Hijrahku From Dating
part 2

I opened a little of my pocket under the right shirt and peeked.

"Opaan si, Pa. Very suspicious." I answered and tried to calm down. I saw a little black. My HP, the case is black. I continued, pretending to be relaxed.

"Don't lie, Annisa!"

Dag dig dug. Papa put the paper down, surprised me. Again, I was trembling.

Then I held the box.

"This is all, Pa." I replied in relief after taking out the contents that turned out to be a wallet and showing it to Papa.

"This papa, do not snap at the child that will affect the psychological child. Introspect Papa's mistakes, too, which turned out to be suspect but wrong," defended my Mama who is indeed a work of a Psychologist.

Papa just took a deep breath, then continued reading. Papa is strict, but sometimes embarrassed to admit his mistake.

Then I washed the dishes in a hearty manner, "Good not to be caught".

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A bright Monday morning. Today is a holiday, instead of yesterday's Sunday used for Persami. I'll take a shower and have breakfast.

"Tumben, is it a shower at this hour?" ask the mother who was taking rice on the sidelines of breakfast together.

"Yes, Ma. Want to find a task at Warnet," I replied happily.

"Don't he have a laptop at your uncle's house and wifi?" ask Papa.

"Yes, Pa. But the task must be collected Tuesday tomorrow. It's not enough time to wait for you to hang out at uncle's house" I replied as I began to eat.

"Oh. But it's Sari, right? Remember. Don't be the same guy," Papa advises, relax.

"Ready, Pa!" I said while raising my hands to the eyebrows, a sign of respect in the ceremony.

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"Where are we going to the cafe, Mel?" I asked when I was walking through the market, riding a Meli motorbike.

"This is it, yes" Meli replied while parked in a cafe.

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*On internet*

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After I finished my task and downloaded it on the flash, I opened my fb account. Yes, I can have fb because too often play to the cafe, because it is not held HP by my parents. HP I just bought, can indeed make fb an. However, not a little lola alias maximum.

"Ha, there's a guy who adds," my inner self. I accepted her friend request, which was none other than the upperclassman who smiled at me yesterday.

Heart's pounding. Understandably, since Junior High, I've been innocent about love. Never knew what love was.

"Hemzt," he hacked me like that. I added dag-dig-dug.

"Yes," I said.

"Can I have the number?" the answer.

Then I wrote my number.

"Oo, so his name is Kak Bim" I said in my heart.

I'm stalking him, checking his chronology and photos. Also handsome, hihi. I seem to be fascinated. Ah, what the hell, I can't date. Mm...

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"Well done, Annisa?" asked Meli from the next room, waking up my daydream.

"Udah. This again fb an," I replied while still stalking.

I just grinned the horse.

Not felt, one hour we've been on the cafe. We headed to the cashier. After printing the task and paying the total, we went home.

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After Isya's prayer, I lay my body in bed, to prepare for tomorrow's journey. Still thinking about Bimm. Suddenly, my HP reads an incoming message. It sounds so loud. I forgot about silent. Immediately, I hid it.

"HP who's the sound?" my mother shouted from the living room.

"Ga know, Mama's HP may be," I replied in fear.

After looking at my study table, I was relieved. It turns out that Mama's HP is lagging behind. Incidentally, there was an incoming message as well. Then I gave it to Mama and went into the room again. I locked it and breathed a sigh of relief.

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I set foot towards the stop feeling free from restraint. Huh, finally able to open HP also after last night I turned it off because I was afraid of being discovered.

"Hi!" hello Meli.

"Hi too" I said with a smile.

While waiting for the bus, I opened the incoming message. While Meli, was on the phone with someone across the street.

"Ciye, who's the phone from?" ledek.

"I don't know," he replied.

Delicious yes Meli, got a courtship with her parents. My inner.

I saw the number coming in on my HP. New number.

"Asalaamu'alaikum's chat. This is Brother Bimm, deck" SMS him.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam, yes Brother," I replied.

"What's up, deck?" tanyakanya.

"Ni, wait for the bus with Meli, sister. Brother himself again what?" my answer.

"Ni, at the Deck Perpus. Be careful on the road, yes!" he wrote closing the SMS chat.

Kak Bim is known as the star of the class at school. Like me. My parents always told me to study and learn. Moreover, Mama, can not help this can not help it, which is important to learn!

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Hour after hour, the lesson was passed. We home. My sister and I rarely met because of the distance from our class.

"Hi deck!" sapa Bim surprised me.

"Tumben Kak, this way?" my many.

"Hehe, yes deck. Want your anterin. Can, right?" it makes my heart beat.

" I. yes, brother," I answered nervously, riding on his bike. Then I SMS Meli who is still in the cafeteria, if I go home first. First time with guys. Deg-degan.

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