Pears

Chapter 13 (2)

It's only the first hour, and maybe this state of affairs will continue for the next three hours of study. All the confusion will be over when the first break bell rings.

"How do we get back to being like we used to be, Chel?" ask someone.

It was Ina's voice, a voice that reached Vallen and Nasya's ears. Those who heard them looked at them.

We were? Who's aja? ask Vallen inwardly.

Vallen was well versed in Ina's tone which emphasized that 'we' were not Ina and Chela, then who?

Then Vallen and Nasya narrowed their eyes because they wanted to eavesdrop again but their voices were not heard. Slowly but surely Vallen turned around, acting to see the clock behind the class, in fact he wanted to peek at what his two friends were doing.

Damnit.

They even talk through writing.

"Vallen ...," call one of the girl's classmates. The owner of the name also looked.

There was a piece of paper that his friend suddenly gave him. Vallen frowned as if asking 'from whom?' but the one who gave the paper did not know because the letter had been preserved since earlier.

Vallen received it, then immediately put his hand under the bench so that Nasya did not see the contents.

Val, go home from school to the music store, okay?

I promise not to nanyain alesan lo mutusin me. It's your right to tell me or not.

- Devan

Somehow, but Vallen limp after reading the paper. Devan, why does that guy always have any way to go back? Vallen was desperately trying to erase him from the world he had made up his own mind. But Devan could never leave. Come on Devan, help Vallen. Vallen can't be like this, his heart must be set and he must definitely set it to Rafa.

"Val lo's turn!" Nasya.

Vallen raised his head. "Oh yes." He picked up the pen and began to focus his eyes on finding opportunities. Next Vallen wrote the letter S in one of the boxes and lined up the three boxes that had formed the SOS. Additional points for Vallen.

Tuk ....

Paper packaging arrived at his desk, Vallen looked around to find who was throwing, but the others were still busy each. Not thinking much about it, he immediately opened the paper. Next to Vallen was Nasya who was curious, his head trying to see the paper, but Vallen tilted his body until Nasya had no chance to read it.

Please!!!

And Vallen knows it's Devan again.

***

Finally, after a long time, the bell rang, inviting a breath of relief from each disciple. God, what would be the fate of their chemistry exam if the teacher who teaches is constantly out of topic? It seems they better learn on their own.

Rafa's still stretching his muscles on the way out of class. There is also a positive side to the chemistry teacher who entered at that time, so Rafa can take advantage of the time to eliminate sleepiness. It's just that the pagangs are growing.

"Dev, anter me to the perpus. Take the package book loan form. The next class was already on the hook," pinta Rafa limply.

"Have it all to yourself."

"God! You vice-chairman don't have much to do, Dev. Cepet come! Males I walk alone, kapok meet dekel bar-bar," murmur Rafa. What a group of students who are now in the 11th grade is very disturbing peace in school.

But it's wrong who also has a handsome face not kelulungan!

Devan laughed, then hit Rafa on the shoulder and pushed him while saying goodbye to Satria and Bayu.