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We're talking at home.

Rana into the UKS room. Earlier he greeted Kak Cut-guard of UKS. Inquiring about Radit and Rana immediately looked for him in the last room.

Rana flicked the green curtain that covered.

"Radite. Oh my, sick?" rana asked as she approached Radit who was lying in the gurney, checking his condition.

Seeing Rana, Radit changed his position to sit leaning. The wound is treated. Only bruises and aches remain in some parts.

"Why did you come here?"

Asked not to answer, he took a seat and sat down near Radit. "sorry. Sorry for all this. Sorry about me, you're like this, dit." Rana holds Radit's hand. Look at him with regret.

Radit's sincere smile. Gently stroked Rana's head. "It's not my fault, it's not my fault. And it's nobody's fault, Ran. This is destined to be like this. So, you know what the silver lining is?"

Rana's eyes shed tears again. "I want to be more careful. And as you say, don't trust the same people we just met."

"Well." Yeah." Radit wiped away the trail of tears on Rana's cheek. "That's all it knows."

"That night, Devan took me to his brother's wedding." Without Radit asking, Rana explained for herself what had made her chest tight because it was storing uneg-uneg. Radit was happy to realize that.

Rana folded her hands and put her head on Radit's bed. Then began to chatter, while Radit focused on hearing.

"Before we go there, we go to the mall. Devan buyin my black dress. Actually I don't want to come, but somehow I can't refuse when Devan begs."

"That means you start su-"

"Sst." Rana put her index finger on her lips. "Gue's not done yet."

"Jude continue."

"Devan sampe bela-belain asked for my dance. In fact, Devan should know that I don't like dancing girls. Plus Devan told me to wear 300-meter heels. How not to try?"

Radit seemed to hold back his laughter.

Rana raised her head and pinched Radit's thigh.

"Aw! Pain ogeb. I'm still dying."

"Don't laugh. Your fellows are even ngetawain."

"Rana oh Rana's. How hard is it, anyway? Just tell me you don't like it all." While with Radit, Rana reveals all the things she does not like. However, it is different with Devan.

Through the words of Radit, there is one thing that Rana realized. He can't be himself when he's with Devan. Feeling that he has to be perfect in front of her, and always feeling that he has to obey what Devan says. How sad.

"Rana? How bengong?"

Rana continued. "My father came, safe. I am ashamed of the richness of strangers. When it is yes. We didn't sit for long, and Devan went to get some food. Zidan dateng, Devan trus back. Not long after, his girlfriend Devan dateng and nyiram I use orange juice."

Radit's eyes bulged. "What's? So your shirt was actually wet, Ran? I swear I don't know because of the color of the item. Get in the wind, dong."

Rana's soft laughter sounded. "Not what time, Fish. The wet part is also a little bit."

Radit shook his head. "What's the point, Ran? Devan lied to you if he had a girlfriend?"

"Yes Radit. He already has a girl, and he never told me if he was a cousin with Zidan. And you know, they had planned it all away. Their mission is to make me the same you become FAR." Rana's breath was breathless as if she had run out of the race when she said it.

Radit's face turned serious.

Soon Rana held her hand, calming the guy down so that he would not be provoked by emotions anymore. "Udah. Lupain. I don't use it to kick again either. Later even found out, sir kepsek again."

Radit's anger disappeared right then and there. He took Rana's head again. "Yes yes."

Breath sounds heard. "Devan was suspended for two weeks. He was also transferred to the last class. So, now we're safe." Radit smiled with his face. Ehe.

Rana's head nodded in understanding. "Good enough."

"Lo... still like Devan?"

"Yes no. Gile lu's. I feel I have faded because of his bad behavior. Totally hate. Same with Jidan. It makes no difference."

"Haha. The answer I expected."

"By the way, dit." There was a pause for a moment, Rana lowered her head. "I don't think I ever want to be the same guy again."

Radit pinched next to Rana's cheek slowly. "Maimunah, so you think I'm that girl?"

Rana Cengo's face, only a moment later smiled without sin. "Ehe. I mean I don't want to date anymore or pedekate anymore. That was enough yesterday that was last. I'm lying again, it hurts a lot."

"Pulse... So who's lo wedding if you don't want to deket same guy again?"

Rana seemed to think for a moment. "Hm.. How are you doing?"

Almost Radit jumped from his safe so shocked. He held his nearly dislodged heart. "God. Shocked, ogeb."

Rana laughed happily. "How do you think? It's as cool as it is."

"Gile lu, ndro. We've been in office a long time." Radit looks very strange at the moment. While Rana smiled happily while fantasizing.

Radit patted Rana on the cheek so that she would wake up from her daydream. "Don't think of anything weird, deh."

"Why? We are married, dit. If marriage can still be legal. So the concept, we marry will continue to live in the house but still validate it. That way no one else wants to come to me. Hehehe pinter not me." Rana is like storytelling.

"For what reason are you sane, Ran?" To the extent that Radit checked Rana's body temperature with his hands.

Rana immediately removed Radit's hand from her face. "Yes that. Mad times. How do you not like it anyway? What do you not-don't you turn, dit? Deket same chick never."

"Gue will keep you going, maemunah. Where to find a girl. Time also." Resolute Radit. Radit never said that all this time.

"Hayo you two talk about yeu's marriage..."

Septian, Kiki, Baihaqi, suddenly appeared from behind the curtain. Amazed at the two who were telling stories.

"Oh my goodness. Nguping huh???" ask Rana.

Kiki gives Radit a package of food. "Nih eat, you must be laper kan zeyeng."

"Yes from earlier. You are young already talking about marriage." said Septian.

"Tau, tuh. But not papa either. If so, invite me, definitely." Timpal Baihaqi.

"Ih. We are young. Thought it was far away. Just saying stale, really." Rana pinches Septian.

"It's just me."

"Ah suck."

Meanwhile, Radit no longer wanted to hear their unfaithful conversation. He immediately ate the rice.

*** end

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