Dream Smile
Episode 19's

"Though!" said Sandy now patted my shoulder, this time the words managed to make me jerk in surprise. Without looking at him he now pulled up his chair and sat down beside me.

"What the hell was that?" ask her again with a one-handed gesture supporting the side of her head and looking at me intensely.

"You sick?" ask again while extending his hand to check my forehead but immediately I cut off.

"Hkkmm," now the sound of Deheman was instructing us both to make me and Sandy turn to the source of the sound.

"You guys are?" hera said pointing at me and Sandy alternately.

My forehead is shrinking, what does that mean? Then I said, "Son, we're just friends."

"Oh I guess, you guys are close anyway," he said feeling a little uneasy then he walked over to us. "San, to the canteen!" take her to Sandy with a speech that sounds spoiled.

But Sandy turned to me and said, "Wouldn't you go to the cafeteria?"

I shook my head and replied, "Still full."

Because Hera insisted on forcing now Sandy got up and followed the steps of Hera who walked flanking him. As soon as they left, I now preferred to put my head on the table for a moment and slowly close my eyes, feeling something empty. A foreign feeling or rather a longing for someone I would love to meet.

A few minutes passed, I was still enjoying my astonishment until I started feeling something cold on my forehead. After my eyes opened and glanced up it turned out that there was Sandy who was sticking a drink packaging box right on my forehead.

"You're thirsty" he said, and my hand now turned to grab the drink.

Sandy this time prefers to pull back her chair to the original seat on her stool, I immediately turned my body to look at her.

"Aren't you the same Hera, why are you back by yourself" I asked her as she drank Sandy's tea box.

"He ate meatballs, I don't have to wait for him to finish" replied Sandy, who now chooses to lean her back against the wall.

"Yes, too" I said and went back to drinking.

"Think what the hell, from earlier? Is it because Risty and the Princess haven't returned yet?" tanyanya looks at me.

My eyebrows shot up over Sandy's words just now. My two best friends have not returned because they still have to complete their internship, they reported that in about two weeks they will start attending school. But the real reason is not that.

Rather than continue to be asked, now I also prefer to just say his words.

"Hmmm. yes," I said later.

My phone is now vibrating there is a new number on the screen this time, I immediately raised it may be the number Mr. Akram, my inner.

But after the call was connected in fact the call was from the hotel management who said that later in the afternoon there would be an event there and I was asked to attend to be a waitress because the hotel was short of energy, and I was asked to attend, without thinking for long, I accepted it.

After the phone was closed, Sandy said, "Who's call, seems important?"

"From the hotel, there's an event later in the afternoon and I'm asked to help out there" I replied, putting my phone in my pocket.

"San thank you for the drink, I'll go to the toilet first" I said and was taken in by him.

During class hours I tried to focus because this time I felt I could not wait to arrive at the hotel. But repeatedly I glanced at the wall clock as if the clock would not move to shift things for a moment.

Going home for a moment, taking a shower and then doing the preparation of the thorns with the best possible appearance is what I am doing now.

At half-four I arrived at the hotel, deliberately I arrived earlier than the event took place because in addition to conducting a briefing before the event as well as the time I could meet with Mr. Akram, it feels like when I meet him I would like to express my protest about his past actions.

Covetous granddaughter also arrived, when I entered the hotel area I passed her. He seemed to have just returned from dropping off a guest now directly calling out to me.

"Father..." He said while waving his hand.

It felt so happy that I forgot my intention to protest against him. I now try to act as normal by walking closer to him.

"Why can't your number be reached?" his asking directly when we faced each other suddenly made me frown.

"I wrote your number wrong, try to mention your phone number again," he said and I also mentioned my phone number while he matched carefully watching his phone screen.

"085123498765," I said.

"aa... It's worth the number less than one, so don't connect," he said and made me grimace to respond.

'Only one number makes me wait for hours and night, ' my mind and my shoulders suddenly sag.

"Aren't you waiting, are you?" asked Mr. Akram shortly after putting his phone in his pants pocket.

"He he he, no sir," I said as I grimaced.

"Thank God, I'm afraid you're waiting for me because there's no news" he said with a big smile as he ruffled the top of my head and clearly disfigured my hair bangs.

Though rebellious, but my smile now expands. "Father what the hell is my hair so messy," I said protest.

"What time does the event start?" ask Mr. Akram later.

"Fifth hour sir" I said.

"It's only four in the afternoon" he said after glancing at the clock on his wrist.

I grimaced a little and said, "Let's not late sir and again will have to follow the briefing first.

Mr. Akram clucked. "Too early in the morning, it's better to go home first" he said, I knew he was just a joke, and we laughed together.

"Yes there you enter and while waiting for the briefing to start can take a short break in the staff room, you must be able to leave school directly to come here," he said and I responded with a nod.

"Working diligently" he said again with a smile, his hand now raised to stroke the top of my head.

"Thank you, sir," I said, then he replied with a thud and began to walk away leaving me alone on the floor of the lobby where the atmosphere was still quiet.

I was still watching her step, and I might have wished for more, as I stood before her it felt like my chest was beating faster. Being treated well and being sweet really makes me happy. To me, he was the best man I've ever met. I now smiled faintly as he had completely disappeared from my sight.

'He, Mr. Akram. Do you know that it has been a few days, I have kept this feeling for you?' my mind is crying, feeling this heart is throbbing.

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