I finished my study in Senior high school a year ago. i realized the condition not support me to continue in university so that i just help my mom in our stall.
Every day i always make many kinds of snacks, like lemper, donut, bakwan, sponge cake, dadar and so on. When i am making the dough of donut, my sister call me.
" Sis, there is a man who want to meet you! hurry up, go to him!"
I feel confused because i've never had any boy friend from my school. I get up then come to him.
" can i help you?", i asked him.
" are you Tiyana?", he asked.
How can he know my name? but wait, i think i've ever met him before. His face is familiar and remind me with my friend, Sinta. She is my classmate. But i forget where it is. Poor me!
"Yeah, and who are you? do you know me? i think i've never met you before"
I ask him curiously.
" oh sorry, I am Iqbal. I know you from my little sister, Sinta and you ever come to my house before", he explained.
Now, i remember who he is. Yah, i ever come to his house as a representative of my school when his father was passed away.
" do you have any time? i need to talk something with you" he brings to me of my daydream.
" What about? I am busy now. I have many things to do" I said honestly.
" alright, let's make an appointment. How about two days later? Come to the Alexis Cafe near crossroad in front at 10 am. okay, See you then. bye! " he said clearly and gone
huh! He is really dwingend but handsome. Honestly, i had admired him for a minute. Oh my god Yana! wash your head! I come in to the house and continue my jobs.
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Since our meeting yesterday, We exchange letters everyday and make a deep communication as a careful approach.
