Conqueror of My Little Heart
Punishment

Today I woke up late, because last night finished my reading book which had been delayed until it was over. With wide steps and hurry, I set foot towards the elevator to the top floor.

I waited for the elevator to open with gelisa, until after a few seconds the elevator opened and I immediately entered it. The elevator will soon be closed I can't wait to keep looking down at the clock in my hand.

As the elevator was about to close completely, a hand suddenly appeared to hold it in, I looked up at the owner of the hand.

It looks like a gallant man is standing in front of the elevator door, carrying a back bag on his back, while looking down at the clock that is circular on his wrist with a serious face, so that it emits a masculine aura on him and is very charming, making anyone who sees it will be fascinated.

I was stunned when I looked at that person.Suddenly the man raised his face and looked back at me, when our eyes met each other. he immediately changed his facial expression from serious to more relaxed with sparkling eyes.

"Aluna, is this really you?"I couldn't believe I was in the same elevator.

"If you still don't want to enter as well, better wait for the next elevator" I said lazily while taking my eyes off him.

"no.. no. I'll be late if I wait for the next elevator" he replied hurriedly, stepping quickly into the elevator. I immediately pressed the number button in the direction to which it was headed.

"why are you late?" Search while turning towards facing me.

"Slowly get up" I replied briefly, staring at the elevator wall eyed his gaze.

"What an unexpected equation, could it be that we are destined to be together as well?" he said while raising his eyebrows, leaning his body towards me.

"Don't overdo it! fix your posture!" I remember him, trying to neutralize the aura of the face.

"You look red, are you nervous if you get too close to me like this?" her question drew closer to me while advancing one step.

"Don't cross the line! I won't hesitate to hit you!" I remember him while pushing his shoulder.

"Ting" the sound of the elevator rang out, I immediately stepped out in haste, followed by him from behind.

Right now, I'm dealing with the picket teacher in charge of watch today. When at the gate the security guard does not hold the student who is late, because the punishment will be carried out picket teacher.

This is already the school regulation, where the picket teacher will wait at the intersection to the class of students, so automatically can not escape instead will meet him.

"The two of you are 7 minutes and 15 seconds late, ready to accept the punishment I gave." said the girl teacher, looking at the watch in her hand.

"You're punished for cleaning the lab, now follow me!" the teacher dropped out, while stepping towards the laboratory room.

While in the classroom, a clear-eyed man was brownish, from earlier he was busy glancing at the empty, uninhabited table in the corner.

"Where the boy went, it was not coming at this hour" he murmured while looking at the board with a raging mind.

"Is he not sick, because of yesterday?" again he kept wondering.

"Am I going to that house to see him? no.. no.., it would be dangerous if father knew" he continued muttering to himself, shaking his head, turning the teacher's focus from the front towards him.

"What's abhinanda? from earlier I noticed that you are not focused on my subjects, is there a problem?" scold the teacher while looking at the master.

"Ti-no buk, I'm just not feeling well. yes just not feeling well" his alibi clumsily while rubbing the nape.

"If you can't get to class, Ex only" suggested the teacher.

"There is no need to buk, at least soon it is also better" he refused subtly put up a convincing face.The teacher just nodded and then returned to focus on explaining the material.

Unlike the case with the laboratory room, the woman did not know that there was someone who was looking for her even worried about her.

"You clean the observation room first, the other room.remember! do not touch objects that are dangerous, let alone do to the glass here." instructions the teacher.

"Do not damage, or destroy the goods in this room" the teacher recalled again.

"Good buk" replied the man simultaneously.

"I go out first, if I'm done back in class" she said as she stepped out of the room.

I rushed to neatly arrange the items first, just working on the other.

I lyrically towards the man, he was lifting a large cardboard to tidy up to his place. With a serious expression, he continued to move the cardboard one by one.

Here he looks very dashing, with a melt of sweat running down his face to the neck, so tempting it looks not as annoying as usual.

"What are you doing? If you stack the card up like this, it will be prone to rupture. You're just making trouble" prevent me from getting upset with him.

"Alright, listen to what you say.Then help me put it together, let me pick it up from there" he suggested to me.

"Ck, troublesome, even though I haven't finished my work" I told him.

"Help me first, I'll help you later" he suggested.

We finished compiling the cardboard, which contained optical goods and laboratory equipment well, without any abrasions, then rushed to arrange the human torso biological props to their place in a neatly arranged manner.

But death happens suddenly.

"Duk" sounds clashing about something.

"Shelf"

"Track"

"No"

"Sir"

I looked at the source of the voice. Astagfirullah, what is he doing?

with the position of his tenement overlapping the biological props of the human torso, some fell everywhere.

"Ziyad what are you doing?" suddenly the picket teacher appeared beside me.

"Eh, it's buk. he..he.., the statue was a motion asking to go down from the shelf, but the ziyad should not, so he took the initiative to go down himself even fell like this, indeed the basis of the recalcitrant statue" his chatter scolded the inanimate object, while lifting up some scattered organs.

The teacher just shook his head at his behavior.

"You're done until you're done, otherwise don't go to class!" the teacher insisted as he left.

"Indeed unreliable, it makes trouble, if this is when it's finished?" namelku.

"Don't be angry, I tripped" he said, putting on a faint face with a sad look.

'That's adorable. no! what was I thinking?' I said to immediately divert the conversation.

"Oh, go buy some food! I'm hungry" tell him.

he didn't talk straight away, without waiting for me to give the money first.

'already when he came back just given' I thought, continuing to clean up.

After a while, he came while carrying a plastic bag in his hand. finally we ate first and then continued to clean up again. neither I nor he spoke again, maybe because tired, maybe, what else I just a little breakfast bread from home.

In life we do not know who we will meet, and how long we are together, but everything we have to accept the consequences, because everything goes without we can prevent and we ask.

As well as me, how much of it I have gone from my life I have not been able to make it last, and how much of it has come I will not be able to ban let alone prevent it.

My biggest fear is that the ones who come in my life just stop by to stop by, not come to really~adiba ara kaluna