Shutter

Sleeping drug.

He raised his head, then turned to the source of the voice. His eyes widened, his heart seemed to be dislodged when it also saw who was in front of him now. Even his mouth could not make a sound. 

"Are you surprised? Relax just the next time. We can be happy." The man smiled and sat down on the chair, facing Rana. 

His hands outstretched, asking for a shake. "How are you?"

Rana just kept quiet. He cleared his throat slowly before speaking. "What are you doing here, Zidan?" He asked but looked the other way. Too lazy to look at that guy. 

Zidan stuffed his hand into his pants pocket, smiling mockingly at the chick in front of him. "Hi, ex. Should I be the one who is here? The rambour?"

"Gue went with Devan. Are you ready Devan?" Rana was confused as to what happened. 

"Cousin. Devan's my aunt's son. Time you don't know?"

Rana was surprised not to play. Devan never told me about Zidan. That means Devan knows that Rana is Zidan's ex? Totally beyond belief.

Seeing the confused Rana, Zidan teased him even more. "Cie, who's Devan's girlfriend, congratulations, ex."

Rana's sharp gaze was fixed right at Zidan's bead. 

"This is the food shutter." Devan came and put the food on the table. Then sit next to Rana. Not the slightest bit surprised to see Zidan there, Rana was astonished by the two people.

"So, it's a reunion of exes huh, Zid."

"Haha. Yes, Van. When else will you, see her new boyfriend. Haha. Very exciting, original."

Devan laughed, as if it was a joke worth laughing at. "Why not bring your new boyfriend? She is alone." He said while eating his fries. 

Zidan's eyes glanced at Rana who was looking down, it seemed like the girl was holding back her emotions. Zidan was not afraid that Rana would go berserk and destroy this table. After all, if that happened surely Rana himself would bear the shame. Not him or Devan. Ah, making Rana emotional is Zidan's favorite. Fortunately, Radit's handler isn't here. 

"My girlfriend is sick. It's a real shame for him. I can't walk together on a Sunday night." Zidan put on a sad and moody expression. "By the way, where's the best friend, Ran? Oops, it's been eliminated the same Devan yes. Hehe." 

Rana clenched her hand tightly. Hearing Zidan's chatter just now, he hit the table with one hand. 

Zidan realized, Rana's anger is exactly like Radit. The two of them would usually harbor anger first, before finally exploding. And it must be terrible. 

"Patience, Ran. Zidan is that guy." Devan rubbed Rana's shoulder, intending to calm down despite the failure. Surprisingly the guy seemed to have no idea that Rana knew Zidan better. 

Zidan's slow breaths sounded. Zidan propped up his chin with both hands, staring at Rana's irritated face. 

"Dev, why don't you ever tell me that you're cousins..." Rana asked herself. 

Devan smiled happily. "Hmm, let's surprise, Rana."

"Again good for mastiin whether really lo the same Radit is far away or not. I should know that through Devan, Ran. Ah well, when you don't know, anyway. Scabby very." Zidan said casually, while eating Radit potatoes. 

Really, Rana doesn't understand all this. His forehead wrinkled, he looked at Devan as if asking for an explanation. 

"So the point is, Radit doesn't want to be in the same position as Rana or what, Van? Definitely, dong."

"Yes that bro. I don't know what's going on between them, but what I'm stalking them is like a stranger now."

Zidan clapped his hands, not forgetting to laugh. "That's great lo, Devan."

Unable to stand it all anymore, Rana got up and grabbed her sling bag. "Gue's home, Devan. Take a taxi and don't have to take it." Rana's eyes are red. To be honest he was eager to punch those two people, yet he was still aware of the place. Rana doesn't want to mess up other people's events.

"Eh don't you, Ran. Lo hasn't eaten yet. This is what I took." Devan held Rana's hand, but was immediately brushed aside roughly. 

"Udah dandan saucy even go home spit. It's a shame to know, Ran. Here was why we hung out with us. Don't be so arrogant." Zidan hasn't stopped making Rana emotional. 

"*** totally, you guys." Rana held back her cries, she saw Zidan and Devan alternating with piercing gazes. 

Suddenly a hand pulled Rana's shoulder from behind, forcing her to turn around. 

Rana did not know the details of what happened, which obviously all happened so quickly. The girl who pulled him rough earlier threw the contents of the glass he held onto his face and body. Making it soaked, also the poignant eyes of water entry. 

"Jeez, Jelita. You're here? Since when?" Devan approaches Jelita and calms her down. 

Rana painstakingly rubbed her makeup-adorned face.

While the girl who is now embraced by Devan is staring at Rana. "Lo who, uh hold my guy!!?" He shouted out loudly, creating a crowd that watched the drama at hand.

Zidan is in self-imposed exile. To be honest he had no idea that Jelita would come to this party either. 

A drop of water fell from Rana's eyelids. His heart was very sick to know the truth. His lips were cuddly, unable to utter a word.

"Darling, who is he? I came to surprise you on purpose, because we didn't see each other for two months. I believe you, Devan. You're not a cheating guy. I know exactly which you are. Answer, honey." 

Devan hugged Jelita, making her a little calmer. "He's Zidan's ex, baby. He's also my best friend at the new High School."

"So why do you keep holding her hand, anyway?" Jelita still doesn't take it.

He held Jelita's shoulder with both hands. "Denger, baby. He was going to go home first, so I got him because Zidan still wants to talk."  His hand also stroked Jelita's head. 

That's enough. Rana's sick of all this. His feelings are crushed. It didn't take long, Rana decided to leave from there. Sneaking out among the crowd and immediately running out of the house. Everyone looked at him, Rana didn't care. It was so chaotic now, even the look was broken. 

His hand shut his mouth, trying to hold back the cry that was about to break in a moment. 

While at the door, Rana took off her shoes and carried them by hand. Now he walks barefoot. He was being played so cruelly by Devan and Zidan. People see it weird, Rana just cut it. After all, his pride had already been stepped on tonight. Rana felt like the most useless human being. 

Rana walked out the gate. And immediately ran as fast as he left the house. He walked by the side of the road crying. Her crying broke right then and there. Fortunately, the road was quiet, there were only a few riders passing by. Rana doesn't care if she's going home on foot. 

"Why does it feel like this sick?" He's got the heels Devan bought. Without a second thought, Rana threw it in any direction.