The Dreamer
The Part 78

Of course, if you can freely produce his fiction, noh Nita is also proficient in writing a series of ideas for ideas in a work after getting guidance from him.

Nabila, intentionally allowing Nita to be creative, imaginative, and,thinking and issuing ideas for the sake of his ideas without his guidance again.While he continued his work that he had to deposit every day in a Mading library by way of lying on his stomach,while his hands were scraping word for word in an empty white paper, Nabila occasionally raised both of his legs.

Making a work of fiction with the stomach, indeed in a sense less if without lifting both feet.Up to a startling shout Nabila who was busy imagining.

"When". Nabila reflex stood up, and looked for the source of the voice that had called her name, how scared she would be if it was just her feelings.

"When".The voice boomed loudly as if confirming that the voice came from a living creature and not an invisible creature.

Nabila, twisting his body looking for the source of the sound that turns out the source of the sound came from the doorway that opened wide.

"P-Room m-ario".Nabila trembled violently when her tail caught a creature she was avoiding standing with her heart-piercing gaze.

"If you do not sleep while lifting both your legs, Sundanese people say'pamali' ".Without further ado, Mr. Mario, explain directly to his core points.

Nita, who was busy working on her fiction, suddenly approached Mr. Mario who was also approaching Nabila who stood sculpting.

"What's up, sir?". With innocence, Nita asked as if nothing had happened even though she was also the same as Nabila, prone while doing the task.

Mr. Mario turned to look at Nita, he thought there was only Nabila, it turns out that Nita was also there with Nabila.

"Of course, I'm here working on an Indonesian assignment with Nabila.Berdua, we're always together".Nita said, with a smile never separated from the lips.

Mr. Mario, looking at Nita and Nabila alternately.Nita and Nabila, both are very clearly much different.Nita who looked at him while smiling sweetly at him, while Nabila who was bowed quietly as if avoiding eye contact with him.

Mario, shook his head and turned around to leave the library room that he thought there was only Nabila was wrong.

"We got another Indonesian assignment".Shouted Nita, interrupting the footsteps of mario who was about to step away.

Mario's footsteps, stopped because of Nita's screams and footsteps that seemed to want to approach her.

"The task given is to interview the teacher". With a slow step, Nita tried to approach Mario."You know, who you interviewed".Nita, as if to hold off Mr. Mario so as not to get out of the library room."The man we interviewed". Without shame Nita, approached Mario with a smile that never escaped his lips.

Mario, turned around.Facing with Nita seemed to feel happy when he was close to this popular student.

"Please distance, nita".Mario's touch, reminding Nita of his footsteps that want to approach him.

Nabila, hastily tidy his stationery into a shabby backpack.Buksn intended to run away from pak Mario, Mario,however, the time showed in the afternoon.It was time for him to go home and prepare his merchandise to sell at night.

"Where are you going?".The sound of shouting accompanied by snapping interrupted Nabila's footsteps.