2. Speachless

Dear, Princess.

I don't know where to start. Because expressing yourself is too extraordinary for me. You're too good, to just be likened to a diamond in the window. It is undeniable that every time I stare at a bowl of meatballs in the cafeteria, your face is always reflected in it.

You're aware, Maura, that may be twelve months in a year, thirty days in a month, and seven days in a week.

But in reality, if I'm with you, time seems to stop right now. I'm just an ordinary guy who was lucky enough to meet you in the first year. An ordinary man who can only observe you from afar.

Sometimes I'm too afraid to just say hello to you, I'm too shy to face the most beautiful of God's creatures.

Until yesterday, I was still struggling with my thoughts, but today I am determined to end it all.

Maura Oktavia Magen, will you date me on Valentine's Day?

I expect a "yes" answer from you.

Greetings from your biggest admirer, man.

Erlangga O. Lorenzo.

Maura blinked a few times. Her black irises were focused on reading very neat writing, clearly without having to use her minus glasses.

She took a few deep breaths. Even a hundred times, the letter is still as absurd as ever. It is full of insults and slander that are too obvious.

Maura is not a stupid girl who gets eaten by fake letters. This is not the first case. Even last year, the second-grade girls staged a mass protest in front of the most wanted class.

because they get the same letter at the same time. And of course, Erlang and his two friends immediately rebuked him.

'Sorry, I'm too rich to date a commoner.'

The polar bear scumbag!

"Fix, this is a deliberate hoax, " Maura exclaimed as she threw the letter on the table.

"Are you sure? What if the letter is genuine? " Luna spoke up.

Maura smiled wryly, then glanced away slowly. During the three years she studied at this school, Erlangga's name was the most popular name for jokes on Valentine's Day.

I don't know why she got hit this year too, damn it!!

"It can't be real," Maura replied casually.

"But, Ra. If you look at the letter, it looks like it's genuine, " Luna muttered in a whisper. The girl slowly shifted her body closer to her friend.

The young girl tried to keep her voice from being heard by Mr. Arman, who was talking about his biology subject in front of the class.

"How do you know if it's real?" Maura asked, not too enthusiastically.

"You know, I've seen Erlang's handwriting. Crazy, neat, and proud! "

Maura glanced at Luna briefly, then chuckled softly, "Have you ever been to their class?"

The answer is no. They were in Erlang's class, and they had never been the same since freshman year. They have dormitories and a very different learning system from natives like her and Luna.

'The rich and the genius...'

"Ehh... y-then there's no need to ask. Obviously! "

"Once?"

"Never, hehe." Luna shifted her body slightly away from Maura, a few inches.

"They are too Lamborghini for me, who is Xenia," She argued with an innocent face.

Maura hersed in annoyance. This is if the Anabelle doll is given a life, which is complicated.

"Ra, how about when we get home we stop by Erlang's dormitory? Ask for confirmation from that kid. " Luna gave a suggestion.

"Why not, ah? "Don't you dare!" exclaimed Maura. She didn't agree with her friend's inhuman suggestion. In other words, Luna deliberately threw herself into the catfish pond.

It's stink, moron!!

Luna rolled her eyes, bored. "You're a little bit aggressive, don't you think? When you lose to a fake girl, it's okay to still be single. Please adjust your shyness. How long are you going to be alone? Waiting for rabbits to lay eggs? There will be no lunkhead! "

Maura glared, her gaze thrown at the figure of the world's most deranged friend.

"I'm also single because of who. You already know your best friend has a crush on Bara. Why are you so embattled? "

Maura couldn't understand her best friend. Want to be thrown away? Honey, don't throw it away, eat the heart.

Luna is her only female best friend who has been able to hold on for the past three years. a girl who enjoys gossiping and talking out loud in any situation she was also the type of girl who was stabbed in the front but was the first to be there when Maura was injured.

Gusti, you have the most absurd friendship. She who hurts her is also the one who comforts her.

Luna scratched the back of her neck, which didn't itch, "N-no, that's Dede, Kaka made a mistake."

"Tsk! Just make a mistake until the apocalypse! "

Someone asked, "Who made a mistake until the apocalypse?"

Degh,

Maura recognized the voice. His arrival coincided with a roar that came from the sky.

Maura pushed up slowly. Her dark irises looked directly at Mr. Arman, who was in an alert mode. His gaze almost resembled that of a one-horned rhinoceros ready to judge him. The sound of his fingers snapping was terrifying.

Oh Lord, help your child...

Gluck...

Maura swallowed hard. She glanced at Luna briefly. The girl looked down while pretending to read the book in front of her.

'The insolent traitor!" "She grumbled in his heart." Where is someone reading the book backward?

"Maura Oktavia Magen." "You hear me?" asked Mr. Arman.

Maura nodded timidly, "li-listen, Sir," her squeak was low.

"Do you still want to study? Or do you want to leave? " Mr. Arman gives the choice.

"Can you, sir?" grabbed Luna.

If the child is truant, he will immediately connect. She didn't realize that her mother worked hard to send her to school.

"Yes, who forbids it?" But don't blame me if your semester grades turn into hard-boiled eggs. "

Pak Arman's words made the entire class burst out laughing at the same time.

***

The wind was blowing harder than usual. Dry leaves fluttered about, dancing in a gentle current for a few seconds before ending up on the ground, adding to the list of trash they needed to clean up.

Luna complained several times since they cleaned the classroom terrace. Coupled with the pile of dry leaves that they have to clean before returning to their respective dormitories.

"Can't these leaves turn into money if I pray hard enough?" Luna asked incoherently. like the person.

Maura shrugged her shoulders, then resumed her delayed activities. While Luna chose to sit under a tree while looking at the courtyard of the male dormitory.

"Why wasn't I born with a face like Princess Aurora and treasures like the Prince of Dubai. Or at least one of the tycoons fell in love with me. "

Maura lightly tapped her forehead. She has a friend whose brain is a little soft. Please understand and be patient.

"That's what you want, they don't!" Maura exclaimed casually and was rewarded with an annoyed snort from Luna.

"Whatever. By the way, take care of the Erlang boy. Ask carefully while he is there." Luna pointed at the three men who were taking shelter under a tree not far from where they were standing.

Maura put her broom next to the tree, then slowly stepped closer to Luna. "Which one is Erlang?" Maura asked seriously.

She did know his name because he was popular. But she will never meet him again. It seems that her memory is a bit blurry, knowing that the last time she met face to face was when Mos was in his first year.

"You don't know which one is Erlang? Oh, Maura, what era are you living in? My God!! Give enlightenment to my best friend, so that her soul mate will be blessed with a smooth life. "

Shucks!! Maura hersed violently, then kicked Luna's leg slowly until her mercy squeaked in annoyance.

"Hei, Erlangga!! Maureen says, "Talk four eyes to you! " Luna shouted.

"Luna!! When do I say that, DAMN IT! "

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