A PIECE OF LOVE FOR DEVANO.

Dreams or Facts?

“Today what will you do?”

Tanya managed to make Ayla turn her head, her round eyes looked at the figure of a tall girl who was in front of her, her eyes small, but so very sharp. Nuna is the girl's name.

“Gue? Mean lo?” ask Ayla stupid.

Both Intan, and Nuna, both just turned their eyeballs around. I don't know what their friends are, because now Ayla who is already slow really getting slow.

“Kan elo usually always give parcels for Kak Devano. What do you want to do now?” asked Nuna, clarifying her question earlier.

The atmosphere has begun to be not conducive, the sun has begun to rise, and children have begun to protest because of the heat, while the headmaster as a figure who is now giving lectures is still excited to do so. As if forgetting if in front there, there were hundreds of disciples who were roasted by the heat of the sun.

“Hm! I made a chocolate cake, anyway. But ...” said Ayla was cut off, she again sighed again, glancing at her bag that was behind. “Gue is not sure if you will say again what not,” he continued.

Nuna snorted, folding both her hands on her chest. Did he just believe in Ayla? Oh, of course not! Nuna knows best who Ayla is, how many times did she say she wanted to give up idolizing Devano? Stop saying hello to Devano? Crazy about Devano and so on? But everything Ayla said was bullshit! Everything Ayla said was just nonsense. Because what happens is, Ayla remains Ayla. He still chases Devano as he does with other obscure girls. Though it is clear if Devano should not respond, glancing was not at all. Although a statement by Devano last night was enough to make Nuna feel really.

“Ah, which is true? Don't-don't just hoax, again,” ledek Nuna. Intan also chuckled to hear the words of Nuna.

“Ah, really, Ayla mah hoax doang. Say tired of chasing Kak Devano, real pursued as well. How much money did he waste just making a photo of Kak Devano that really has no benefit?”

“Lo also ask me!” ayla's upset that she doesn't accept. Ayla snorted, then she pursed her lips perfectly.

*****

The hour of rest has arrived, both Ayla, Nuna, and Intan are now both walking towards the cafeteria. The first day of entering school without frills of prospective new students is enough to make them seem to feel confident too. Putting off the blue white uniform to wear the gray white uniform is a nice thing for them. This is not just a matter of prestige, it is like proving that they are adults. Yeah, that's their thinking.

“Cantinya only one is not? Far away,” complained Intan. The cafeteria of the tenth-grade building was indeed a good distance away, from end to end. It takes time, indeed. However, if they are hungry, the cafeteria is the only place they can reach.

“Salah itself elo not breakfast? So we're also affected, right?” nuna's snort began to protest. Intan again chuckled as well while scratching his non-itchy nape.

While Ayla, she just kept silent. His mind was still everywhere, he was still confused by what he was going through. It's like a dream but it's real, but if it's real it's really not possible at all. How not, he's dating Devano? But until this moment in the school break, Ayla did not feel at all if there were any signs of the status of her relationship with Devano was real. In fact, like her usual days, she was only together with her two ever-shattering best friends, she walked among them as the most silent chick among all, and only one changed. Yeah, the look of the girls on him. A stern and dislikeful gaze, with whispers of at least wearing ears at all, though Ayla herself paid little attention to their words.

“You go to the canteen first, yes. I want to go to the toilet first,” Ayla said. Patting Intan and Nuna on the shoulder at a glance then he walked quickly towards the toilet.

It was fortunate that he immediately saw the toilet, because his natural call really could not be withheld at all. Ayla immediately sighed in relief when she finished urinating, walked towards the mirror and washed her hands on the faucet that was there.

“Eh, it's not the girl who was yesterday malem, yes,” that voice is starting to sound. Ayla looked from the reflection of the mirror in front of her, if there were two eleven-year-old girls whispering to each other in a loud voice, looking at Ayla with full gazes judging from toe to head.

“Yes, elo. She's the girl who says Devano's girl, right?” ask the other girl.

Ayla now could only swallow her saliva with difficulty, she lowered her face, trying to pretend not to hear even though it was difficult.

“Because I don't understand Devano. Chased by the most popular girl in school just don't care, eh even want to be the same girl like that? Udah dekil, small, body already like ironing board, ugly again. Geez, losing is much the same Cindy.”

“Maybe dipelet times. Don't beat that chick!”

“Bikin upset look at his face,” added the other girl. After being satisfied the two said what they wanted to tell Ayla, they both came out.

Ayla herself could only stand foolishly in front of the mirror. His breath was long perfectly. This was the most terrible thing, the gossip and ridicule on him was already unavoidable. In fact, until this moment Ayla herself did not feel that she was Devano's girl at all.

Ayla then smiled bitterly, after she felt finished and dried her hands, Ayla walked out, opened the toilet door, suddenly ….

Byur!!!

Ayla could only stand up foolishly, when her whole body was soaked. He then looked up, seeing a bucket tumbling over the door with a rope that seemed to have been neatly prepared there.

“Ups, sorry, intentionally!”

The voice made Ayla look out at the toilet, three twelve-grade girls stood in front of her haughtily, crossed her arms, then smiled with satisfaction.

Ayla was still silent, her eyes were pushy. Intentionally? Ayla didn't hear wrong, did she? What did they do on purpose?

“Where? Seger huh? Yes, it seems like you can make your brain clean that is not sane to go all the way from Devano!” say the tallest girl and the stray.

Ayla did not expect at all that she hated so much just because of a sentence from Devano.

“What's my fault, yes, Brother?”

“What's wrong elo? Yes, obviously, cook elo do not understand? Elo the girl Devano!” answered the curly haired girl who was now standing in front of Ayla, looked at Ayla fiercely and then pushed Ayla's body until Ayla fell perfectly on the floor.

Sick, of course.

But, Ayla's heart was much more hurt than anything else.

Slowly, the children began to gather, the bullying began to spread by word of mouth. An unimaginable thing even until whenever it was.

“Elo should know, yes, that Devano is ours. Dare to be Deketin Devano and pretentious to be his girlfriend Devano, we make sure that your life will be bad three years of this school. Understand lo?”

“But, Brother, I—“

“Gue, me, what? Long time I hang your neck on the tree also lo!”

“Enough!”

Everything stopped immediately, Ayla fell silent again, a guy with a sturdy body that entered, enveloped Ayla's wet body with a jacket, helped Ayla to stand up, then stifled Ayla's tiny shivering body. His gaze sharply looked at all the girls there, and it was enough to make the three bully girls silent, with their pale faces.

“Who hurts my girl, they will deal with me,” firm, short, and solid. That was what the figure said, pulling Ayla's body out until all the children gave way to Ayla and the figure.

Far enough both of them walked, until the sturdy hand released his embrace to Ayla when he realized that the atmosphere was quiet. Yeah, right behind the eleventh-grade building, it was quiet there wasn't a single person there.

The guy was standing a little away from Ayla, putting both of his hands into her pants pocket, making Ayla still feel if all this was like a dream.

Ayla clasped the man's jacket, and she smiled. What could he imagine more than that? He can wear the jacket of the guy he likes so much. Ayla then remembered that the guy had grabbed her. Even more than the most beautiful dream, Ayla did not expect if she was embraced by the man she liked so much. Yeah, that guy is .. Devano.

It's not a dream, is it?

This is reality, right?

Ayla rubbed her eyes, pinched both of her cheeks, and what she was going through was real. Not a dream or hallucination.

Ayla looked at Devano who was in front of her, a tall figure with somewhat long hair that covered the collar of the back uniform that looked so real. High-steady body posture looks handsome and perfect.

“Kak Devano ..” call Ayla, she took a few steps forward to be right behind Devano. However, the guy did not look at all. That figure is really Devano, right? “Thanks, yes, —“

“Restore my jacket tomorrow, laundry, because I don't want any old hands on my jacket,”

Ayla was speechless hearing the words coming out of Devano's mouth. Devano's gaze was really sharp and cold, as if hatred had already been clearly drawn within Devano's eyeballs. After saying that, Devano immediately left, without giving an explanation and saying anything more.