Dense clouds in the sky are predicted to rain. But it does not diminish the spirit of the students to go to school. Including Vitto, my friend from junior high school. Well, although I admit him as my friend, still my heart says 'I Liked Vitto'
Actually if always near Vitto, I often hurt. If it's not his ex-her, her boyfriend, or her boyfriend's future. If he already has a boyfriend, I must be willing to be his intermediary.
You know how it feels? Nyesek. But still I live origin can same Vitto. In fact I'm always aggressive to Vitto. But lately I just realized, if my feelings to Vitto clap one hand. I started to move away from Vitto. Initially risi. But with a heartache, I can finally forget a little about my feelings to Vitto.
But, whether there is any wind, the Vitto began aggressive first to me. Suddenly took my hand, put my arm around my shoulders, even hugged me from behind. Honestly, I'm actually an ilfeel. But still aja Vitto people I like. So it just makes me happy.
Here we are, stand up together
"Like to rain, eh?" Vitto said.
"Yeah."
"But why not the rain?" I grumbled, pouting her lips.
"Pssttt ..." Vitto reprimand as he put his left index finger in front of the lips, and his right hand up to the sky without removing his eyes from my eyes.
"Count, yuk." Take Vitto while raising his eyebrows. I nodded and started counting.
"One…"
"Two…"
"Three, Byur ..." The rain came down and began to collect in Vitto's right hand.
"Tuh kan, rain." Exclaimed Vitto with a winning smile. I was busy catching the rain ignoring his words.
"My goodness, I love the rain. Yes, right? "I asked for approval from Vitto.
Not. "Vitto replied. Cold. Make me turn
"Why?" I asked who disagreed with Vitto's remark.
"Because I prefer the same people who like rain than rain." Vitto replied that still accommodate the rain drops with his right hand. I frown did not understand the answer from Vitto.
"Meaning?"
"Yes, I like the likes of the rain. And the man is you. "Vitto replied with a smile looked at me. I blushed.
"No wrong?" I asked while holding back a smile.
"Not really. I realize that I like you, Aya. Propylaea Attena, will you be my lover? "Say Vitto while holding my right hand with his left hand and his right hand still accommodate the rain water that has been spilled
The awkwardness starts crawling on me. I tried to free my hand from Vitto's grasp. Because dozens of pairs of eyes are being noticed.
"Vitto, loose." I nodded as I tried to let go of my hand.
"Why the hell?" Asked Vitto who still holds my hand.
"Many are tough, tuh. Lepasin. "
"Let me do it, I do not want to get off before you accept me." Vitto replied while tightening his grip.
"That's why, Vitto? You think you're cool like this? You think I'm impressed the same treatment? You think I want to be your samakamu? "My impatient snarl. As it turns out, my outburst makes Vitto loosen his grip. Give me a chance to get out of his grasp.
So you do not accept me? "Vitto asked with a confused expression.
"Not!"
"What? You reject me real? "
"You remember? In the mathematical sciences, negative negativity is positive. You understand, do not you? "I asked, instantly turning around. I'm sure Vitto must be thinking a riddle from me.
Soon I heard the cry from Vitto. "Yay ... I accepted ... I accepted ..." he shouted. With a quick movement, Vitto spun me around and hugged me.
"Thanks Aya ... Thanks ..."
