"I don't know how much I want to be around her, how much I want to protect her, even if I'm the one that's with her, whether she's alive or in her mind, just me... I'm the only one in his heart...

Maybe it sounds crazy! Because I've liked my own sister. I'm the one who has never loved any woman, even when I'm surrounded by them. But I don't know why, when I'm around her my heart starts racing, my heart feels good and happy, I even wish that she was born for me.

Earlier, I questioned your feelings for me, but you don't seem to understand and you have absolutely no idea what I'm feeling right now.

Huuuft... And you're saying my face is wilting?

Is that how disappointed I am?

But I don't want to cry and I shouldn't cry!

Now, I just want to look up at the colorful sky, so that my tears don't fall.

Sometimes I ask myself, why can't people live the way they want?

Is everyone's life perfect?

As far as my eyes see the sky, I would seek a shooting star to give my hopes. But, why is dawn coming so soon? No matter how much I prayed, in the end I couldn't find a single star to look at.

If you only knew, that there's not a day that I don't remember you because I never forget you for a second. The smile on your pretty face always echoes me.

Whenever I'm feeling down, I'm used to saying that I'm okay.

If time can be stopped, I want to see you always, always be with you, always a part of your life. And yet I realize that now there's nothing I can do to have you.

O of the dawn, is there really nothing I can do?

Then let it be undone...

Although my heart is sad, but at least in this position I'm thankful, because I will always be close to her, and if I can get this close till I'm old, certainly will have been very happy with my life, so what do I expect? Maybe god still has my soul mate. Still somewhere, I believe it!

(In class)

Hikshiks.. Hikshiks...

There's a crying girl sitting alone in the back seat of the class.

TAP TAP TAP!!

There was a faint sound of footsteps approaching her, but the girl sitting down didn't even listen.

Whispered the girl who had the meeting again covered her face with her hand.

"Who is that? Why did he come after me?"

The word in her mind was the girl's having more meetings cover her face with her hands.

"I beg you, do not come near me now!" cried in her heart while holding tight to her chest.

TAP!

The unpleasant sound of footsteps would actually stop right next to her, and then gently stroke the girl's back.

"Hiks.. Sniift.. Don't you know that if I'm being like this I won't raise my head, I won't open my arms, and I don't want anyone else to come near me.. I just want to be alone, so please leave!!" Ask the girl for help in her sorrow.

"Dara has, has multiplied Don't be sad anymore, okay? A person like that is not worth your tears!" Said the person who just came counseling the girl.

At the sound of the people's words and voice, the girl immediately stood up and hugged the people tightly.

The tears flowing without control caused her blurred vision, not to mention her sobs becoming increasingly violent, adding to her chest shortness of breath. Her lips felt heavy even if she could speak fluently.

"Hiks..I can't believe it! This guy, he's a prick! Kiki, what is my fault?" she asked haltingly.

"No dara, you don't have any fault! You're just so naive, so trusting! So they enjoy playing you!" Answer kiki as she caressed her Dara's hair.

"It's done..! Why do you bring tears to a boy like that? That should make you feel even more relieved now that you know his true nature? I'm here anyway, I'll always come after you. Well, you don't have to depend on him anymore, do you?" Kiki says she's trying to keep her head down.

After listening to kiki's words, Dara quickly learned that what her friend had said was true.

Now, that girl before her had looked like those cloudy days, was now starting to come back as bright as the morning sun. Her feelings of anguish had already improved and calmed. Despite the heavy trauma, the warm drops had also begun to stop flowing from her beautiful eyes.

Slowly, the two of them shook each other's arms. With her lovely smile, kiki gave tisue to Dara so she could wipe away the remaining tears on her cheek

"Dara, you must be strong, you can survive this! (cheering) Hmm.. How about now I take you to the toilet? You have to get fresh and wash your face, and I can't bear to see you with that guy, because it will make him proud when he knows that you're crying because of him!" Kiki's persuasive intent is to strengthen her heart, and then the passenger just nods her head while picking up her handkerchief inside her purse and quickly slips into her pocket.

With a tissue in her hand, she covers her nose and lips during the trip to the toilet.

Because for her, crying is such a devastating disease! Because in the middle or after she finished crying, she was most unhappy and didn't even want to be seen by other people, because under the circumstances she would look like a cow with her eyes and lips all red and swollen!

Hence, she always tried with all her might to suppress the sadness of her goal is not to cry in public.

And because Kiki knows too well about Dara's current condition, she's got to rush alongside and protect her friend along the way, so Dara's face won't be seen by others. "It's a good thing the school is quiet now, so we don't have to play hide and hide from others!" Kiki said to ward off her worries.

But of course, they're washtuple!

Quickly, Dara turns the faucet that drains the cold water from the inside, the coolness of the water makes her smooth face stop feeling sticky and hot like before.

She immersed herself in every drop of water that swept away the dust and thundered the air.

"Well, are you feeling better?" Ask Kiki with a smile.

"He'eh!" answered Dara felt relieved.

Feeling refreshed, she dried her face and hands with the handkerchief that had already bagged her.

However, both of them had heard the sound of a group of girls laughing loudly approaching the toilet door where they were now living.

Immediately, the starting nervous Dara looked at Kiki from the mirror's reflection that lies in front of her. Pointing to the face, she gave her misbehaviour for meaning:

"Does my face still look like I've been crying?!" looked at her anxiously.

Kiki, who is very familiar with what Dara is, immediately brandishing her thumbs as if to reply to her gestures with the answer: "yes, that's enough!"

But I don't know why, but Kiki has to say so, but her confidence hasn't fully healed.

She still had tears in her eyes that looked still blushing "Well, hopefully no one notices!" Please Dara's in his heart.

BRAAK!!

The sound of a smash open door is fast and strong, causing Dara to be very surprised to hear it. "Aahhhhh! My goodness, Amira and her friends!" Dara is shocked in her heart.

"Kyaa hahahaaa aaa!!

Poor thing's a pity. Haha haha!"

~ oops ~

In an instant, their shrill laughter stopped as they saw Dara and Kiki inside, and a few pairs of eyes cast a nasty glance at the two of them.

Not only that, as they pass by behind the Dara and Kiki, their lips also begin to whisper very softly to each other. However, in not knowing what they are saying or thinking, Dara pretends not to see or care.

"Eheeem!" Suddenly Kiki approached the Dara, then in a loud voice said:

"So Dara, I've told you before! I'll teach you how to polish the make-up, so it won't put your eyes in an eyersliner like this, right? Heheheee!" The daily smile towards Dara with a wink.

The very slow and innocent wench who has been so focused on the state of her swollen eyelids. She doesn't understand kiki at all! So, when kiki suddenly spoke to her like that just now, the innocent girl was confused to answer her, not to mention her broken heart, which would make her absolutely unable to concentrate on anything right now.

"What the hell is kiki supposed to mean?" The Dara's question to the heart.

However, as Kiki started to give her a little gesture, the young woman finally began to understand what she was saying, which turned out Kiki was helping her find the reason for the red, swollen eyes.

"Aaa.. Yes yes! I was going to study by myself, Kiki, and I intend to beat the hell out of you to get a reputation for princess make-up school. But I'm admitting defeat now! Hm.. shabby Then how about I come home from school? Teach me a little polishing a face!" The young Dara's word means to play the role of Kiki's drama.

"Yes Dara, I will definitely teach you, and for your date on Sunday tomorrow, you will definitely dress me up!" (hand patting the Dara's shoulder) But don't forget to introduce me to that hot guy you just met, too, ok? 'cause I had a crush on his tall white friend!!" Knitting words while playing with her eyebrows.

"Oo.. O..okay! Later I'll wear it to you too!" Dara's answer with a stiff smile because actually she doesn't understand.

"Ouch! What exactly did you mean Kiki just now? Why the new guy, the hot guy, the date? What the **** is with all this? Why does she make up so many stories for me?" Dara is confused.

Tap! Kiki's arms around her Dara's shoulders,

"Come on Dara!" she retorted while pulling and directing her friend out of the toilet.

This time, however hard wench tried to think, the innocent girl was still completely confused by Kiki's words just now.

And after they arrived at the classroom door, Dara looked directly to the right and to the left, she just wanted to make sure no one else was there for them, and then she quickly pulled Kiki's hand over to the table in her classroom.

"Here, you sit here first!" Dara asked Kiki to sit her chair, then they sit next to each other.

"Kiki, please explain to me what you mean by a new acquaintance, a pretty boy and a date?" Dara asked with a serious look because she was very curious.

"Hey, hey, hey.. What's the matter with you Dara? Why are you taking that so seriously? I was just saying that, that's all I'm saying, just so Amira will think that you're next to another guy! And who knows what he'll tell Arga later. So, all that just to get revenge for making him jealous of you, how, good isn't my idea?" Kiki described confidently. But the innocent wench, thinking otherwise:

"Reply to make Arga jealous? But won't he accuse me of cheating on him?" Dara asked worried.

"Well no, miss, you're just as close to getting acquainted as they did!" Kiki replied casually.

"Mm... By the way, do they know that I caught them alone behind the classroom?" Sriink! The recent Dara's question, instantly changing kiki's confident expression became withered.

(Dara's/D POV)

Interviewer: Mutya/M (author)

D: "Just call me Dara,

There's nothing special I can tell you about my life, and therefore let each page in this novel be more detailed to tell my story.

First of all, I'd like everyone to know that Kiki is my best friend from our one class of junior middle school (SMP) to now will graduate hight school (SMA). So, five years or so we've been best friends. She's very thoughtful, cheerful, intelligent, and speaks very wisely.

Anyway, she never lets people around her get bored when she's with her.

But, as much as she's fun as it is, there's one thing I've been wondering about about her, which is that, until recently, she hasn't dated even in a mere instance!"

M: "What kiki.. sorry before, was ugly?"

D: "no, not because she's ugly or even disfigured, in fact, Kiki is my best friend in my five hottest girls at school!

Many boys had a crush on her, but no one had approached her until now."

M: "Then, is Kiki cocky and too picky in her relationships?"

D: "Not really, not at all! She has been so kind to everyone, even because of her friendly, neutral manner, Kiki always rejects boys on reasons that have never offended them.

That's why even though she rejected so many boys she rejected yet they vied over each other and there were some who still flirt with her!"

M: "for what reason, then?"

D: "Hmm... Well unfortunately, for reasons why she doesn't want to date, she's never really opened up to anyone, including me or her parents, and I really don't know why she does that, because every time she's asked she'll just say:

'It's not that I don't want to date, just that I haven't met the right person yet!'

Always that and that's the answer.

Besides, what else do boys at our school lack? Can you imagine, from the handsome, the gallant, the very rich, and some, in fact super complete!"

M: "Super complete? What does that mean Dara?"

D: "So, there are a couple of guys at our school who, besides their good looks and their fancy looks and their filthy wealth, are also the only inheritors of their family's company!"

M: Woow! It was very difficult for me to get good looks and rich! But why would kiki refuse them? Suspiciously!"

D: "There you go! Always rejecting boys, there are few who "probably" feel jealous of her, often speaking out random words. For example, some say Kiki isa strange girl, an abnormal girl, and another notion that wouldn't be pleasant.

But because of keeping our friendship, I never again cared about or even mentioned whether she wanted a relationship! I'm thinking, maybe she's not ready or want to be in a relationship with someone, and that's her personal matter. For me, right now she's happy with herself!"

M: "but don't you feel uncomfortable or worried that others will suspect you're with her?"

D: "Not at all, I'm the one who's used to her being like this, but getting used to her status being single makes her always there for me without having to share time with her boyfriend! Hehehe.. Do I sound selfish?"

M: "A little, but it's okay if she doesn't feel lost, hehehe..! By the way, are your houses close to each other?"

D: "No, as long as kiki was my best friend, she only went to my home a few times, and that was if there was something urgent.

I live some distance away from we school or her house to the point of traveling an hour or So, vehicle travel covered.

Kiki's house is only about 100 yards away from school, so I stop by her too much almost every day after school!"

M: "Almost every day? Why aren't people at home looking if you don't come home?"

D: "I guess people at home are very familiar with my habits that I don't often go home at all, because my house is always empty.

My dad works out of the city and never gets home, often more than a month before he comes home, and on important days like a birthday or a holiday, he hasn't even been home for two months!"

M: "By the way, if your mother's going, isn't she upset by your frequent traffic habit?"

D: "If my mom, she's so understanding, so gentle, she barely gets angry, but unfortunately she's always busy with her bakery she opened six years ago, right when I was in middle school.

I can still remember dad buying mom ruko on the side of the road near our neighborhood, saying it was their 15th wedding anniversary."

M: "Fifteen years? If I may ask, how old are you now, why was it six years ago their fifteenth wedding anniversary?"

D: "I am now on my way to eighteen. So back then, when they were married, I didn't come for a long time, it was because my father didn't come back often, right? Hehee!"

Mutya: "What? Haha..! You look so innocent but you understand?"

D: "No, no! (shame) let's get back to my deserted house! (switching topics)

So my mama would take off most days after she'd finished cooking for me and my little brother, and come home till almost midnight, sometimes even she had more overtime on her plate. Because of all the bad things that happened, there was a room in the back of the store for mom to rest in."

M: "So you always feel lonely at home?"

D: "Yes, and to be honest, sometimes I feel sad because of the lack of concern of my parents!" (Dialing)

M: "But did you say you have a brother?"

D: "Yeah, I have one brother, he's smart, he's independent and he's mature, his main hobby is games! It's just that he misbehaved with me so many times, that nothing in me would have escaped his mischievous comment! But even so, he had a wonderful, compassionate side."

M: "Then shouldn't you feel lonely? And by the way what grade is he in?"

D: "He was only in the second grade of high school but left from morning till evening because she was so active! He follows a lot of extracurricular activities and also goes through several foreign language classes that are scheduled three times a week. So if I come home during the day, I'll be alone in a house that makes me feel bad.

Actually many of the neighbors around my house, even those in front of my house were like family to us, but they also had their day to do. So that's why I stall for time every time I get home."

M: "Why don't you choose to help your mom at the store? Wouldn't it be better to kill time for your studies?"

D: "That's what I want to do, I want to help my mom at the store every day, but my mom tells me she doesn't like the employees, as if I'm taking over or telling them I'm doing a job that makes them look useless during working hours!"

M: "You see how things went wrong? I heard you have a boyfriend named Arga? Would you please tell me about him!"

D: "About the Arga? (Dejected)

Mmm.. Actually I don't want to remember, I'm just heartbroken because of her.

And this is what it feels like?

It hurts here!" (Sakitnya tuh disini)

M: "That sounds like a title song? Sorry, hehee!" (Awkwardly)

D: "Yeah, I feel really hard to express!

It's like I can't breathe when all around me is so full of air, I can't speak when my tongue is so flexible, and I can't hear when the sound around me is so loud.

My bones feel brittle, my veins and joints feel weak, my mind is empty as if I've lost my memory.

Even if I could lose my memory, I just want to forget all those parts, yes... all those parts about him!!

And what's been adding to my pain, because this afternoon, I accidentally walked in on Arga, and she was alone with amira." (Heads down)

M: "Mmm... Who's Amira anyway? Why do you look so haggard, and why don't you just plain talk to both of them at the same time?"

D: "Amira too, she is one of the prettiest five girls in our school. Back when we first started school, both of us were classmates, 1b while in kiki 1a.

And she and I have been on pretty good terms ever since, although not as close as kiki's, but we've always been on hand in working on a school project.

It's just that, ever since the second grade, things have started to change, because we were in different classes, she was in the 2b class while I was in the 2a class, and from then on, we haven't really talked much like we used to, except for the student council stuff.

But this afternoon, I saw with my own eyes that she was alone with Arga, and also very clearly I heard her sexually harassing Arga, who has been dating me for almost two years, and she certainly knows about it.

I've always been used to seeing them talking together, because Arga and Amira knew each other before they knew me. They've been in the same school since middle school, so I think it's only natural that they be friends with or even friends like me with Kiki.

And I can also say that Amira was the one who introduced me to Arga for the first time, but Amira isn't the matchmaker between us, because Arga hisself approached me without any help!"

M: "Awesome wooow! May I tell you how it was when you first became close?" (wishing smiles)

(Hesitating) "Mm... Okay, so it starts off like this:

Back then, when we were just in second grade, amira was elected new student council President, because the old one had to focus on getting ready for the graduation exam next year, and then without the election, she immediately designated me as her representative, but because I still didn't have the confidence, I turned down the offer.

So, Donita was chosen, who came from the 2c class, who happens to be the daughter of one of the best teachers at the school. Anyway, Amira kept asking me to be an organization, so she put me as a secretary for her. She's acting like that, probably because Amira knows I'm doing my job very carefully, so she keeps insisting I join her as a member.

And kiki, she doesn't like being in an organization like that, she prefers to pursue art painting as an ecstasy for her.

At that time, as usual every year, our school was going to have a graduation party for third graders. And we new student council members must be very busy even after receiving the guidance of the old student body.

I'm the secretary not to mention the mounting task of helping the other members, and one of my primary tasks is to draw up the order of events. As a result, I work more in the field with the recruits.

And to fill out the senior showcase, Arga and his band mates, will also be performing on stage. So, it wasn't just one or two times that we saw each other, even though he practiced in the hall.

That Arga, his people are known to be very cool when it comes to strangers or just friends, but when he's close and good friends with his, he's very understanding even considerate. That's why sometimes we work together to get some unfinished work done, even though the expressions on his cold face still scare me!

Yeah... You might say, he's the one who's been helping me out, because he's actually just rehearsing with his band.

But then one day, there was an unexpected and truly unexpected event that occurred, a traveling treasurer, who had just suffered a traffic accident that required her stay in the hospital for a long time.

So, I could not help but take away the rest of her job.

Because Amira and her representatives, they have been very busy moving about, and the remaining time is only three days away, we finally get very overwhelmed day and night. 'cause I got a lot of work to do to get home!

Long story short,

I was going through all the financial records along with the property bills, all of which are the result of a financial report that should immediately be submitted to the chairman of the committee as a budget report before the day of the event.

Coincidentally, Arga's exercise came over and he was sitting next to me.

"Hey arga, by chance you came. Can I take a look at this for a second? I have to go to the bathroom!" I said

"Yes, go on there!" he replied casually. I'm the one that's been holding back the bathroom, so run.

By the time you get there, there will be many people waiting in the queue. Be advised that they are gathering for training together.

Within about ten minutes I returned to the property room to continue my work that was so close, yet what do I find?

The space that had been so chaotic, now suddenly became empty, only remnants of the dust!