Pears

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"Well, there must be a lot of people who want to enter eskul basketball, aren't you guys?" ask the MC guy who was greeted by hysterical cheers from students, especially women. "Woah, go straight! Can be many girls who follow if gini because the chairman is handsome, jhaaa."

"Hahaha, really! I also want to dong Kak Devan follow basketball ...," continued MC girl enlivened.

Devan laughed at the words.

"Okay, yes, let Arcturus ciwi-ciwi on not drooling again see Bang Devan, let's throw out the Bang Devannya."

"Wooooooooo!" exclaim the audience because the MC guy said so. There's got to be him keeping Devan out there.

"Okay, kerad. Most of the fans are bang! I'm either just crumbs of chips that have a lot of micin."

"Hahaha, what the hell. Okay sorry audience, very forced we have to continue to the other eskul. Thank you to PMR and basketball who have performed, welcome to leave the court." The MC girl smiled before reading the text on the show's bill.

The other members did farewell first by raising their hands up, some of them also waved their hands. But unlike Vallen, he just pulled Devan out of the field. Without a word said the girl brought Devan running towards the UKS.

Vallen's heart rages on, ignoring Devan is his ex, this time he's worried about real wounds that aren't written in the scenario. The burns on Devan were just a patch of property, but the other injuries and their fall because the rope Vallen tied to the pole was not tight was a real accident.

Arriving at the UKS, Vallen immediately told Devan to sit in a wide, knee-high chair, it was more aptly called a short table actually, he said, but the point is that the item is in the corner of the room and is more often used by PMR children to sit down. The girl stepped into the medicine cabinet. His hands trembled as he searched for betadine among the pile of other small items. Vallen continued to blame himself because in fact it was his fault, if he tied the rope tighter, Devan would not be hurt, there will be no painful scratches that even form a cratered.

Finally, the goods that Vallen sought met, he also took other goods such as cotton and plaster. Vallen kept the objects in a row on a chair, then treated Devan on his knees. At first he cleaned the wounds on Devan's hands and feet due to his skin rubbing against the paving block. Devan's fall was quite a lot of injury because he only wears a basketball jersey, which makes a lot of his skin is not covered with cloth, but at least the cloth can be protective.

"Val is calm ...," Devan said.

Vallen did not answer, only trying to regulate his breathing when it was still irregular.

"Vallen ...."

Vallen started giving him red medicine in a hurry. It made Devan hold Vallen's hand for the girl to stop for a moment. "I said calm ...."

Vallen looked up at Devan. And clearly the guy could see Vallen's teary eyes. "Gue gapa Val."

"No! It must have hurt, Dev ...," said Vallen, who removed her hand and went back to treat Devan.

Slowly her tears came.

"Hiks, it must have hurt ...."

"Sttt, I'm Val's guy, gini doang ..."

"I know you guys!" Vallen cut Devan's talk. "But the wound is a wound. You're not an iron man who doesn't bleed when you jatoh, Dev."