

Really Niken felt like there was a boil sitting on the buttocks and disturbing the comfort of his sitting. Many times Niken shifted his sitting position, his eyes were also unfocused.

'Kok can there be Andre here anyway?'

Many times Niken convinced himself that who was talking in front of there was true Andre. Niken could not even hear what Andre was talking about up there.

'Oh my God, this is what love seems to be clapping one hand, ' Niken lamented in her heart.

Just looking at his face that someone else already has it hurts too and even more pain must be self-conscious because it can not have. Nabila apparently realized Niken's strange behavior since the arrival of their tutor. The hand was extended so that it could reach Niken's arm, after successfully poking Niken's arm, Nabila asked with an eye code that Niken answered with a coil. Nabila was silent harboring her curiosity.

Ninety minutes that Andre used to talk that Niken did not understand in front of the theater boy was finally finished as well. Ninety minutes was excruciating for Niken. Because this first meeting there is no activity at all. All the students scattered out want to go home immediately because the time is also getting late in the afternoon.

Niken walked out along with Nabila. Almost with other students. Nabila who was initially silent was reminded of Niken's strange behavior.

"Sir, what were you doing?"

"Huh?" Niken who was found daydreaming turned his head in shock because Nabila nudged his shoulder.

"So that time in class?"

"Why am I?" Niken asked back and scratched his hair that began to feel limp.

"It's so nervous. Stomach pain?" Nabila who asked with a worried look made Niken confused to give what reason.

"Laper, it wasn't lunchtime." Thank goodness Niken's brain worked quickly to find excuses.

"Would you eat first? Let me accompany." bargain Nabila. Niken shook his head, because he felt guilty when his new friend looked sincere.

"No, eat at home. Oya what are you going home? We're not in the same direction?"

"I'm riding an angkot." Then afterwards Nabila mentioned his home address which turned out to be the opposite direction to Niken.

"You got a motor?" ask Nabila after they almost got parked.

"No." Niken is in a hurry to find the phone he hid in his bag so as not to be caught by the teacher. The dial button.

"Juuuunn." Niken whined for a second after Juna raised the call from her.

"Hm." Juna across there said lazily. Whether you're wandering in a dream or hanging out in the bathroom, Niken doesn't really care.

"Fetch me Jun, I wait in front of the gate. Okay!" Niken immediately turned off the phone without waiting for Juna's approval.

"Daughter?" Kepo Nabila while smiling seductively.

"No. My neighbor," said Niken cuek because he was used to the prejudice of people who thought he was dating Juna.

"Neighbor but friendly." Niken laughed when he heard Nabila's sentence which sounded appropriate when used as the title song dangdut.

"We're waiting for an invitation together, right? Sit at the front stop." Niken frowned with Nabila's invitation.

"She said take the angkot?" Nikon asked in wonder.

"Emang," answered Nabila who continued to step across the road to the right stop in front of their school.

"Wait for an invitation? Not so how to ride an angkot?" Niken was astonished.

"You picked up a neighbor but your message, I picked up the angkot driver who was always there for me," replied Nabila after they sat sweetly on the bench stop. Many other students are also waiting for angkot like Nabila or waiting for an invitation like Niken.

Niken melengos with a flat face heard the joke of Nabila.

"June." Niken shouted a bit loudly calling Juna while patting his shoulder. Juna just glanced through the rearview mirror of his motorcycle.

"I got a new temen. Very beautiful people. I know you tomorrow." Niken is still using a loud volume so that Juna who is wearing a helmet hears his voice.

"For what?" ask Juna wonder.

"O acquaintance, it is suitable at times. His son is good as he is." Niken tried to convince that Juna greeted with a dismissive smile.

"Now you know him?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"There haven't been twenty-four hours of knowing, how could he be of good value?" ask Juna sarcas. Niken scratched his temple.

"Eemmm, yes look away from her face and her behavior." Juna shook his head, slicing with Niken's innocent thoughts.

"The person who has a lot of tattoos on the stamp as a thug and brand when he likes to do charity. There are also those whose faces are alim eh no know of drug users. Which one did you choose, Nik?" Niken hit Juna on the shoulder, between embarrassment and anxiety and unable to answer her question.

***

"The person who has a lot of tattoos on the stamp as a thug and brand when he likes to do charity. There are also those whose faces are alim eh no know of drug users. Cool words, want me to note ah, in the diary of Marsya's brother" Marcel said.

Marsya turned her head in surprise, "Why should it be in my diary?"

"Yes let brother not value people carelessly. All this time my brother always judge people by the cover." Marcel seemed to be deliberately asking his brother to argue.

"Hey Marcel, when do I judge people by their cover?" fierce Marsya did not accept the accusations of his sister, while Marcel played his lips following his brother's babble.

"That's proof, Irza's sister always said ugly when she was handsome. Isn't it ma? Mama's potential mother-in-law named Irza is handsome?" Marcel looked at his mother for support.

"According to the handsome mama, like Kim Soo Hyun," said Niken responded to Marcel's teasing.

"Ih far away," Marsya's murmur was upset. "I balked Irza at bandingin with Kim Soo Hyun." Marsya.

"Still hanging with Irza everywhere, brother," Marcel's lead became more and more.

"Not quiet. I still want to continue my mom's story. If you want to be noisy, you go all the way." Marsya made a movement as if expelling. Marcel although still want to continue mocking his brother but still according to to calm and silent. Waiting for her mother to continue the story.

"So after you know Nabila --"

***

Niken waved as soon as she saw Nabila standing awkwardly in front of the door of her class. Since the introduction in the theater class their relationship is arguably getting closer. Now Niken everywhere is not always with Juna anymore. The position of Juna has been said to be replaced by the presence of Nabila.

Nabila who was the first time to visit Niken's class was clumsy so step foot in and found there were some who looked curious about him even though not a few were indifferent ducks do not care.

"Tumben here?" ask Niken cheerfully. Niken immediately packed his belongings into a bag so they immediately went to the cafeteria to fill the stomach ammunition.

"I'm afraid, every day you're just the one who goes to my class." Nabila replied in a whisper, still standing in front of Niken's desk, waiting for Niken to finish putting her books in.

"Just like anyone," said Niken shaking hands and immediately rising out.

"Jun, go to the cafeteria" take Niken. Juna moved with laziness. Actually he was not excited, for some reason today his body was a bit limp. Want to sleep in class alone but a bit uncomfortable also when in class there is absolutely no person.

"Why you go to my class so often, you have fans." Nabila chuckles amusedly and gets a glance from Juna's eyes.