Shutter

Tami's.

Radit's home. Now Rana just finished the shower. He did not linger in sweaty clothes. Before leaving, Radit had time to tease him because the look of Rana is very chaotic aka like a building porters. 

Rana dries her hair with a hairdryer. Short shutter hair makes it easier to do activities, also when shampooing can save shampoo. 

After he finished, he turned on the television in his room and then poured his body into a soft mattress. His eyes glanced at the round-shaped clock located on the wall. 

Half an eight. My dad must have gone home. Since Rana had already eaten, so she did not join the others at dinner now. 

"The event was all alay. Ah not cool." Rana turned off the television with her remote. He decided to watch a movie on his computer. The girl in the dark blue pajamas sat at her study table. Then turn on the computer. 

Tit tut (assume only hp sound)

Shutter's phone rang, signaling an incoming message. He took the flat object, saw who sent it. 

Rana's eyebrows are linked, an unknown number sends her a message. Just as Rana was about to see her profile picture, that person had already called her. Rana immediately picked it up, very curious.

"Hello. Who yeah?" Rana put the phone to her ear. 

"Devan Anggara's. The most handsome guy in Indonesia."

Rana chuckles amusedly. "God. Devan. I guess who." 

"Last afternoon we had a number. Forgot yes." 

"Hehehe. I forgot to."

"I just want to tell you this is my number. You forgot to save. I happen to not like the phone."

"Why?"

"Like to talk directly. Let the man baper." Across the street, Devan smiled forcefully.

Again, Rana laughed. Devan is a pretty entertaining guy. Rana thinks he'll be friends with Devan. After chatting with him, it turns out that the person is exciting and fun.

"I want to rest too, bye Devan."

"Bye, Ran. See you in our school." 

Pips. 

Rana threw her phone on the bed. Then watch the movie on his computer. 

***

The first lesson bell rings. 

Miss Killa-English teacher walks into Rana and Radit's class with a guy tailing behind her. 

All the attention of the class was on him. The strapping, tall, pointed nose and thick eyebrows steal many women's hearts. They were all shocked because there had been no rumors that there would be new students in the 11th grade of ipa 4. Not as usual. 

Except for Rana and her basketball team members who already knew yesterday. 

"Sok saucy very si Devan," great-grandson Radit slowly. Apparently Rana heard it, the girl put her index finger on Radit's lips, telling him to shut up. 

"Diem."

"Good morning kids..."

"For Killa's mother.."

"Today you have a new friend. All right, Devan introduce yourself." Miss Killa invited Devan to speak in front of the class.

Now Devan stood up confidently, not forgetting the wide smile made the girls scream stifled. 

"Devan handsome who's got."

"Devan we'll eat together."

"Seek your number dong."

"Eh already is. Devan you can sit next to Noval." The orders of the bu Killa who was rewarded a nod obediently by Devan. 

The guy happily sits next to Noval-cowok super naughty aka badung. They were able to argue. 

Meanwhile, Radit turned his gaze in the other direction, not wanting to see Devan's whereabouts. At first glance Radit watched Rana face to face with Devan. The man clucked violently, then he closed Rana's eyes with his palm. 

"Rana lo what, anyway? Lacking work so smile gaje smile." 

Rana removed Radit's hand from her eye. Error, from his face, because Radit's hand is very large compared to Rana's face. "Ih, Fish. I should have been that. You do everything shut down. I guess I'm not squirming." 

"Lo macem the man who is kasmaran knows no, Ran." Radit's face scowled, he folded his hands on his chest. His gaze was straight at Bu Killa who was opening the book sheet that would be studied today.

"Kasmarans?" A second later Rana gave a small laugh. "Yes no. Devan is my new friend. It's natural to throw a smile. Radit, you know, Devan is a good guy. Funny too." 

"It's up to you. If he wants you to watch out for me." Radit blurted. Suddenly today he wants to speak a thousand languages. Rana's very hard to tell about new people.

Rana's hand checks Radit's health by attaching it to the guy's eel whose eyebrows are tangled. "Lo why, Dit? Sick? From yesterday your attitude was strange. Confused cave." Honestly, Rana doesn't understand Radit. 

"Think of yourself." Answer Radit is short, solid, clear. 

Rana chose to be quiet first because Miss Killa had started the lesson.

***********

"Rana, yuk canteen." Take Devan, he comes to Radit and Rana's table. Both friends are still there. In class there are only three of them now.

Rana nodded in spirit. "Corn. All right. Yeah, dit. Kuy canteen." He immediately took Radit by the hand and led him to the cafeteria. 

Devan immediately followed his second move. She was so upset right now, Rana ignored her just because of that scowling guy. 

After arriving at the cafeteria, they ordered food. Rana and Radit order grilled meatballs, and Devan orders soup meatballs. 

"Where, will you practice or go home first?" Devan opened the conversation first. He took advantage of this opportunity because Radit was angry with Rana. Even now the guy is just playing his phone.

"Live dong. My house is not out of school. Tired back and forth."

Devan nodded in understanding. "Will still be managed with your security guard?" Devan pointed at Radit with his chin.

"No. Radit's angry with me. At most he went home first. But not papa, either. I'm dealing with people." It was a code. Rana deliberately made a big sound so that Radit who was playing mobile phone next to him was sensitive. His clear position was Devan sitting opposite to Rana. It looks like Radit's cosplaying a mosquito that bullies dating people.

Radit was consciously being talked about, but he chose silence as his original intention. She was already upset with Rana. Deliberately let Rana and Devan chat, as long as there is Radit next to him.

"By the way, two more weeks of matches. How much confidence will you win?" Devan propped up his chin, looking at Rana's face closely. 

Rana seemed to think for a moment. "Lo ngeremehin I am. Obviously a hundred percent sure won dong." 

"Haha. Becanda doang's. Lo is trusted as chairman, that means you can bring your children to win. I'm also sure you will win. Your skills can't be underestimated, Ran. Lo's great."

Rana's eyeballs twist lazily, she does not like to be praised excessively even though her heart is happy at this time. "Doain is just that."

Radit swears in the heart. Unable to hold back the frustration, Radit finally made a sound. "Gue joined me, Ran. Let's just focus on the conversation." 

Just as Radit was about to leave, Rana held her hand. "Sit, dit. When I leave, we go together." 

Finally Radit relented, staying seated as before. His eyes looked at Devan sharply. While the one being stared at just grinned.