Stupid With A Boy 1
Chapter 38 Follow Me

Actually Atina was trying to be ordinary when she saw Melvin was hugging Alana. But somehow his little heart could not lie. Jealousy triggers discomfort in him. There was a sudden burst of pain as if biting a small part of the feeling in the heart.

Unbeknownst to him, a drop of clear water washed his cheek without him asking. With a weak step he returned to the Master room to take the bag that was still left there. Fortunately, some of the teachers have gone home so they will not know the sadness he is feeling. The bag Atina had already managed to take. He quickly turned around to immediately exit towards the place where his motorbike was parked. Suddenly, his body hit someone.

Bruuk. Atina's unbalanced body almost made her fall. Suddenly a sturdy arm held Atina's body so gently that it did not touch the floor.

"Mas Son!!" Atina shouted as she turned towards the owner of the hand that had saved her. In a hurry he broke away from the man's embrace.

"Are you okay Tin??" Gentle Son asked, his eyes fixedly staring at Atina. Atina hurriedly wiped away the tears that had been incessantly flowing.

"I-I, e-nothing Mas." Atina replied, suddenly she was nervous about getting such a deep gaze from the man in front of her.

"You're crying?? you why. What happened to you that made you cry?? You have a problem again, Tin??" At once the Son looks worried to find the woman he loves very sad.

"I'm okay, Mas. It was just a flick of my eyes, so it became watery gini. Yaudah, I'm going home first, ma'am." Atina was about to leave before the Son. He tried to cover up the sorrow from the Son. But only a few steps, his hand was blocked by the Son.

"Tin, don't lie to me. You were crying, right? What's up, same story me. Does anyone hurt you. If there is, you say the same to me. What ... does this have to do with Sandra?? Answer honestly Tin. I want to know, I don't like to see you sad like this." Reveal the Son with a sad gaze staring at Atina. Atina seemed surprised at the series of questions from the man in front of her.

"What's wrong with my son. Why was he suddenly worried about me. His attitude was very cold with me. Why today suddenly became a concern. Your attitude is very confusing." Inner Atina.

"I'm okay, Mom. I was clear with you. I'm not lying. So, I don't have to behave like me. It has nothing to do with Sandra. Ever since the incident a week ago, that woman never messed with my life again." Atina continued, she tried to cover up her sadness so that the Son would no longer ask.

" Oh yes, if you don't want to tell a story. I will not make meaning. You be careful on the road if you want to go home, Tin." Son Message. The man finally gave up, he no longer forced Atina to speak honestly.

Atina just nodded her head. He rushed out of the room.

The son stared at Atina's departure without blinking.

"Why don't you want to tell me the same story, Tin. What makes you cry like that. I saw you crying in this room. I saw it all before I finally decided to come here. You know Tin, my heart hurts to see your sadness. I can't bear to know you're sad like this." Muttering the Son, his eyes glared with a gaze pointed outside the room. From yesterday he was determined to be cold to the woman so that he could slowly start forgetting Atina and throw away all the feelings he craved to Atina. He realized, he was not a good man for a woman as good as Atina. But seeing the woman crying, the sense of unbearability more dominating in the Son. he could not be indifferent just to see the person he loved was muddled with sadness.

The son decided to pursue Atina. He would not let the woman go home alone, while he knew, Atina was not doing well.

Arriving at the school yard, Putra did not find Atina in the motor park. The son rushed on his motorbike. He drove to find Atina's whereabouts. Son sure, Atina must not have gone too far.

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With a bad feeling Atina drove her bike down the road home. When he passed the place where Melvin and Alana were hugging, it was empty. Neither Melvin nor the woman was there.

"Even when you want to go also did not say goodbye to me first. Did you go with that woman. So you forget that I'm still here. You must be on your way now, right with that woman. Are you intending to go back with her Mas??" Atina muttered, he seemed very upset to think about the closeness of Melvin with his ex-wife. Negative thoughts continued to mill around in Atina's mind. Especially since the incident earlier, Melvin did not contact himself even though it was just chat whatsapp.

Not wanting to go home in a state of chaos, Atina decided to go to her subscription meatball stall. Eating a bowl of meatballs with a lot of sambal will definitely make his mood improve again.

"Bang, the meatballs are one bowl huh. All the same iced orange juice also. mienya use so'un aja." Atina said when she had just entered Bang Somad meatball stall. The place is not too large, but neatly arranged and very clean. Atina chose to sit on the bench in the corner not far from the glass window. So while eating meatballs, he can look towards the highway that passed and then pass the vehicle.

It only took 10 minutes, the meatballs and drinks he ordered were on his desk.

Atina doused sambal as much as four tablespoons, followed by saos and also a little soy sauce. Saying Bismillah, he slowly began to eat the meatballs. The sensation of heat, spicy and also savory instantly fused in his senses of taste. Atina seemed to be enjoying the bowl of meatballs. Just a few bribes he ate his meatballs, suddenly the chair in front of where he was sitting shifted, before long sat a man right in front of Atina.

"Loh, My Son!! you are here. My son is following me!!" Atina's cry rounded her eyes looking at the man who suddenly without excuse was sitting in the same place as her.

"No, I'm here because I want to eat meatballs too. Entering the stall, not accidentally squirming you again eat alone. Yaudah I am samperin. It's okay if I sit here with you, Tin??" Sahut Putra with a relaxed expression.

"Remain, Mas is here because you deliberately want to eat meatballs?? Or did Mas come here because of my tail from earlier??" Atina asked still being suspicious of Putra.

"Hmmm, why do I need you, Tin. I guess there is no other job. I'm here because I was on the way to train a laper. Well, I accidentally squirm this meatball stall. Yes, I stopped by here. It seems good also during the day eating meatballs using sambal which is quite a lot. I think it has you. Wiggling you eat it has made my stomach more rumbling. I can't wait to start eating the meat." Said the Son trying to convince Atina that she no longer put suspicion on him.

Actually since then the Son deliberately tailed the woman in front of him because he was worried. The son was afraid, Atina was not concerned in the streets and would endanger herself later. Therefore the Son initiative to escort Atina to the front of the House. But unexpectedly, the woman actually turned the motorbike she was driving right in front of the meatball stall. It made the son smile happily. At least, even in a sad state. Atina kept thinking about her stomach. Unlike most people, when in the midst of sadness, surely his appetite will be reduced, even just to see food alone it feels reluctant.

"Yes, I trust you. I hope you're speaking honestly." Atina then returned to eating meatballs that still left a few grains in the bowl.

Soon the order of the Son also arrived.

"Wiih, the aroma is really fragrant. I think it's nice meatballs!!" Putra, his face was like a person who had not eaten for a few days.

"I have no doubt about the taste. Any champion. Mas know not, meatballs here are my subscriptions, even I've been from High School often eat meatballs here." Atina's story, reminiscing about her time at school, a time that she thought was very pleasant.

"Oh yeah. Your loyal customer, Tin!" Putra Sahut

"Yup... That's right."

"Hmmm, that's delicious. What you said Tin. The taste of the meat is dominant, savory also does not make eneg in the stomach. It's not wrong if you subscribe to this meatball stall Tin." The son fussed himself, occasionally he sipped the meatball sauce is still clear, because the son does not add sausage and soy sauce into the meatballs. Just sambal only as much as 3 tablespoons.

"It's what I said. Yes, you keep eating it, I say yes first. I've also finished my meatballs." Pamit Atina's.

"Don't go home first, Tin. I eat alone time. Later I will go home waiting for my meatballs to run out too. Pliiis.. temenin I'm back." The son pleaded while cupping his hands. Without a second thought, Atina immediately agreed to the son's request just now.

"Yes, yes, I've already found you."

"Well, that's dong. Thanks!!" Dengen cengegesan, the son continued to eat. He seemed to be eating voraciously and somewhat in a hurry, until not too long ago....

"Nhooo ..uhuuuk!" The son suddenly choked on the meatballs, causing himself to cough.

Gegas Atina immediately thrust a drink towards the Son.

"Dark... My mother!! be careful if you eat, do not have to rush too. kayak in pursuit of debt collector aja!!" Atina exclaimed while chuckling amusedly at the sight of the son's face suddenly red like a tomato. Atina also patted Putra's back slowly.

"Where have you been??" Atina asked, as the Son gradually improved. No more coughing like just now.

"Yes, it's okay. Thanks, Tin."

"Yes alike. You eat slowly, Mas. I'll wait for you until you're done. So, don't rush to eat." Atina said softly, making the son can only nod his head while smiling towards Atina.

"I'm so happy to get your attention, Tin. I hope one day you can make a fool out of me Tin. And you also want to accept all these shortcomings that are in me." Inner Son with all his hopes. He hoped that God would grant all the do'a he had always said.