Grasping the Only Temporary (Revised)

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He walked towards his locker, to pick up some books that he had put there and rarely brought home.

But for some reason, throughout his journey even when he got in front of the locker, everyone still looked at him strangely. Rest hours like now are sometimes rare class corridors can be crowded, because many students will gather in the cafeteria. But not with today. Like there's something.

Because he felt there was nothing wrong with him, Kian did not care much. He has a principle, if other people do not disturb then he does too. Just staring, it won't make someone immediately have a heart attack, right? That's how he thought.

Clack

The locker lock is open, and....

Crashes

A lot of rubbish came out of his locker. Kian became shocked, during his new school this time he experienced something like this. He corrected in silence, he felt he did nothing wrong with others. Buty? Why is this happening.

"Hoooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!"

"Hahaha!!!"

"Yuuuuuuuu!!!!"

"That's... Why tuh? There's other trash in this school!"

Such boisterous cheers and shouts were heard along the corridor. Making the ears full of the painful noise.

He saw that his books were dirty and wet with rubbish. He does not care about people along with the cheers that are aimed at him. He just focused on taking out all the trash in his locker and throwing it into the trash can.

"Hey!! Why was the trash dumped hm? It pantes there. The locker is better suited to be a dumpster loh Ki." Said a tall woman with hair in her second pigtail, a face so beautiful, symmetrical, a small pointed nose and white skin like a princess, with two friends to her right and left, respectively, like bodyguards.

Walk gracefully towards Kian with a waist rack. Not getting bothered in the least, he kept cleaning his locker. Which of course makes the woman even more angry because she is ignored.

Sret

Kian's hand was pulled by him, making Kian stop stepping.

"Lo was horrified!! Or lo budek!!" His impact.

"You want what the hell is Vi?! Off!" Kian threw the hand, but he was pushed until it fell to the floor.

"Lo should know Ki! How much I hate you!"

"Keep I should what? What do you want me to do about that hate?" There was a sound of a loud noise. He was tired enough to face a group of people who again are those who often throw tantrums at him. Kian himself did not know what was wrong until they always bullied him.

Kian's words just made Via become even more angry, he grabbed Kian's hair firmly making the girl grimace in pain.

"Gue wants you to get off the face of the earth. Because you are always a barrier to others to be happy! You know that!" His whisper was full of emphasis.

"Sorry." One word that was said from both of Kian's tiny lips, which added made Via feel furious at him.

"Lo!!" Via who was furious, adding to the coveted was getting stronger like an orang-in-faith. He wanted to slaughter Kian blindly. But there are others who are worried about it.

"Akhc!"

"Vi... It's Vi..." Prevent his friend

The student who had been in the hallway, looked carefully, occasionally cheering. Some even filmed them, scaring the two friends of Via.

"You guys are shit. Matiin not the camera!!" Tell one of Via's friends who tried to cover the camera. But unfortunately more caught the incident from his hands.

"Huhahahs.. Let's keep going!!"

"Well, that'll be even more exciting! Come on Ki fight the Via, time you just diem."

And there are many more words being said there. Via's friends try to separate Via from Kian, pulling Via away from there so as not to get into trouble.

"Vi, that. You will be punished with a teacher BK if he knows. It's ah!!" Pull friend.

"Inget lo Ki! This is all just the beginning!" His shout then left Kian who was still sitting expressionless.

He confirmed his disheveled hair on Via, then got up from sitting. Tidying up her school uniform was a mess.

No tears, no expressions, no complaints. Even he did not care about the surroundings that still gossiped about him. The eyes looked completely empty. No sense of anything emanated, no anger, no regret, nothing! It is like a living mannequin.

Kian stepped up, continued to throw the garbage in his locker. They were still cool looking at Kian who looked so pitiful. Until Febbry came in a hurry, who checked his condition.

"Ki! I'm hearing from your children in the same crash Via huh? Lo flapin' with him? Let me teach you a lesson!! Crazy huh! Why is he looking for you because you're the same." Said Febbry who was busy twirling Kian saw something scratched or not.

"Gue is okay. Not so bad either. Just relax, I can..."

"Can what ha? Sorry I should always be next to you. This is even me staying in you until you get bullly tuh trio garong." Febbry said so excitedly. "Emang lo have a problem what is the same gang garong?" Further again.

"Gue doesn't know either. Be stuck. Just go to class." It's pulling Febbry away from there. Afraid Febbry would retaliate if they linger there for a long time, let alone reach the compori by other students.

Being at this level is not easy, it can all affect their graduation. Both in terms of values and attitudes and treatment. He did not want just because of this problem, it would complicate their graduation and go to the next level.

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The doorbell rang, as usual, everyone was going out to go home.

Febbry possessively held Kian's hand. Makes me feel a little confused and amazed. He even put his palm on Febbry's forehead.

"Gee! What the hell Ki. Anyway you go home with me. I don't want you to see why napa." Strictly speaking, which made Kian a little nervous. He was afraid that Febbry would find out if he no longer lived in the house.

"Gue still has to go to the store first. Mending you go home first."

"It's okay. I'll anter you where you want. I don't want you to be disturbing the Garong group anymore." Kian went to great lengths to find out what other excuses he could use to reject Febbry's request.

Shortly thereafter Devan left the class with his flat face but was immediately attacked by Febbry. "This is it! Van, where the hell are you! More disturbed garong group instead of being helped too!" Roceh Febbry, but Devan only showed a flat face like he did not know what Febbry said.

"What the hell is Feb. Devan isn't..."

"Shhh!!! Anyway he's wrong. You should go home with me. Because I can't trust any more kids." Febbry pulled Kian's arm. But it was immediately put under arrest by Devan.

"Turn back to me." The cold.

"can't. You can't take care of Kian with a becus. I don't want to be up to nothing else." Febbry's been walking around dragging Kian.

"Eehh... ehh!! Woy!!" Instantly Febbry's grasp became detached from Kian's hand. While his neck is even locked by someone's arm. Febbry rebelled, but it was useless.

"Wooy!! Take it off!! Could die asphyxiate me later." Febbut hit that stocky arm in a hurry.

"So. I go home the same as me. Don't bother anyone else Feb! You come with me home, our business is not finished!!" The man dragged Febbry along, while Febbry himself reached out like he was asking Kian for help. It's not that helping Kian just shut up.

"There is Devan. Don't bother dating people!" He kept pulling Febbry away from the two of them.

"Come on." Devan pulls soft hands Kian.

Devan leads Kian from the corridor to the bus. The grip was unfastened, a little awkward that Kian felt when Devan acted like that.

"What do you want to eat?" Ask her in a soft voice.

It gasped slightly as the soft voice greeted. Devan looked out the window at the bus, what he noticed. Yeah, maybe find a place to eat. Suddenly he remembered his debt.

"Emmm.. Van. We don't have to eat in the stall." Pinta Kian while trying to let go of Devan's grasp.

Devan immediately turned his head towards Kian, staring fixedly at that face. Kian felt very nervous. It was such a close distance, plus that gaze...? "So. I mean, if you eat at the stall it can only be once." He opened his voice, to reduce his nervousness.

"Lo can directly pesen to ntar malem." Entirely.

"Gue just wants to buy raw materials. I'm just gonna pay the money."

"How much?"

"50,000." anyway."

"Enough?"

"Enough. Just get on my list of debts. Yeah.well..."

"Not enough to go to the supermarket!"

"No. We go to the market, well" Mata Kian sparkles.

Without speaking Devan immediately patted the glass window, making the bus kernet turn. "We stop here sir." He said back cold, making the kernet nod and signaled the driver to immediately pull over.

He paid the fee and pulled Kian off the bus. Kian looked confused by Devan's behavior that turned cold again.

Kian slightly cursed himself that was like too frontal on Devan. Maybe one of the words he said offended Devan.

After getting off the bus, Devan still gently pulled Kian's hand. Walking in the opposite direction, like something was missed.

After reaching one alley, they went in there. He dared to ask her, "Van, where are we going?" Kian's great-grandson, not answered at all by Devan.

Until he reopened his voice, calling Devan's name a few times, made Devan take a sharp glance. Suddenly he came back afraid. "Let's.ii.yeah, I don't talk anymore." His speech stammered.

Ten minutes they walked, finally arriving at a very crowded place. So many vegetables and other kitchen ingredients are ploughed there. So noisy and fishy smell and fresh vegetables burst in there.

The POV

I don't know why with Devan, who was suddenly soft when at school got on the bus too. The grip of his hand never left, making me ashamed of people. Honestly, actually I'm really just I don't want him to know.

I tried to make it loose, but every time it was released he would hold it again. I resigned, because all day I feel my head hurt. Jubay Via this afternoon was not kidding, very sick. All day in class I was sick. Devan doesn't talk to me much either. At least I'm safe and I'm not lying to him. Until at one point when I said I didn't want to, the grip was off. Make me so relieved.

But... Surprisingly, I may have hurt Devan's feelings again. His face turned cold. He took the bus, and we both got out.

Again and again he held my hand. I don't know where he's going, I want him to go, but I'm still scared.

Up in an alley, I dare make it to him. But he even diem, I have also called him and nanya several times, but he even glanced at me with a sharp gaze.

I immediately kept my mouth shut and believed he would not ask again. Keep walking in the loneliness, and finally we come to one large field, with several buildings.

So crowded, with a fishy smell bursting and full of vegetables as well. I glanced at Devan who was staring straight at the place. His behavior that I think is strange, can follow me as well. Huhhhhh... At least stubborn he didn't show up now that's better. And my debt is not even more swollen with him.

He took my hand to get into the territory, I also gladly receded even though my body felt very tired. Until we get in front of the sales stand of a fairly old mother.

The mother immediately smiled when she saw Devan. I'm confused why? Devan's acquaintance again is like.

"Eh. nak Devan. I haven't been to this market in a long time. Same who? His girlfriend?" He looked at me with a meaningful smile.

"Mom.not ma'am. I'm just Temen Devan." Tukas me.

"Oh that, kirain neng. It's so cute."

"Hahaha, you can." I said, maybe now my face is red because of this.

"How are you, ma'am?" Devan opened his voice.

"Good boy, thank God. If you?"

"Thankful for that. Devan is also a mom."

They talk a little bit, while I'm still busy thinking about vegetables with some kitchen spices. I thought that these two people knew each other and were very close. Devan rarely talks to strangers.

"Oh yeah, how's your mom doing?" The question then instantly changed Devan's expression.

"Mama.mama there's no mom." Say it with a smile. I know it must be a fake smile, so how much Devan loves his mother. Even at the funeral, he did not stop crying.

I know it must be very painful, I will also fall down until it becomes the same me. But amit-amit, don't get it. Even if they don't care about me, I'm sure they love me. Just the way it is delivered is different.

"What do you mean, son?" Ask the mother reassured, it seems he also knows what Devan means just want to convince what Devan said.

"Mama has died, Mom. A few months ago." His spoon but with a smile.

"Innalillahi wainnaillahi raji'un, I'm sorry I don't know." Mom looks so guilty.

"It's okay mom. I wait in front. And this." Say Devan love me two pieces of money a hundred thousand and leave me there. I want to say a lot just that he just ran away.

I looked at the mother, squirming Devan's back that passed away. Honestly, I don't feel very good because of that. I tried to break that awkwardness too.

"Emm.. cayenne pepper how much bu?"

"Eh. yes cayenne pepper or ounce 5 thousand neng." He said, I nodded too.

"I'm sorry, said Devan. Mom's not good."

"Yes mom. Devan emang still can't accept it completely ma'am. Oh yeah I know Devan....?"

"She's just as her mom used to come here, so I know. I also know that my mother is sick. But I don't know if his mother.... Nak Devan is a very responsible person who continues to be independent."

Any more... Mother is the umpteenth person who said so. I believe in his same attitude.

"Yes mom. Many say too. Um.. Don't worry, Devan is fine. He's also not offended by mom just maybe no longer want to talk about that, ma'am."

The mother's worried and worried face. Just nodded for a while then looked back at the vegetables in front of him.

"So how many are you all?"

After paying for less than a hundred thousand groceries, I came out of the market arena. The mother also gave me some stuff, she said as an apology. I agreed, and went straight out of there.

My foot stepped up to find Devan who was not met from earlier. After a long search, I finally found him, who again sat on a bench swing near a big tree. Pretty far from there.

I immediately approached him. Patting his shoulder, he immediately wavered like something had happened before.

"Udah?" I asked, looking at her face.

Her eyes were red, like a crybaby. "Lo why? Is anyone sick?"

"Son, let's go home." Ask him to hold this hand. We also can not be long, have to go to work soon.

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