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“What do you want to order?” ask Dea.
“Mango juice only!” answer Dance.
Dea immediately stepped away towards the juicing place. Then he ordered two glasses of fresh drink. Fortunately, visitors to the cafeteria today are quiet. So he didn't have to wait long to get those two drinks.
“Nih,” give Dea.
“Thanks,” says Dance. “Dea, I'm sure it's you. Who is he really? It looks like he is a Merdeka Pertiwi High School student,” Tanya Tari insistent.
Huh! Dea sighed. How'this? should he answer or keep his mouth shut like that. But if he didn't tell her, would Tari be angry and keep pushing her. Dea looked at the girl. His face wanted a definite answer from him.
“Ya, right,” Dea replied by force.
“Then who is he?”
“She Andika. He is the drummer of the band Five Lion,”
“Five Lion? Seriously?” the word Dance does not believe. “I've watched them once. They are really very great,” said Tari mebu-gebu. “What is your relationship?” to
“Connect? No relationship whatsoever!”
“Eh, I thought you two were dating. You guys are perfect,”
“Ngak ah. For now, I don't want to date, I want to focus on school first,”
“Ya too anyway!” agreed Dance.
“If your relationship with Andre how? Where have you been?” now Dea asked back.
“Still as before. Not growing,” replied Dance lethargic. “Moreover I had time to see a photo of a girl on her phone screen,”
“Do you know?” ask Dea curiously.
“Ngak. I haven't seen him, he's jealous to take his phone,” replied Tari is still lethargic.
“Ya, stop. Maybe he's not the best for you!”
“Maybe too!” agree Dance again.
Dea and Tari fell silent. They suck the mango juice that began to fade. And their minds no longer return to real life. No longer in the cafeteria. And no longer in school. Their minds carried themselves wandering in search of a figure of Andre who was away.
The meeting of today's is not getting maximum results. There is still a shortage of funds. And now, as usual Dea was looking up at the sky on her throne seat. The reports stacked on his desk have not been read at all. He is still wondering what he will do. For the show. For her friendship with Dance. And for the unclear relationship with Andre.
KRIET. Dea didn't turn her head. Still loyal to the sky that was not as beautiful as this morning. Maybe it was Randi. He will submit the financial statements of the pension event. Yet silent. There was no sign that the man was approaching her.
Dea turned her chair around. Andre's. Dea was surprised to see the man standing tall before her. His face looks unhappy. Maybe the lowest level in the heart order is bad mood. And again, his eyes were emitting embers of anger.
“Who did you go to yesterday?” ask Andre. “Andika?”
Dea fell silent. His mouth is locked. Fearfully, he nodded his head. And suddenly Andre's face changed. Angry, maybe that's what he's feeling right now. Dea could only bow her head. All this is his fault. The meeting should not have happened, let alone secretly.
PLAQUE…! Andre hit the table really hard. Dea flinched and was shocked. Now it really can't be tolerated anymore. Andre was furious. From his attitude, Dea also knew that the guy was trying to be calm. He did not want to create a chaos that attracted attention. At least, he did not want Dea to be the center of attention, probably because there were still many students wandering around the school.
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