Pears

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"Crying often, are you?"

"Son, just that," he boasted.

"Times?"

"Yes!"

Rafa took a breath. "Don't believe. I asked Chela with Nasya later."

Vallen's eyes immediately popped. He immediately shook his head quickly. "No!!!"

"Why? Afraid of my looks?"

"That's not alay! You think that only people who have been in deket lo, chatting with you, suddenly just lying down and not responding at all. Sad to know!" Vallen almost cried again as he remembered. His eyes returned to tears. Then he closed his face with two hands.

"Ehhhh, Val. I mean, I'm kidding. Vallen?"

"Hiks ...."

Rafa understands how Vallen is without him having to figure out what happened during his unconsciousness. Just wanted to talk like that.

"Sorry Val's. I don't mean, I swear."

"Don't cry me anyway, just sad again when keinget lo koma ...." Vallen was traumatized to see it. He doesn't want Rafa to be that way anymore. Had enough.

"Look me here" said Rafa, lowering Vallen's hand slowly. "Gue is gapapa. Don't cry anymore."

Vallen nodded while pulling his snot. "You hug ..," he asked with tears still streaming.

Rafa nodded once. "here."

Immediately the girl scatters and hugs him tightly. In their position, Rafa gently dyed the top of Vallen's head.

"Rapha?" call him.

"What, Val?"

"Thank you, yeah." A smile on Vallen's face.

Rafa looked down, trying to look at his wife's face. "Thank you for what?"

"Color is awake."

Rafa gave a small smile as he rubbed Vallen's hair beautifully . "Thank you too, Val."

"Color?"

"Color keep the parking lot."

***

"Bjir, where am I nagging!"

"Original woy?" asked Bayu with his astonished face.

"Original!"

"I didn't expect an-jir!" Bayu immediately massaged his forehead, suddenly feeling dizzy with all the reality. "What's Devan?"

"Well, why don't you go!" nasya said. "What's the matter?"

"Bay, susulin?" ask Satria.

"Where?"

"Ntar, I'm calling."

***

Meisha, the young doctor who greeted Devan, was 21 years old. The two of them initially knew because of a businessman meeting, where Devan's father and Meisha's father were friends and eventually their families became acquainted. Gradually within a year, Meisha more or less understood about what Devan was experiencing and how the background of his life.

Devan told me a lot about the woman. He talks about his bitter time as a child living in an orphanage, not knowing who his parents are and that's why Devan became someone who often muses. Until the moment of good destiny comes, allowing a meeting between Devan's parents who are now with him. At least his life is better since the age of 6 years, let alone his adoptive parents give more than enough affection and property.

Vallen was his first friend when he was in school. The sweet girl makes Devan want to protect her. It's quite bitter life he feels, Devan wants people around him to feel happiness, so happy they can indirectly be transmitted into him. Then later at Junior High, Devan's parents had to settle outside the city because of his job, while Devan still wanted to stay in Bandung. All because of Vallen, he does not want his best friend to be bullied, especially Vallen when SD likes to be bullied by men who are two levels above them.

Since then, Devan's parents have reluctantly left the boy to live in an apartment with a maid who takes care of his needs. But only during Junior High School, because when High School, the guy chooses to take care of himself.

And this time Meisha again heard Devan's complaint, sometimes he nodded his head until Devan finally closed the story.

"I understand" said Meisha who then sighed deeply with a gaze staring at the fountain in front of them.

"Dev, you know? Vallen is like a paper airplane. He once managed to fly you, hover in the air, and make you smile in his time.

"But a paper plane can't always fly, there comes a time when it comes down. You must be disappointed when that happens. You must want to catch him again, repeat to fly him.

"But baby, not every effort in this world can succeed. There were times when the plane crashed, landing on the ground that was always ready to grasp."

"Then from that ...," Meisha turned to her conscious Devan and looked at her from the side.

"... let go, Dev."

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