Pears

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There are people who are very good at covering their sadness from others, but there are also those who are careless when they want to hide in masks; for sadness and feelings like that. And Vallen is in the second group.

Today is Monday, it's been three days since the friendly. Bu Anggi was writing a math problem on the blackboard of a different book that students did not receive from the library.

As he wrote, Devan's gaze was directed at Vallen. Devan was well aware of the worried look that was clearly imprinted on the girl's face, the look Vallen had given while treating her who fell during an exculpation demo. But for now, he believes the look is present for another reason. And the reason Devan was afraid of it was because his own best friend - Rafa - was weakly exposed in the ICU.

All questions always popped into his mind if his nightmares really happened - treason. Why Rafa? And what happened to Vallen?

Bayu who saw his compatriot immediately felt pity, Devan's gaze implies a lot of sadness that he rarely revealed, and the most Bayu knows is Devan more often tell Rafa.

"Devs?" call him.

Devan also looked.

"Lo .. Vallen's thoughts are the same ... Rafa?" The question was asked quietly and sounded very carefully.

A smile was printed on Devan's face. "Lo know me, Bay."

Bayu nodded, he understood that Devan was a person who often thought about the problem, especially about Vallen, the guy could not possibly not care and thought the discussion of Chela and Nasha at that time was just a last wind. Not saying anymore, Bayu also returned to write about what was on the board. But somehow because of what bond, but Bayu's heart also feels bad because Devan is like this. The pen stopped dancing on paper.

"Gue knows you're going to get sick, but you have to be prepared for the worst."

"Diputusin he without alesan already sick, now what else Bay?"

Bayu gulped his saliva and was silent for a moment before opening his voice again.

"Gue hope they don't have anything to do."

***

"Val, you're not a real laper?" ask Nasya.

Vallen nodded, then buried his face above the folds of his hand. He is currently sitting in the gazebo of his school's mini rooftop. Because during the day, so the wind that blows warm. At least it did not make Vallen more frozen because his heart was cold.

Nasya and Chela looked at. They realized today that Vallen was very weak, but when asked whether he was sick or not, Vallen said no.

"Val, you got a problem?" ask Chela.

Instead of answering, Vallen tilted her head so she could look at Chela. "How many hours is school?"

Chela also looked at the watch in her hand. "Three more than a quarter of an hour."

Vallen was silent again and this time looked even more moody.

"Vallen ... lo why the hell? If there is a problem, we are friends. And me, why don't I know if you're the same Devan broke up? It's too closed! You think I can't keep a secret?" Nasya was upset, actually he still accepted that Vallen did not care about the matter, just what was wrong if the girl shared her story with him, moreover, he was the one who was closer to Vallen because they were my countrymen.

"No, Nasy ...," said Vallen, sitting right again.

"Yes I know Val if you are one of the humans who know that I do not do gibah, but the gibah is the same lo, not gibahin lo. So your secret will be safe, Val ...." Nasya knitted both of his eyebrows.

Vallen spread out his arms, then Nasya shifted his chair and they embraced.

"What the hell is it?" ask Nasya slowly.