The Dreamer
The Part 106
Mario putra darmawan, already about 10 minutes he sat sweetly in the park chair that is deliberately provided for visitors who want to linger there, enjoying every vehicle downstream, and then there,or just sit around while unwind.
Mario, already sure Nabila will meet him here although there is no definite answer from Nabila's lips, but the look on his face shows he accepted the offer with great risk but it is better than nothing.
Mario, must be made to wait by the tough girl. This was the first time he had to wait, usually someone else had to wait for his arrival but this time was different from the average person.
Mario, ceaselessly staring at the clock on his wrist occasionally staring at the streets, like a lover of hearts who was about to wait for his soulmate to come pick up.
The clock needle moves by making a loud enough sound, clockwise that every second continues to move but the one in waiting is still not visible.P patiently Mario waiting for his soul mate to come pick him up.
"Where's the girl?".Mario, getting upset himself just waiting for a soulmate arrival that he can not leave but wait did not want.
Mario, swinging his legs that began to feel sore, the eyes began to sleepy and worms in his stomach had begun to protest asking for a mouthful of rice from the owner.
Mario, leaning his back on a wooden chair that is quite painful for residents who begin to feel sore, as a result of continuing to sit for a long time.
20 minutes, though,30 minutes to almost 1 hour Mario is still waiting while sitting sweetly on a wooden chair with eyes not separated from the clock on his wrist and the condition of the road that began to be occupied by vehicles.
The originally bright ceiling now there are only deep black clouds that cover the sunlight, drops after drops of rain begin to fall wet the surface of the earth.Mario still faithfully waiting without any certainty.
Mario, standing about to stretch his hands and enjoy every drop after drop of water that soaks his body as if the water droplets were able to get rid of all the anxiety, pain and shadows of his dark past.
"Sir Mario".The sound of someone shouting disperse the daydream of Mario, and lowered his two hands that were about to stretch while raising his head ready to receive raindrops that began to wet his body.
Mario, looking at someone who came from the side.He seemed to run in a hurry like in time with his gray white uniform almost wet.
"Sir Mario".Shouts the woman again."Sorry".She regretted the woman as she continued to walk up to her.
Mario, smiled.His wait did not end in vain, even though he almost gave up on the uncertain waiting of the end.
With open arms, Mario smiled to understand her tough and persistent student struggling."Gapapa Nabila, I also just came".Lied her, smiled sweetly at Nabila.
Regret haunts Nabila, obviously he is guilty of maybe being late to see his benefactor teacher if the incident in the library there is no drama intrigue in it and all it comes from posthumous Nathan.
Well, the posthumous Nathan who again continues to disturb his calm with his behavior.Nyatis he became the subject of gossip and gossip among school students, the,luckily, no one saw him and only he and Nathan knew.