Fire Sun

Damn Supreme

Gesna's lofty goal today's school is to meet Esther. A lesson? Don't ask, it's all going through his head. Luckily, Asri was still in Medina, so he had no obligation to come to the Pespel canteen. Naraya is also not a school, Platnas dispensation permit. It's up to the girl, she and Naraya are still in a cold war.

Esther came to see the wave of Gesna in the air. They pulled over at the corner of the front canteen, which was pretty safe from the girls.

"Ter" he whispered as he tried to make sure no one heard their conversation. "Just yesterday, it was our secret. No one knows. So if it leaks, I'm sure it's from your mouth."

Gesna certainly remembered how Esther leaked to the picket teacher that Naraya often jumped over the back wall of the school to unplug. He did not want the incident of the girl's negligence would be fatal for the welfare of his life in school.

"Lo know who he is?" added Gesna with a slightly threatening tone.

"Yes, no, really. I think you're dating Thunder. I saw you hug her," murmured Esther bowed.

"Yes... He's my best friend. All my greetings to him too." Gesna. It is not necessary for many people to know how he really feels and even though he loves Thunder, it does not mean that every greeting that the girls entrusted to Thunder through him, is not conveyed.

Ester nodded while sipping on the tea bottle. "Yes, even if you end up being, that's okay. I even agree that Thunder is the same lo, rather than the same Joceline."

Gesna threw away a glance, trying not to big a head. Thunder had already chosen Joceline and he was not a winner. "Lo crazy. They're ready, don't be fiddled with," hiss Gesna glared.

The girl at the side laughed softly while looking over. "Can you two be? Where did it start? I don't know who I am."

"You know how to be like a gossip rubric." Gesna started sipping her drink. No one would believe if Gesna's meeting with Adit first in the motorcycle parking lot, with the circumstances he challenged the Chief.

Esther was still laughing, telling Gesna one important piece of info. "The girls here, many like him. You know the ajalah. The more mysterious people the cooler. He's the kind of cool-looking guy."

Gesna raised an eyebrow over the parable just now. Cool gangs?

"Well, you're not aware? Try to see from afar if he's walking alone in the corridor." Esther cengengesan. "My classmate likes to look around when he's passing by."

Gesna gulped. Fortunately, her and Esther's classes were different. Esther IPA class is in the right building, while she is IPS class is in the left building. The two buildings are connected by a corridor, so from afar it looks U-shaped.

He began to think the truth of Esther's words. It also makes sense that the Ester class often peeps at Adit, the Adit class is above the Esther class. Same class IPA. That guy must have been through.

Someone seemed to be approaching. Miya, distant cousin. Their familial relationship was due to Gesna's grandmother and Miya's grandfather's siblings. However, during this time Gesna most lazy invited family gatherings. For they will all discuss how the family is not harmonious.

"Weits, this very canteen tumben can be visited by a Jessica," teased Miya sitting between him and Esther. "Where is Naraya the same?"

"They didn't come in. I have business with Esther. Yeah, right, Ter?" Gesna's eye-tails encode Esther and the girl nods.

Miya laughed while styling her long hair. "Business with Esther? Do you like Kpop too?"

Miya probably thinks she approached Esther to order Korean artist trinkets just like girls do at school. It feels like Gesna wants to look down if she doesn't remember him, Miya will be more curious.

"That, deh. I was a cab first. Thanks, Ter." Gesna also waved to Miya before leaving the cafeteria that was always crowded by the babbling girls.

While walking down the corridor, Esther's words revolved around her head. Try to see from afar if he again walks alone in the corridor.

What if Adit walks down the corridor? Drifting off? Or moonwalk?

"Girls do love lebay," hissed Gesna scoffed at the sign. He climbed through the right staircase of the building because the front canteen was adjacent to the building inhabited by the IPA children. He went into the toilet at the end.

When he came out, in front of him was someone walking straight. The man turned his back on Gesna. His uniform unraveled out, both hands in the pouch.

Gesna focused his gaze, feeling familiar with the figure. When the person in front of him turned to the badminton court between the buildings, Gesna realized that he was Adit.

He pulled over to the empty pillar. Let Adit walk further and further away with his current position. Gesna looked at the class around. Esther said, many eyes turned from behind the window. 

While gluing the body to the barrier, Gesna lowered her head to the badminton court. Cool gangs? Ah, goddamn. Those words remembered again. Cool from where, anyway? They don't know that Adit sucks. Like a prison warden. Like lions. Likes set. Finicky. Likes nongol suddenly. Spam chat likes.

Gesna peeked again, Adit's shadow was already away. As she was about to walk back, some girls came out of the nearest class and turned to look towards Adit's disappearance. They don't care where Gesna is.

The one who had the longest hair out of the others started to whisper. "Gue, yeah. If Adit shoots me, I'll treat you for a month." 

"Ye, dream lo," the other replied as he looked at Adit's shrinking back. "About what pellets would be suitable for a cool guy like him?"

"Pelets online. Reportedly online pellets now exist."

"Udah crazy lo. We can pellet people if we have the picture. It's not like this" said another friend. They are certainly not indifferent if the chatter is heard by people, as long as it is not Adit.

Someone pulled out the phone and showed it to the others. Tongue sticking. "Gue got, I got. Yesterday, I screenshot IG live Kak Miko. Then I can pellet him."

If only Gesna remembered him asking Adit to keep their status a secret, it might be nice to bump the heads of the girls into one. Girls today are aggressive, aren't they?

Gesna. Adit should know that he's the object of the girls' itch out there. So that the guy does not need to be often pretentious. After all, why try Adit using a street event on the second floor? It's definitely an eleventh-grade corridor. Twelfth class is on the third floor. Just go up to the third floor you can, no need to cross on the second floor. The basis is that Adit does want to spread the charm.

He sneered while checking the vibrating phone.

Mr. A: Not yet in class?

Gesna: Why?

Mr. A: It's okay. Just across the street from your class, you weren't there.

Gesna's lips curved out of control. Does this mean Adit deliberately passed the second floor to see him? Ah, that's a too grandiose thought. Obviously that's impossible.

The cell phone was carrying as it passed through the horde. Poor them. The hallucinations are too high.

Esther who just came, walked up to the girls earlier. "What's up? In, gih. Mr. Iksun is coming soon."

"Obviously, the Chief Brother passed by. Calm down, Class President, we'll be in soon."

Esther glanced at Gesna and their views met. "Hus, she has a boyfriend."

The move stopped. "Ah, who said? Where possible! I'm following IG he's the same kids The Tahan Banting, no photos of Adit's same chick."

"Where do you get rumors from if she has a boyfriend?" ask the others to be curious.

"It's said," he asked Esther as he walked into his class.

"Where's my same thought?" ask the long haired one with confidence. Among other things, the girl is the most beautiful and the most white. "As long as the yellow janur has not curved, the opportunity will remain always there. No one knows, right? It could be in the future that he's my soul mate."

Throughout the rest of the lesson passed Gesna with drawing-picture. Why is it so long day, anyway? Miss Muslicha's explanation is just bouncing in the ears. He was boredom half-dead and wanted to go home quickly.

The bell home from school feels like a beduk lebaran. Gesna greeted gratefully and without lingering, she immediately jumped into the seat, pressing the scooter gas deeply.

He doesn't know how the wind blows. It seems ordinary. It seems like he also drives a scooter well. The streets are no problem either. But after Gesna came to her senses, she was already sitting limp on the sidewalk surrounded by people.

His scooter fell asleep on the side of the road. Some people ask about Gesna's condition. Someone gave me a drink and asked if I needed to go to the hospital. Gesna. He tried to move his legs, no problem.

Gesna also has no idea why Adit's name was suppressed when someone asked Gesna to contact the family. Maybe because Adit's name is located at the top of the phone book.

The guy came in ten minutes later and got off the bike in a hurry. "Are you okay?" ask Adit. The crowd began to subside after finding out Gesna was no longer alone.

Gesna looked at her painful legs. "Why. Don't see what my legs are?" hiss upset.

A father who helped Gesna earlier, then handed the scooter key to Adit. The man thanked him as he shook his hand. Then busy with cell phones, call out who and ask people to come take care of the scooter that lies on its back.

"Cock can fall?" Adit sat by his side while researching Gesna's asphalt-scratched knee.

"Where do I know? If you know to fall also I will not want to," reply Gesna jutek. And Adit's question is like that. He also did not know how it happened that he could fall suddenly. Nobody hit him and nobody hit him.

"So which one fell first in which part?"

Gesna pointed at the knee. "here. This is the one that is bleeding. How, anyway?"

"Oh, not the body, the hands or the buttocks?"

"You want to be a doctor?" grunts. "My school is coming home."

Adit asked him to wait a while. After the man who was asked to take care of the scooter Gesna came, the man then left it, to the nearest shop and returned with a bottle of mineral water. "Attent. Your wounds must be cleaned first."

The water that Adit poured soaked the wound, making Gesna moan.

"illness?" ask Adit.

"According to you, ajalah?!" bentak Gesna riled. It's called an open wound, anything hurts. Wear asked again. You want to joke or what, anyway?

The guy sighed. "If we get sick, we go to the hospital."

Gesna. "Sad doang! His name is also wound. Come on, I'll be home soon."

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Adit was still watching the limped Gesna want to get up and immediately grabbed the girl's arm.

"Home home" refused Gesna. 

"A hospital, yuk?" Adit helps Gesna sit sideways in the high motorcycle seat. 

Gesna snorting cob. Moreover, there are still those who watch it with Adit. What kind of prank content is he making again? "Why the hell are you going to the hospital?! Want tepe-tepe? I fell down, I was okay. How complicated are you? Already! I want to go home."

Adit finally nodded and drove the motor slowly. "Yes, already. But if anyone's still sick go straight to the hospital, huh?"

"Yes." Yeah." Gesna was moaning, feeling odd sitting sideways like this. Adit's upturned seat makes his body lean to the back that was just stared at from afar. "Go home."

"Hand, fall down again" asked Adit as he pulled his hand to the man's waist.

When he got home, he refused to take Gesna. His body was carried and laid on the sofa. Adit doesn't let him go anywhere, while the guy goes back and forth from earlier.

Adit approached him to clean the wound with antiseptic liquid, then drip betadine. Gesna came back grimacing. A pain reliever medication is also Adit proffered to be taken.

"What's this? Toxins?"

"Paracetamol, drink." The man left him again, headed for the kitchen and came back with ice wrapped in a clean cloth. "Your knees are swollen. Compress first, yes."

Gesna was silent, receiving all Adit's treatment. The wound is not big, but it hurts a lot. Not just sore because of the skin that has just been scratched asphalt. For some reason, his heart was beating uncharacteristically. Maybe the effect of the fall.

Secretly Gesna actually feared his knee why-why, so he refused to be invited to the hospital. He exhaled slowly to relieve the agonizing pain.

"So I saw fried chicken. Wanna eat?" tawar Adit looked into his eyes.

"This is a swollen compress again, why not eat, anyway?" Installed irritated look so as not to be stared constantly. "Udah, just later. I'm just so lazy to eat."

"Let me bribe, you hold the compress."

Whahuh? How's it? Bribed? Gesna almost got up. "It's so hard?"

Adit ignores Gesna's protest, taking a plate of rice with the chicken alone because he understands that Gesna does not like vegetables. "Don't want a maksa, but you have to eat fast."

"Lo maksa!" Gesna snatched away the plate Adit was holding. "Why should I eat fast? Let's go home soon, right? Can I live IG again? Let's get a quick compliment from your fans?"

Both Adit's eyebrows are linked. "meaning?"

"Here, again. Just go read it, right." Gesna put the plate on the side. "Yes, already. If you want to go home, go home. There's IG live, there."

He shook his hand, asking Adit to leave. His knees ache, his heart is hot and Adit's behavior makes him goiter. Damn it so much today?

"Hey, Non," call Adit rubbing Gesna's head and again grabbing the plate. "Why the hell keep getting angry? Who wants IG live?"

Gesna snorted, returned the ice cubes to the bucket, then folded his hands. He threw his face to the other side, lazy to look at Adit. "The reason why you want to do PR. That's live IG, right?" the accusation. "Let your fans comment, 'Rahim adek twitched, Bang', 'Fruit me, Bang'. Alay!"

Adit immediately got up and sat down in front of him. The boy's eyes were fiddling with a smile on the corner of his lips. "You're no longer jealous, are you?"

"Ye, no! GR am very lo, Bang. Geez, pede lo as high as space!" Gesna squinted the eyes. Damn it today. Damn it!

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