Pears

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"Missful pengen met Rafa ...." Vallen's voice was very soft, and that left his two best friends confused.

"Why?"

Vallen took off his embrace and looked at Nasya with teary eyes.

"Fear ...."

"Fear what?"

Vallen raised his lower lip. "Fear of Rafa why-not keep me not in deket him ...." Vallen's voice had started to tremble, and at that very moment his tears were dripping.

Chela moved closer to Vallen. "Val, I'd like to ask you a question," the girl's permission.

"What?"

"Lo again deket Rafa?"

Vallen. "Again far away, hiks ...."

"Don't joke around, seriously I'm just Val."

"Gue seriously, Chel. I'm here, Rafa's in the hospital. No deket .... Just try if Rafa goes to school, we'll take it."

"Cup cup cup," said Nasya while patting Vallen's head slowly.

"Yes, change the question," broke up Chela who then brought her face closer to Vallen. "Lo's dating Rafa?"

Vallen.

"But there's a connection?"

Vallen immediately glanced at the Inquirer. He wondered if his two best friends should know now or how. Honestly, his heart still hesitates to tell the truth, but what can be done.

"You can keep a secret, right?"

Nasya and Chela nodded.

Vallen then raised his pinky to the front of his chest. "Promise first" pinta the old chocolate-sliced girl.

Then his pinky was tied to the other two pinkies. "Promise!" they said they were both in unison.

Vallen sighed and wiped his tears. "This seems to make you surprised, but I know if I am sad without you guys knowing the alesannya also feels strange right. So I want to tell you ..."

"HUH?!"

"WHAT???"

***

Mr. Gabud looked at the list of students of XII IPA 3. He then told the secretary to write the numbers 1-32 on a different piece of paper. Bayu who is secretary 2 then approached Nasya to help him tear the paper. He also wrote the numbers. Since Ina did not enter today, be Bayu sitting while next to Chela.

After finishing, the small papers were rolled up. Then Mr. Gabud told Nasya and Bayu again to group the scrolls in two or two.

"Udah sir," said Bayu while looking up.

Gabud, who was next to his desk, nodded. He then read out the results of his sudden grouping.

"Absen 3 with 19 absent. Absent 23 with absent 7. Absent 14 with ...." Pak Gabud continued to chatter, and the disciples heard him carefully.

"Absents 6 ...."

Devan turns to Gabud because 6 is his no absence.

"... with no 30."

Vallen widened his eyes and immediately looked at Nasya.

"Nasy, what's this group doing?" ask Vallen slowly.

"What I heard from other classes anyway, they divided the group for the Practice Exams. Make your own song."

Vallen opened his mouth, dumbfounded by the info.

After Mr. Gabud finished reading it, he returned to the front of the blackboard and just explained what his task was. Sure enough, Nasya said, they were told to create their own songs. Really, Vallen alone can't be anywhere near Devan, but now he has to be a bunch with her?

"Well, I'm asking for a change of group, can't I?" ask Vallen restlessly.

Nasya bit her lower lip for a bit. "O you interrupt, the others are suspicious, they will think you should do a duet with Devan."

"Yes also ...."

"Now you can begin to discuss," please the father.