At the village hall. Fifteen students, assemble. They, would ask permission for the village's devices, to visit the farmers' gardens.
As usual, the number of fifteen students, will be back in divide, into three groups.
Franciska, reina and mita are one package. They go everywhere, always in threes and back in one group.
Siska, come forward to introduce yourself in front of another friend. After that, he switched the seats next to ahamad.
Ahmad is still focused on reading the book, unaware of the selfishness of the navi blue girl. Until siska clears her throat, and then the young man turns to her.
"Yes, sis?" asked ahmad flatly.
"You're going to be our guide again, right?"
Ahmad raises his face, then sweeps it around. The other scouts have escorted with two groups except the siska group.
"Yes, sis. I'll take you."
To hear it, siska clapped her happy hands.
"Suik! But please call me siska instead, brother. I told you yesterday."
'it wasn't yesterday that your name frans yah why now turn into siska?' Tanya.
Ahamd was joking, at least he knew when he heard siska hesitating. Siska patted his forehead,
"oh, my god, hammad, where have you been all the time, instead of sitting here, that siska's my short name and my full name is fransiska." Ahmad then checked and nodded.
"Oh yes, I forgot." Apparently, the mita is hugging siska from behind. "Hey, what are you doing out here by yourselves? The show's over, it's over," we say.
Ahmad suddenly shifted his seat, and was a little nervous. "I just want to ask our guide," she recalls.
"All right, let's go. We were going to the farm, si reina and the others were waiting for us outside," we said later.
"Okay. Hammad, let's go!" exclaims siska. Back, ahmad nodded and walked on them first. We held off the siska sleeve.
"Sis, where did you go last night, with ahmad?" he whispered. Siska should have been home since the evening, but she and ahamd had to walk because the bike had not come.
Even his leg, it still hurts. But walking with ahamd yesterday impressed her. Until she could barely sleep because of the thought of the young man.
"We walked, because the motor didn't come. So, until the night comes." Mita stopped the step as she raised her eyebrows.
"You're not bothered with him, are you?" Risti chuckled at it. "Inconsequential! He's nice and he's nice.
"But talk to you?" We asked again. Siska head her head.
"Nope. Either way, I'm a lot more chatty than him. Look at that, cool as ice."
"Well, yes. Ahmad is fluent in explaining something to do with the village. Besides, she's a lot of quiet, but no matter how far you go, she ain't got the "suck," bitch.
"Ish you this why, MIT, I hung out with him is cool even though he doesn't talk much, it's yuu. Siska grabs her arm.
"All right, let's go!"
that afternoon, it was not so hot, even inclined to darken. This helps them to move about in the field without hindrance.
The five students were enthusiastic, listening to the middle-aged man who was an expert on agriculture, explaining the type of plants and fertilizer.
Although siska did notice, but her edge kept looking at ahmad. Her heart was full of flowers to stay with the young man.
While living in the city of j, handsome men chased after him. Whether she was still in school or college, yet it did not interest siska to even spurn them.
Now, he just doesn't understand. Why, ahmad appeals to her? The man's magnet was powerful, perhaps not just his pretty face, but his heart as well.
"Now, practice the way I planted just now." Together they carried out the father's command, continuing to be told how to care for the plants.
"The sky grew cloudy, two hours passes. The ordinances select, do as you taught."
"Yes, Sir. Thank you!" they said united.
"I'll be going now. You boys have fun." Then Ahmad handed them a small plastic basket to hold the vegetables they picked.
Afterward, she chose to sit in the shade, quietly looking at sisika's bright face.
"No wonder you always warned me not to fall for the women of the city, because they're pretty girls, especially the girls I've got right now. Duh ahmad istigfar watch your heart." Ahmad set the five students, not seriously picking vegetables.
They were too busy taking pictures of the farm area and sounding with their laughter.
Seeing siska and her friends have expensive phones, with good looks. He's scanning himself, which is way ahead of them. Viewed from any Angle, ahmad feels no match for them.
So keeping your distance is the best option, for her feelings.
After we finish picking vegetables and taking pictures.
They ran a little closer to ahamd who still sat in the shade. They sat in a circle and unpacked.
"That was fun!" says siska among the smiles.
"Yeah, good thing it gloved over my skin," reina says.
"I'm hungry. Let's eat first." Mita chimed in.
The five students opened the lunchbox. Except ahamd, who was pretending to fix the backpack.
As for that, it's noticed sika's sitting right next to ahmad.
"Hammad. Come on, open the chow. We'll eat together." Ahmad is suddenly nervous.
"O-okay." He opened his lunch box hesitantly, and prepared himself if they made fun of his friend rice.
"Gee, there's oseng kangkung, chili and know bandung!" exclaimed siska.
Apparently, only he's interested in packing ahamad. Unlike her four friends, who focus on each other's food.
"Can I have one?" asked siska shamelessly. Ahamad is busy swallowing, nervously staring at her beautiful siska's face up close.
"Ta-buttress. "I have pot, yours has soup and other side dishes."
"Don't be stingy! I want chili on the fries and I know it!" Siska matte, a little sulk while pointing at the ahamad lunch box.
"Sis, you should not disgrace him, eat your own," Cetus mita. Siska pushed his lips so sweetly, making ahamad nearly hypnotized.
"Well, it's light and it's knowing." Ahmad gave me some of his side dishes. Then suddenly siska handed the young man a piece of her rendang.
Ahmad looked at siska's face, asking him with gestures. Siska smiled in a knot, as if she understood the look.
"It's called sharing, sis. I had, like, three cuttles. and that was a lot. So, I traded it for your food. You like it, don't you?"
"But my side dish is not as expensive as yours." Siska chuckled. "So what? They're both delicious.
Do me a favor, stiff the impression, just get on with it."
"Fine. Thank you." For some reason, siska's always been a comfort to him. It's like there's something cold in his chest.
They dissolved in conversation, and suddenly it rained heavily.
"Dear rain god, how do we get home?" reina asks. "Wait, doesn't let go," ahmad says, trying to calm down. Rain splash, hit siska's clothing. It's giving itself a reflex that attaches itself to ahamd's body. Wake up, they touched both instantly.
"God bless." There are drives he doesn't understand
"Sorry, sis. I was covered in rain." Ahamad nodded in understanding.
"Let's switch seats."
"But your clothes will get wet."
"It's okay. I'm pretty cool." The siska makes no sound anymore. He got up and switched positions.
Every now and then, he rubbed his arms against the cold. Unconsciously, their attitude elicited the gaze of four of his friends.
"Don't they look cute?" mita whispered to reina. Reina smiled in the reading, nodding in agreement.
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