You & Dusk
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For two days now I have been in front of the laptop, making presentation materials to introduce Karate SMEs in front of the MABA on Monday. I deliberately work on this material myself so that later when speaking I fully understand the material that I convey. Frankly, this is enough to make me nervous because I have to speak in front of many people, the biggest challenge is having to attract attention so that many people are interested in joining Karate SMEs.

This presentation is important for the regeneration of cadres in campus institutions, if it fails then the regeneration of the institution may not work well and the impact is that the performance of the institution will be less satisfactory than previous years.

Too busy, my smartphone is ringing. "who is it, just disturb." I said.

“assalamaicum Arman. Where are you again? I can ask you please ngak.” Say my lips read the WA message from Alfy.

After reading, my hands spontaneously closed the laptop, after which I began to wear clothes stelan shirt and blue jens pants and out of the house using shoes. “had been very sis. Where to?” ask my sister Raihan.

“don't ask much, you're still small.” Reply while holding his head.

I then rushed to the place where Alfy was. Shortly I arrived and saw he was in trouble because the matic motor he was using hit a car that suddenly stopped in front of him.

When I got off the bike, I saw his face pale a little and looked shocked by the incident. I also approached, seen the car owner continues to nag Alfy who sits under the storefront of the building.

Quite a lot of people and bikers who stopped to see the incident, saw Alfy who was snapped by the car owner. There are also those who record with the smartphone, nitijen habits that can only comment in cyberspace and are silent in the real world. “Fy.. Alfy.” I said running to get close to him.

“Arman.” he came to me and hid behind my back.

I saw the look on his frightened face, that's how he is. A woman who can't hear the loud sounds of abuse and abuse. Seeing him like that, my manly soul thrashed to protect him. “ada what is this sir?” I said try to calm the car owner.

“your girl already hit my car, look... So it's a scuff right.” He said in a high tone while showing abrasions on his car that were only as small as a toothpick scratch.

“ya pardon sir, a scratch as small as this that makes you yell at my friend to fear like this.” My reply.

Quite lebay indeed this father, has a loud voice, insistent, snapped also turns out his car only scratched a little. Even I think this little scratch is not because Alfy hit maybe this scratch is a long time ago.

Me and the Father continued to argue while Alfy was behind my back holding my shirt, a sign that he was still frightened by this thick mustache. “Pak in view of wherever the scratch is not because of my friend. How the hell is this Mr.”

"sorry mas sorry, not that I want to interfere but earlier I have also told this Mr. if his mas girl friend did not hit. Almost but not to mas.” Said a partisan who was at the scene at the moment.

“ah is impossible.. This is proof that my car was scratched like this. I also heard the sound of a collision.” Said the car owner.

“please Sir if that's what we finish at the police station only.” I said give me a middle ground.

“loh kok wear-in police. Wow you are abstaining from me well.”

“astagfirullah Sir. I have explained earlier the same Mr and Mas is also a witness that my friend did not hit the Father. If you are still insistent yes already reported to the police so it is clear.” My word.

“iya Sir I witness.” Connect the parking guy.

“ah.. Watch out for you well, I sign you that.” The owner turned around and got into his car.

The owner of the car left, along with the departure of people who had been quite crowded watching the debate we also began to disperse, while Alfy who was behind me still looked tense. “Fy.. Fy hey.. See me.” I said trying to calm him down.

Alfy looked at me, a split second we looked at and unconsciously it turned out that both of my hands were holding her cheeks.

Upon awakening, Alfy spontaneously pulled both of my hands with her hands and covered her face probably out of embarrassment. I panicked because I didn't realize I was doing that, I was nervous and my face flushed red because of it. “Fy... Astagfirullah.. Alfy I'm sorry.. I accidentally.” I said I was trying to apologize.

He also raised his face to look at me with an angry look and slapped my face, My face that was red with embarrassment now redder because of pain.. Shhhhs.” I said I was holding my right cheek slapped by him.

Alfy who saw me in pain suddenly panicked, and his beautiful face looked apologetic and regretful for doing that. “Arman.. Sorry I accidentally.” Lipspap.

“iya Fy's.. Duh... No papa. Hehe.” My reply is to endure pain.

I understand her actions like that, as I have said that Alfy is a good woman who obeys her religion or can be said as a good Muslim. It's only natural that he doesn't accept me touching him, even if it's unintentional. I was too carried away, because indeed my feelings for him continued to increase since the first time I met him.

I also walked to the side of the road to check the motor matic in his vehicle, checking if anything was damaged or scratched. “Arman.. Sorry.” he said once again apologizing.

“Iya Fy's.. No papa. You are better now, right?” My reply.

“but I think you need a drink. We went to the supermarket first yuk, buyin you drink.” I said pointing to a shop across the street.

“iya.” The reply.

I walked beside him, occasionally stealing time to look him in the face. A opium that I can't stand when I'm with her, just look at her, what else when she smiles.

We went into the supermarket and bought two bottles of water, after going to the cashier we both went out and sat in a chair in front of the supermarket. “try to drink first Fy, you know, calm down first your feelings.”

He drank the water, and I saw him gulp the water. I don't know why when I saw him drinking like that it slowed down. I just keep seeing him. “Arman.”

"e.. Yes Fy what's up?”

“thank you for coming to me. If you don't come I don't know what it's like.” Evidently.

“oh yes relax. Why did you call me?” ask me curious.

“no papa, why?”

“gak.. I mean why not call your family or close friends.”

"ohs.. I'm afraid my parents are worried, besides I don't know why I suddenly thought of you so I ask you to help all of you”.

Alfy was innocent indeed, he immediately admitted that he was thinking of me. Hearing that certainly makes me happy not to be a bitch. I felt like I was flying and in the sky I saw Alfy waiting, a little more.. A little more I'll grab it.

“Arman.. You're weird.” He said laughing at my behavior.

“ee.. Hehe.”

I was so happy I didn't even realize I was smiling to myself while looking at the sky. Maybe it's a good time for me to admit that I like it. Ja.. This is a good time.

Alfy and I were close even though we were basically friends. I still remember back then, when I was a committee with him at the Scientific Reasoning SME. At that time the event of high school scientific papers in semester 4.

At first he was indifferent because he was busy with his duties as treasurer of the committee but finally after the event was finished he became Alfy whom I knew again. Alfy is friendly and always smiles every time we meet, making me opiate her smile.

Slowly my closeness to him continued to grow as we met on campus accidentally even though intentionally. Sharing and telling a lot, I was sometimes stupid so that he laughed, although my stupid behavior was sometimes simple but still he laughed. His laughter became fuel for me, fuel to remain a fool in front of him. And today I think is the right day to admit it, admit that you really love her. “Fy.. There's something I want to talk about.” I said get serious.

“iya . By the way.”

“huff.. Alfie.. I actually.. “

Not finished I spoke. “maaf a moment, There's a phone.” he said lifting the phone.

He also stood up to receive a phone call from someone, I who had started to gather courage to express feelings, now even back to shrivel." sorry sorry sorry Man. I first yes, get a phone from home.”

“oh Yes Fy. Be careful on the road.”

“thank you Arman was nolongin.. Uh sorry for that.” Clearly holding his cheek

“iya Fy's. No papa.” My reply.

He leaves me alone here. I sat back in my chair and laughed to myself. Laughing at my inability to express feelings for her. After that I stood up and approached the parking attendant who was willing to be a witness that Alfy was innocent. “Mas.. Thanks yes just now. Make it Masnya.” I said while giving red money to the parking lot.

“makasih Mas's. His name is also business.” The reply.

“huss don't say.” my word.

So the story goes, when I saw Alfy being snapped by the thick mustachioed Fathers, I actually didn't know what to do until I had an idea. I also asked the parking attendant who was there to pretend to be a witness that Alfy was innocent and in return I will give the parking lot 100 rb money.

At first he refused for fear of being reported by the police but I was convinced and he was willing. I devised a scenario for the car owner to not dare and eventually gave up and left. As a result, the strategy that I created managed to make the car owner stop yelling at Alfy and leave because he did not want to deal with the police.

It's a sneaky siasata, but if you're in love anything will be done to protect the one in love. At least that's the selfish thought I'm thinking right now.

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