Not the Ex-Friend

Chapter 6 Dispose or Reminiscence

Monday morning the school entered as usual but there were no more teaching and learning activities. 4 days ahead the school held a classmeeting and then a day off and Saturday all students will receive a report of class increase.

Bianca stepped in with a slightly flowery feeling mixed with her. Once in a while his gaze turned to the paper bag held in his right hand. Backpacks that are carried on the shoulders only contain supplies, stationery and class shirts for the opening of classmeeting today.

“Wooii.. smile at yourself,” Della who ran from behind patted Bianca's shoulder.

“Duuhh fucking lo, make a shock,” Bianca megelus-elus chest because of shock.

“Apaan all ?” Della looked at the contents of the paper bag that Bianca was carrying.

“Have Devano to be flipped.”

“Bian,” Della holds Bianca's shoulder until her second move stops. Della pulls Bianca's arm to the somewhat quiet side of the field.

“Elo is there any relationship with Devano?” Della took a sharp peek towards Bianca. Della's gaze made Bianca a little nervous.

“Ngggg... no, I have nothing to do with Devano,” he replied.

Della squinted her eyes and approached her face to Bianca with a question mark filled gaze ?

“Yakin ?”

Bianca just nodded quickly.

“No ordinary Devano cares about girls until you borrow his sweater. Elo still want to fit Risa fell and bled because of hit by a basketball, Devano there deket there but cuek aja.”

Bianca lowered her head. A little uneasy made him twist the paper bag rope.

“Yakin Bi ?” Della raises Bianca's chin and looks Bianca in the eye with a questioning and suspicious look.

Bianca still looked agitated and her hands were still twisting the rope while occasionally squeezing.

“Gue can keep a secret, Bian,” Della patted both Bianca's shoulders.

“Nggg... ngg. Actually last Friday I gave a letter to Devano.” Bianca looked at Della shyly.

“Whaattt ?” Della yells while glaring. Bianca hastily smothered Della's mouth with her hands.

“Since when did you become a desperate man ?”

“Gue also does not know,” Bianca replied while shaking her head. “The taste is odd too if you don't talk. But I don't dare to speak directly, so by mail.”

“Since when do you like Devano?”

“Nggg... the. Since class 8,”Bianca smiled bitterly.

Della shook her head while patting Bianca's shoulders.

“Mistaken yes I ?” Bianca looked at Della with regret.

Della immediately smiled, shook her head and gave her thumb.

“Keren. That's cool new,” Della. “This shy progress of my friend dared to be frank about his feelings. Keep responding Devano how ?”

“Ne do not know ?” Bianca shook her head while looking down lethargic.

“Surat elo rejected ?”

“Accepted, but without saying anything. Just taken away in the bag. Don't know what to read.”

“Nothing, at least she received,” Della patted Bianca's shoulder again. “And it looks like the elo letter will be answered with Devano's attitude. Events in the cinema one positive thing you can see.”

“Do not talk to Mia first yes Del. Please.” Bianca clenched her hands in front of her face pleading with Della.

“Iya tuh mother one likes not to be able to stay away,” Della smiled. “Yuukk enter class first.”

They go towards the class.

“Terus it want to be diapain ?” Della pointed at the paper bag Bianca was carrying.

“You want me to turn this morning. Mumpung deserted.”

“You want me temenin ?”

Bianca shakes. “Gue by yourself.”

“Keren !” Della thumbs up before Bianca's face.

“Udah sono now to there, mumpung not rame. Devano has come, it was fitting parking the motorbike I saw his car was already in the parking lot.”

Bianca waved her hand as they were about to walk to the opposite side. The IPS class turns to the left of the main staircase, while the IPA class is on the right side of the stairs.

Bianca peeked inside Devano's classroom through the entrance. He saw that there were Leo and Devano who sat in the classroom and one student who Bianca did not know.

“Devano,” Bianca calling slowly. The three looked towards the door.

Devano immediately got up from his seat towards the entrance. Without answering anything he went straight to the wall ralling that became the boundary in front of the class. Bianca followed him from behind.

“I want to turn this back. Thank ye. Already I washed it clean,” Bianca raised the pouch to hand over to Devano.

Devano stared at the pouch Bianca was carrying.

“Down, I don't like to use second-hand people,” he replied flatly and was about to turn to class. Bianca's reflexes held Devano's hand.

“What is so disgusting ? I washes clean and germ free. You think I'm a disease ?” Bianca's expression looked extremely annoyed and angry.

Devano brushed off Bianca's hand.

“Down,” Devano replied flat expressionlessly and left Bianca glued in place.

She refrained from crying even though tears were at the end of her eyes. Devano's talk offended him a little. Her flowery feeling of being treated so sweetly by Devano on Saturday was inversely proportional to the present. Like riding a stifling vehicle, being lifted high is thrown hard until it falls to the ground.

With a lowered face Bianca walked lethargicly towards her class. At first glance, the bag containing Devano's clothes. Bianca stuffed the bag into her backpack and accelerated her steps into the classroom. Arriving in class, not only Della has come but Mia has also been sitting while combing her hair.

“Where did you ?” ask Mia.

“Bathroom,” answered Bianca while sitting next to Della.

“Kok not all change shirts, will soon be the opening ceremony,” continued Mia.

“Bole double right same school shirt?” Della asked.

“Duuhh ogah deh if doubel so, want a ceremony in the hot field. Come change in the bathroom Bi,” Mia got up and pulled Bianca's arm on the table.

“Gue double aja Mia,” Bianca is still in a sitting position. “Males crowded bathroom, later finished the ceremony aja.”

“Yes I changed first. Elo not replace also Del?” Della just shook her head.

“Where ?” Della whispered while nudging Bianca's shoulder.

Bianca who had been holding back her heart's irritation finally shed her tears.

“Heh kok nangis ?” Della looked at the confused Bianca who was downcast.

Bianca tells the story of the incident with Devano and all Devano's words that hurt her enough.

“Songong is so much a guy,” Della clenched her hands with an angry face.

“Shouldn't prolong the love of elo with him.”

Bianca just kept quiet then cupped her face on the table. Della gives a piece of tissue.

“Udah do not cry, later mak bring back so the length of his business.”

Bianca received a tissue from Della but still laid her head on the table with her hand pad.

“Please if you guys tell throw away,” ketus Della.

“But it's still good and it's clean too. The tone is also not sticky,”

Della looked at Bianca's face deeply.

“It's hard to throw away the feeling of flattery,” Della. “Ya has been simple so make mementos.”

“Emang can ?” Bianca blinked her eyes.

“Yes Aunt Bian, yes like elo aja laahh,” Della jerking slowly Bianca eid.

Bianca raised her face and opened her eyes to look at Della. The one stared back in annoyance and took a deep breath.

“So far elo just choose to waste or save so memories.”

Bianca did not answer anything with her eyes still staring at Della who shook her head in annoyance.

Not long after the entrance bell rang.

Bianca and Della soon put on a class shirt outside the school shirt that they did not take off because there will be an opening ceremony this morning.

Arriving in the field, Bianca had crossed paths with Devano when she was about to enter his class line. Without Bianca noticing, Devano spares a glance towards the girl while Bianca instead throws open and pretends not to see.

Bianca took a deep breath. His feelings are mixed between annoyance, anger, and also sad to get Devano's treatment. Thinking in his mind, his love letter might be received in Devano's hands but it might be torn into small pieces and thrown into a garbage can.

Bianca took a deep breath back while Della just shook her head at the condition of her best friend and Mia was instead busy with her appearance.

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