Him And Me
Me and You
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Wita is currently lying on her bedroom table. Displays disheveled. There are various kinds of files scattered on the table even on the floor though.
The computer screen kept on, while the man was fast asleep.
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Brak!!!
Nawa opened the room was not relaxed, while Wita he did not flinch at all from his sleep.
"Look!" Nawa pointed towards Wita who was fast asleep at her desk. His face was so exhausted, "He wasn't even aware of our existence" Nawa said.
Wita was currently feeling the presence of someone near her but she did not care and thought, maybe it was just Nawa who was nagging her. He did not listen to Nawa's speech, his inner bodo time.
"Amys!!" a baritone voice that was so familiar was heard in Wita's ears. He never took a man into his room.
This obviously immediately made Wita shocked. He immediately woke up quickly and forgot the chair he was sitting on had no backrest, he fell down.
"Aww!!" Wita whimpering sick.
His sleepiness still did not realize who had helped him to get up and take him to bed.
All he saw was Nawa.
"Well, when are you coming home?" Wita asked as she rubbed her eyes, wiped her drooling mouth and yawned impolitely.
He was unaware of the person sitting next to him.
"You don't realize someone's presence?" ask Nawa.
"Eh?!" Wita was confused and immediately jumped in shock when she realized Raka was beside her.
"Since when?" tanya Wita was still confused hoping that at this time she was just dreaming.
"She was in front of the boarding house two hours ago, and also the person who lifted you to this mattress." explained Nawa while Raka just nodded.
"REally?!" Wita really hasn't collected his entire life.
"Wita, you better go to sleep" said Raka.
"But my work is not done yet" explained Wita pointing to his files that are somewhat messy.
"He's been like this since four days ago maybe only today he fell asleep." explained Nawa concerned about Wita.
"I feel guilty for not being able to help him," explained Nawa felt she was useless to her best friend because she also had a busyness that was no less troublesome with Wita. Nawa prepares for her wedding with Ansal.
"You are also Raka, you can give the office tasks that accumulate on Wita. You know he's the one who can never refuse someone else's request. And again he had to complete the task of his college reports," said Nawa.
While Wita he is currently running to the bathroom washing his face.
"Hoam!!" Wita yawns when she comes out of the bathroom.
"Wit, you better go to sleep" said Raka.
"Ta-but-" said Wita cut off.
"There's nothing but let me take over your job now, you better sleep" said Raka did not want to be denied. Wita could not say anything about his dead-end brain at this time, even to talk to Raka where he was confused to start, he was really sleepy. And Wita just complies.
He immediately laid himself on the bed not until ten minutes he had fallen asleep.
"Boss can you take over my job, too" Nawa said.
"You finish what you do yourself" said Raka flatly.
"Curtain!" Nawa leaves Raka, obviously the man won't care about her. After all he did it all just because of Wita, because Raka loves Wita.
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"Hoam!!!" Wita woke up from her deep sleep. Raka was sitting on the chair right beside Wita, apparently he was opening something. More precisely he searched the phone as well as the diary Wita.
Wita looked at him confused, the man's face was so flat I don't know what Wita can guess. He could not be angry just because he read the diary Wita and his cellphone. Because in both objects it never mentions any man other than the anime characters that Wita likes.
The woman has no record of her daily life may exist but only a little, only in the diary of her beloved is filled with stickers anime characters she likes even complete with biography.
"Wita," call Raka who realizes Wita is awake.
"Umm, why?" answer Wita.
"When is the anime's birthday, her favorite and her hobby?" ask Raka. Quickly and without ba-bi-bu Wita explained so smoothly not even stuttering at all.
"If it's my birthday, my favorite, and my hobby you know?" ask Raka.
"E. it's-" Wita thought hard and he gave up he didn't know at all.
"He's gone home" said Raka flatly.
"What's? So it's just the two of us" Wita was shocked.
"Why? I haven't done anything to you anyway." explained Raka.
HAVEN'T said. Sontak Wita threw a pillow at the man's flat face.
"You're thinking about it" said Wita irritatedly. Raka just kept quiet.
"Okay, because you don't know my birthday. From today on, I confiscate this book" Raka said, displaying the book in her hand.
"A,-" Wita whines out of words.
The wrong thing is that he is not polite to play open in the diary of people and mobile phones carelessly even I am the one in the law. The mind feels unfair.
"Do you know the date of birth of my hobbies and favorites?" tanya Wita defended herself.
"You were born on July 25, anime hobbies," Raka put on a flat face when mentioning the word anime maybe he was jealous of Wita who was more interested in anime than he was.
"Actually I don't believe people your age still like anime" Raka said.
"Mending where rather than me squirming handsome guys in drakor continue there will be something I like," said Wita defending himself.
"Mending to watch anime is just you," said Raka concluded at least Wita is interested in anime characters who are not alive rather than living. He who is not alive is jealous, especially the living.
"I'm lucky I'm not interested in drakor, though" said Wita, smiling.
"What's my favorite turret?" Ask Wita again, because this is really rare people know.
"And your favorite is a soothing atmosphere, it seems that from the food you prefer the filling, you like to hang out with anyone,-" and many more that the man mentioned about Wita were all right out of nowhere the man knew, and obviously it made Wita feel guilty not knowing Raka as Raka knew her.
Stalker. Inner Wita was afraid of Raka to such a detail.
"Yes I admit, I don't know you. Umm, if you can borrow your phone. Can't you? If I can't not papa anyway I don't have rights either, right," said Wita and now Raka's phone is in front of him.
Wita picked it up and checked the phone, nothing. One thing that makes Wita blushed accidentally he opened a photo that seems to be stored secret on the phone.
"When?" Wita showed a picture of herself as SMA closed her eyes under a tree behind her class. Raka misbehaves her intention of wanting to hide the photo as her personal mistress but it turns out Wita found it. Raka did not answer to throw her face the other way.
Wita is not angry, even happy. Then Wita takes her phone and calls Raka to face her and when Raka turns Wita takes a picture of her.
"The perfect result" Wita said with a happy smile.
"This is your first photo" Wita said.
"Well, but it's ugly and not stylish" Raka said.
"The boy I like doesn't have to be handsome, but I need his heart." Wita pointed at Raka's chest.
"Alright," Raka smiled in defeat, feeling right what Wita said.
"And I think this photo is quite handsome, after all you are if it is taken from which angle it is handsome." murmured Wita uttered reality.
"Yes dong" said Raka. Words add to his confidence.
"Wita can say it again, please" Pinta Raka but Wita was reluctant to say it. Wita was embarrassed by her own words.
"Males," ketus Wita.
"Raka please take good care of the book as long as you are, because it is not because you like it too much or what. The sticker was a long time ago." Wita spoke slowly while playing with her legs dangling to the floor.
"Relax this book is safe and will come back when you already know about me" Raka said.
"Ready boss! I will struggle knowing who is the boss," Wita said respectfully while smiling cheerfully, she really wanted to know the man. Raka to Wita is still a mysterious person.
"In fact, I feel jealous with the characters in this cartoon can be - can the girl I like can know this character in comparison to her own lover," said Raka said as she looked at the book.
"Even in the phone, your photo is the most than my photo, even my photo does not exist," Raka sighed staring at the picture is not alive it means talking so just wanted to offend Wita a little like does not understand him.
"Ka-Ka, just calm down I still like 3d guys, and that person is you" said Wita laughing.
"Some of me is still normal" Wita said with a smile.
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Relationships that are run with honesty and open to each other, explaining every feeling in the heart is able to maintain a relationship that is being established.
It's just that the destroyer of this thing is a person called a third person, and when he appears there is only one option that is to trust each other.
Believe in the heart that the feelings you have do not change and only for him.
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