Reticalya

Fake Smile

The boisterous canteen became a very impressive sight for a Ciya Bryonna. With her oversized cardigan the girl ran around a little towards the cafeteria she frequented with her friends.

“What do you eat, Bry?” tanya Daania who just caught up with Ciya. Don't forget Bezya who's still breathing next to Daania.

“The power meatballs are delicious.” Ciya closed his eyes. In his mind had floated a bowl of warm meatballs that were still puffing up the smoke.

“OK come!” Daania embraces Ciya and Beyza and drags them to find a seat.

“You guys sit here, let me buy.” Daania stepped her feet splitting the overcrowded crowd. He tried to reach the meatball seller Ciya meant.

“Awas hot water, hot water!” his screams boomed in the crowd of the canteen. Automatically people gave way to Daania and that's how Daania managed to buy three bowls of meatballs.

Meanwhile, in the hallway of the school two men who were equally cold looked at each other. Not a look of adoration or anything like that, but rather a view of hate that they put on each other.

“Some same bokap lo, if play is a little capital,” whispered Axel when they passed each other. Kenji gritted his teeth and did not forget his hardened jaw.

Axel's whispers made his emotions peak.

“What do you mean?!” Kenji pulls Axel's collar with one of his hands. While the other hand was clenched firmly with whitened knuckles.

“Cih, lo stupid or pretend stupid?” hiss Axel. A slanted smile imprinted on his lips heard Kenji's words.

“Shouldn't you be the one who stopped bothering me? Because he thought I was leaving, nyokap lo killer,” whispered Kenji at the end of his sentence.

They both have weapons to attack each other.

“Damn it!” With ease, Axel thrust a fist into Kenji's face. Kenji had already clenched his hands and was about to punch Axel's handsome face before a single voice interrupted the two.

“Kak Axel!” yelled sweet girl with her oversize cardigan. The girl ran over to Axel and Kenji. At the time when everyone else did not dare to approach them at the moment, Ciya boldly walked up to the two.

“Ohh Brother that time! Why would you want to hit Kak Axel?” tanya Ciya pointed at Kenji with her short index finger.

Kenji turned his face away, his emotions were at the top, but there was no way he could hit Axel in front of this stupid girl.

“Gue not finished.” Kenji pointed at Axel and immediately left from there.

“Kak Axel is okay, right?” ciya asked with a worried look. The girl didn't even finish her meal when she found out Axel was making a fuss.

“We to UKS yes.” Ciya pulled Axel's hand just like that.

“What is your business! No need to interfere in people's affairs can not heh?! I'm sick of seeing lo.”'s face Axel spat right in front of Ciya. The girl jumped in shock at Axel's treatment, but all her might forced her smile.

“Ciya sorry yes.” A sincere smile was etched on Ciya's thin lips. For a moment, Axel was stunned by Ciya's reaction. He thought the girl would cry roaring or run away from there with her cultural tears, but without Axel guessing the girl smiled and apologized to him instead.

Axel stepped his foot out from in front of Ciya. Ciya smiled before then her tears managed to just shed after Axel disappeared from her sight.

Not that Ciya was not sick, not that Ciya was not sad, he just did not want his Axel brother to see him cry. If Axel behaved so coldly, it must have been for some reason. That was why Ciya always tried to display her smile in front of Axel hoping that Ciya only left good memories in Axel's life.

***

“Daania, Ciya went home alone. Ciya must have reached home really, calm down,” caju Ciya. Fifteen minutes ago they debated who would take Ciya home.

“So, you can only choose back with me or Beyza?” Daania.

Ciya breathed in deeply. Ciya knew these friends were worried about her, but she was no longer a child. Ciya is an adult.

“Oke lo home with me. Come!” Daania clasped Ciya's wrist.

“Bey, Ciya came home with me. Lo be careful,” said Daania.

“Okay, you guys be careful too. I first.” Daania held up her thumb.

Daania pulls Ciya's arm to get inside her car. Usually Ciya was picked up by his parents, but it seems that today his parents can not pick up his favorite daughter.

“Still sad? I told you also what, do not need in samperin.” Daania said, but her gaze was still straight on the street.

“Kok Daania anuratin Ciya sih.” Ciya moved her lips. This friend of his was indeed annoying, instead of comforting him but instead blaming him.

“Not angry Ciya, but I'm again trying to make you understand, okay.” Daania looked at Ciya at a glance.

“But Ciya is worried about Axel. What if he bleeds. Well, if Ciya had not come, Ciya sure Axel brother has been hit by brother Earring it.” Ciya shuddered in horror imagining what if Axel's face bled from the punch.

“Name Kenji not Earrings,” annoy Daania. This child is just about to make nicknames on people.

“Iya right Ciya do not know, end he used earrings,” said Ciya looking for a defense.

“Solar lo. Where is your home?” ask Daania.

“That's the front turn a little, it's up.” Ciya pointed at the direction of the elite housing that was there.

Daania turns off her car engine when she gets to Ciya's house.

“Gue no need to nemenin lo until bokap nyokap lo come right?” worry Daania.

“Not necessary. Ciya can be alone. But, if Daania wants to stop by first Ciya is more relieved eheheh.” Ciya chuckled ignorantly.

Finally Daania enters Ciya's house after getting a signal from Ciya that the girl really wants Daania to accompany her first.

“So aja sok want to go home alone, this at home still want in temenin,” whispered Daania trying to meyindir Ciya.

“Yes if Daania comes home!” Ciya encourages Daania's body to leave her home.

“Yakin? I'm going to go!” threat Daania.

“Ihh Daania rese very much anyway!” Ciya stomped her feet in annoyance with this friend's temptation.

“Iya-iya I don't go home, let's go in.” Dania grabbed Ciya's shoulder and invited her inside.

“Daania wants to eat? We order yes,” ask Ciya.

“Oke.”

And this was the appearance of Ciya's living room after their meal arrived at the same time. The guest table there is no longer possible to accommodate the food they ordered until the sofa was an easy target to store the food.

“Happy meal!” both are spirit.

“Gosh! What is this?!” exclaimed the middle-aged woman who had just entered her house.