Between the Dusk Border

A little tired

Juna watched Jehan who was asleep beside the bed, sleeping with a sitting position resting on his head. Juna even brought himself closer to staring at that face for a long time. He seemed to be completely unaware that the girl was getting deeper in his heart. Looking at the girl who fell asleep with a calm face her hair was a little messy because sleeping in a sitting position added beauty to the girl.

yes she is Jehan, the girl who will always be beautiful under any circumstances. Juna raised his hand intending to tidy up Jehan's messy hair but not yet at the girl's head he pulled back his hand. He felt he had no rights and felt unworthy to touch the girl. He's a nobody.

long enough Juna waited it seemed like the girl was really sleepy. His face was calm without showing any worry as he had already left the classroom without permission. She feels guilty because her girl may get points, worse still may get punishment from some teachers who are not followed without permission.

"emm" the girl began to open her eyes and stretch her muscles, Juna looked away from the girl looking beautiful. It seems like Juna should be able to hold back every time he sees the girl.

"sister Juna is what time" asked the girl in a soft voice, Juna smiled neutralizing her faster-working heart every time she was near Jehan.

"while going home on deck, do not want to go to class alone" asked Juna while looking at the clock attached to the wall.

"em later, just wait to come home. Responsible if you go back to class" said the girl, she took her water that she bought earlier. Gulp it down a bit and then close it again.

"thank you" said Juna sincerely, he was truly grateful for the kindness of the woman.

"yes" Jehan said as he pulled back his messy hair. Again Juna threw away his face, did the woman not realize if Juna's heart beat beyond the normal limit.

"drttt" Jehan took his phone when he heard his phone ring, it turns out from Johan he also picked it up.

"why" said the girl

"where's ?"

"in the UKS why"

"back I wait now" after that the caller turned off without saying goodbye.

"habit" the girl clucked in annoyance, with the behavior of her friend. He put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Juna.

"my sister went to class first, yes, I've been waiting with her friends. The clock home from school also sounds right" said Jehan while tidying himself.

"yes, thank you, sorry for taking it" said Juna, smiling at Jehan.

"hem" the girl nodded then left Juna alone.

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"for a long time yes" said Jehan approached his friends who sat in class while busy staring at each other's phone.

"where have you been, Gibran said you haven't been around since 7"

"gw's still alive, it's not been around since 7"

"let's go home, I've wasted time just waiting for one child who does not care about us" said Arga with a glance Jehan cynical. Why else would that child, every annoyance must be all involved.

"yeah yuk" said Hanna, finally the five of them left the class together, many students who looked amazed at them, but they ignored. It was common for them to get such a look. Envy, wonder, like, or whatever they don't care about.

Jehan looks around, trying to find Arjuna's whereabouts, the girl is afraid that Arjuna is still sick and needs his help.

"you go back first, gw..."

"lo back now, same with us" said Arga firmly, Jehan frowned. Since when did the man dare to arrange it.

"the same lousy man who stupidly remained silent when in the bully, even he does not deserve to be called a man" Arga said, although the speech was not shown to him but there was the smallest part of his heart that felt unacceptable with the words of his friend.

"don't make a fuss can not be si" said Johan first time since then just silently listen to his friend who noisily.

"it's Je, we go home now" said Hanna, helping Johan mediate, the eyes between Arga and Jehan are equally sharp indicating they are being pityed on each other. If only there were no friends, he and Arga would have been noisier and have been fighting.

the girl clucked in annoyance and left without saying anything, she also did not want to be with her friends longer, I don't know she was angry to hear Arga's careless words.

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"assalamualaikum" said Juna while parking his bike, he approached the father of his work who was preparing meatballs for buyers.

"wa'alaikumsalam, uh nak has come" said the father who was busy arranging meatballs in a bowl, the smell of meatballs that are so tempting immediately wafted into the air.

"let Juna help sir" said Juna

"yes son, please pass this meatball to the buyer sitting at the very end yes"

"get ready, boss" Juna took a tray and placed a bowl filled with meatballs and brought it to the person he meant.

Juna smiled, since he was happy with many buyers today, he hoped that in the future it would continue to be this crowded even if it could be more crowded than this.

"eh bro it's not Juna ya" said one of the young men who was at one of the tables.

"uh yes, haha I do not think that he works in this place, as poor as he is" said a friend beside him. While their one friend just silently stared intently at someone who appointed his friend.

"eh, he came here" pointed at Juna who was walking towards them with a tray containing meatballs.

Juna walks over to give the buyer meatballs he walks over without looking down as it is covered by the tray he is carrying. But suddenly he tripped by something so he fell, the meatball fell to the ground with a bowl that had been broken scattered, while the other meatballs spilled on his feet.

"akh hot" said Juna restrained, he fanned his feet affected by the broth using his hands. It was as hot as burning his feet.

"how the hell mas, I've been waiting from earlier even spilled. I've also been waiting for a long time" said the male buyer who was about 27 years old.

"sorry mas, let me make it again" Juna tried to stand up, although maybe his leg skin blistered at this time. But he didn't care if he tried to stand up.

"No, I'm tired of waiting" the man went with his friend. Leaving the speechless Juna while tidying up the broken bowl on the ground.

"if you can't work without working, wonder the work is hard aja" Juna looked at the person who just spoke, it was dion and some friends. Juna sighed softly, why did he always meet people he did not want to meet.

"we've returned aja yuk, males if you've met the ash" they also left after making Juna difficult. Juna stood up, limping. He rubbed his sweaty forehead.

"sorry sir, the meatballs spilled, the buyer also left. Sorry sir" said Juna slowly, there was a tear in his eyes that he did not let drip. Honestly he was tired but reality forced him to keep going strong.

"later in exchange for Juna's payment only sir" continued Juna while sitting in the back seat. He looked at his blistered feet. Feels very sick because of the hot meatball sauce earlier. It's possible that the marks won't disappear until the next few days.

"yes, I don't need to think about it, the name is also sales. Here you treat the wound was done this just go home son, Rest" The father gave the ointment to Juna with a sad look.

"yes sir, thank you. Sorry about Juna's buyer leaving earlier"

"it's okay just two won't make you lose."