People say love is intoxicating. However, for Andra all that is just nonsense. Love according to him like words engraved in ink, they write on the blackboard then remove it. They come and then go like endless cycles.
But Sinta does not believe her, she is sure one day her idol will come and fetch her love. Sinta adheres to the romanticism that sees love as eternal, eternal, and timeless all the time.
"Lo why the hell? That creepy romance book is everywhere. "Andra answers behind Sinta who startled her.
Sinta closed the book firmly and looked at Andra with annoyance. "Why are you? It's always bothering me. "
Sinta screams until her breath catches while Andra raises one black eyebrow. Sinta knew after this would have a bad impact, it proved Andra took his book and raised the book aloft.
"Turunin Andra, I command you!" Sinta keeps jumping to grab the red-bound book but what his body power is as high as Andra's chest becomes an obstacle.
"Andra, I want to read! Soon the teacher will come in. "Sinta said softly.
"But I want you to help me make the test later, ajarin me in the cafeteria when it's first break." Andra grinned a pause. "Or baseball this book will disappear." Threatens Andra makes Sinta growled. Again she did not move, where would she lose her favorite book.
"Okay!" Cries do not accept Sinta then Andra chuckles and hands over the book.
"Good Job!" Andra tapped the top of Sinta's head. The girl gasped, her heart beating faster. But he shook his head then, where might Sinta put his feelings with Andra who is so annoying.
Sinta chuckled lazily, she opened her locker quietly unpowered. The pink letter there is continuously growing. Maybe if collected would be a mountain easily slammed by the wind, destroyed by the waves, and not strong if stood.
He knows, they just want to establish a relationship with Sinta. As simple as that. The problem is Sinta does not feel right, not want to sell expensive. It's just that love can not be forced, is it?
Sinta is actually waiting and looking. Somehow, until now have not met. His heart is still locked, and he's looking for the key guard.
"Ris, dating is like what?" He asked one day while sitting together with Risma. He even got a burst of laughter from his best friend. Sinta smiled wryly, again he blamed why the key guard did not come.
"Well yes, love ya so." Short answer Risma hold back laughter until his face red. Rarely did he find Sinta asking about love. All this time in his mind, Sinta is fine. Of course with the novel sheer novel she always carries.
Hence, sometimes Risma likes to fear Sinta can not like men and even continue to be interested in the virtual paper sheets. Where there is a novel story similar to a real-world event. The rich, handsome, authoritative CEO is just bullsh * t. There are also old, fat, and crocodile land. Not to mention the handsome but romantic badboy. The presence is also songong and ruthless. Therefore, Risma never liked to read romance novel stories. Likes to shudder to imagine it. At the same time he read biographies of world figures. That, too, if his eyes have a few watts of power so it does not shut itself out.
"So how to try?" Sinta annoyed, Risma is so. He asked for advice, his friend was just plain. He has a problem, Risma even casually say, "yes already, it's still stay .. blah blah blah."
Strangely Sinta remains comfortable, Risma does have unique advantages. Once the problem is really complicated, he will seriously help Sinta. His mind is also broad and mature, his manner gentle. Hence many men who i