My Bipolar Boy's

63. Not Going Home Together

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The home bell rang from 8 minutes ago. But it looks like Cahya is still sitting at home in his place.

Even earlier he had rejected the subtle invitation of Wulan to go home together. In his current mind, he was just trying to find the answer to that event.

Where Bryan doesn't remember who he is. Or maybe Bryan pretended to forget about her. I don't know, that must be very disturbing Cahya's mind.

Several times he breathed tired. Yes, tired of thinking about the answer he never met.

Until the sound of the ringing of his phone makes the daydream Cahya scum.

He took the cell phone he put in his bag.

Rima🌻

That's the name on Cahya's phone screen.

"Why did Rima call, huh?" Cahya raised the call.

"Assalamualaikum" said Cahya to his best friend.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Hya have you gone home from school?"

"I'm done, but I'm still at school. What's wrong?"

"Say, chief Volly's son wants to go to your school." Rima's words made Cahya frown in confusion.

"What's he here for?" There was a clear sigh from across there, "Of course meet you. What else is it."

"Meet me, what for?"

"I don't know, for sure he's almost at your school now. So you can meet him at the gate. He said he'd wait for you there." Clearly at length made Cahya nod in understanding.

"All right, thanks for the info. And you don't miss me?" Temptation on his best friend.

Across there, Rima snorted softly before answering her. "You don't think I miss you. I'm so miss. A day without you feels like a week." Cahya laughed as soon as she heard the chattering of her best friend.

"Why laugh, you don't miss me." Cahya had not yet answered, Rima first voiced.

"Ooh, don't you forget about me, okay? This heart is sad."

Cahya knows, surely Rima is acting like a melow.

"Don't be a fool Rim. I know what you look like, don't try to trick me." Rima chuckled softly to hear him make Cahya come laughing.

"Ooh, yeah. What about your future husband? He's nice, right? You haven't told me anything about it, not that you promised to tell, have you." Cahya sighed softly, she was silent as soon as Rima asked about her future husband.

"Prospective husband?" Cahya laughed softly, but if you are sensitive then you will know that Cahya is laughing at herself.

"Cahy...Cahya," call Rima.

"Yes, Rim. Why?"

"You're daydreaming, huh?"

"No, yes, we'll connect later, yes. He wasn't waiting in front of the gate."

"Okay, remember don't forget to open the group. You're not online at all."

"Yes, Rima Chubby. I'll open a group. Then see you, Rim".

"Sip👍"

"Assalamualaikum," Cahya ended with a greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." After the call was interrupted, Cahya still looked at the screen of her phone which now displays her wallpaper with her classmates.

(Remember, about that photo together before the breakup)

He took a few breaths before getting up from the ground. Even he just realized, if only he was still in class. He immediately stepped towards the school gate.

For a moment he stopped his footsteps in front of class XII IPA 1. Whose class is it if not Vino's.

Since the door was open, it made it easy for Cahya to look inside.

But what he was looking for wasn't in that class. Even the class is no longer inhabited.

"Where are you?" Cahya muttered before moving towards the school gate.

When parked, Cahya did not see Vino's pickup car. That means Vino's back home. But why didn't he tell himself.

At a glance the memory had appeared in his brain made Cahya again sigh. "I'm really ready" he murmured with a smile.

Cahya kept walking by lowering her head without realizing someone was staring at her from behind her motorbike.

Cahya approached the man. "Hi, what are you doing here?" Ask the young man.

The young man opened his voice. "Why didn't you move around saying something?" Ask without answering the question.

Cahya sighed for a moment. Then gave a small smile towards the young man before him.

"Something's got me moving here. What the hell are you doing here? Want to meet someone?".

The young man snorted for a while before answering Cahya's question.

"Yes, I want to see someone. And that person is right in front of me right now."

Hearing him made Cahya laugh softly. Actually he already knew that this young man in front of him wanted to meet him. But he intentionally fucked it.

"Hahaha, I know. So what do you want to talk about?"

"Why you suddenly moved, Volley's son attacked me with questions as soon as they found out that you moved school." The look on the young man's face turned somewhat tired. Especially when he calls volley boy.

"You're like you've just been mobbed" Cahya laughed again, this time longer than before. While the young man momentarily glued to see his laughter.

Cahya stopped her laughter as soon as she saw the response of the person in front of her who was unmoved.

"Hey, Cel. Why are you even quiet?" Cahya shook Marcel's arm slowly to wake the young man from his daydream.

Marcel gasped at Cahya's touch in his arms. "Ti.dak What..What" he answered with a brick.

"So you're just here to complain about my volleyball boy's behavior?" Cahya raised her eyebrows.

"No, I all wanted to give you your charters and medals last week. The headmaster put it on me." Clearly Marcel made Cahya nod her head.

Marcel opened his bag and took out a charter and a medal to give to Cahya. Cahya accepted and said thanks.

"Thank you, sorry for bothering you. You should just leave it to Rima, let her give it to me later that afternoon."

"Not troublesome at all. I'm happy."

Cahya frowned confused, "Happy why?" Marcel gulped his saliva confused, he hurriedly explained so that Cahya did not misunderstand.

"Good, because I can see the other schools. Your school is also good" said Marcel, looking at the new Cahya school.

Cahya ber'Ooh' ria's.

"There are you"

"If you don't mind, will I take you home? All meet your other volleyball children" Marcel bargained as he looked at Cahya who now began to put her charter and medal into her bag.

"meaning?"

"Actually I'm here to pick you up, Volley boy asked me to pick you up because they wanted to see you. Said if you didn't come they'd all skin me."

Again Cahya laughed, she knew very well how to care for her volleyball children first. Then he nodded making Marcel's smile widen.

"Then, come on. They must be happy to meet you" he asked as he stepped toward his parked car not far from the school gate.

For a moment Cahya looked around him, because he felt he was being noticed by someone.

But as soon as he looked around, there was nothing suspicious. Not wanting to think about it, making Cahy again continue his steps toward Marcel's car.

After getting inside, the car driven by Marcel and Cahya drove away from the school.

Not so long ago, a motorbike came out of the parking lot to the school gate and then to the same route that was passed by Marcel's car.

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Who would think kira? Mysterious sok bgt kan😄.

Btw still remember the figure who congratulated Cahya so out of his head room first, right? Well here it is😉.

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