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Rana came home riding her motorbike. He didn't come home with Radit because he had a futsal practice schedule with his friends. Usually they both walk in tandem with their respective motorcycles towards the house. And Radit is also a complex with him, so they often meet. Radit often plays to Rana's house, and vice versa.

Up to half the journey, the Rana motor broke down because it ran out of gasoline.

“Sial I really rich. Present.” Rana got off the bike.

“Police is still a long way away. Want me to push the goat.”

Rana wears a black jacket and mask. He also closed his head. At least with that it is not so embarrassing if seen by people.

About a meter away, Rana finally stopped at the side of the road where the retail gasoline seller. “Bang, gasoline.”

“Iya, neng.” The brothers filled it.

“Capek, Ran?”

The voice came from behind Rana, the girl immediately turned her head and was shocked. “Ha?”

The guy turned off the engine. He opened his full-face helmet. “I saw elo. Just males and nyamperin. Look how strong Elo is. Hahaha.” At the end of his sentence, he laughed as if there had never been any trouble between them.

Rana was wearing a mask, so her surprised expression just now could not be seen by Zidan. Rana ignored Zidan's whereabouts, she instantly paid.

“How are you, Ran?”

Helaan breath tired Rana let out. “Lo email ***. Why do I still appear in my life?” Rana growled, enduring her frustration. I want him to punch the head of the guy in front of him with the helmet he holds.

Zidan laughed. “Gue Just want mastiin, my former beloved can live or not without me?”  He smiled with disdain.

Rana shook her head, she was inexhaustible at Zidan's attitude. “Lo is happier, as, it can last the same as cheating.” Rana's piercing gaze was fixed right at Zidan's eyepiece.

That sickening smile Zidan gave it to Rana again. “Obviously dong, I cheated on me who broke up. Steady.”

In fact, the words made Rana's heart hurt again. A gaping wound that had slowly healed but was now open again. Rana still did not think that Zidan who used to love her very much now said as painful as that.

Rana's eyes are heating up. But, she remained firm in her stance - not to cry anymore out of love. It will look very weak.

“By the way, where are your friends who are said to be protecting you continuously? How come there's no? Not that you are not separated. Turns out Radit was more stupid and like a sissy, left his best friend alone. Push motor again.”

No. Rana should still be standing there. Rana's heart ached, as if pierced by thousands of needles. He put his helmet in the rearview mirror, then clutching firmly the collar of Zidan's new school uniform.

“LO CAN DESPISE ME AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. MAKI I, WHATEVER. BUT DON'T DESPISE RADIT!!” Rana shouted in front of Zidan's face. Then he threw it rough.

Zidan grinned. He tidied up his uniform. “Say you've been in love with Radit.”

Thats enough. Rana can't take it anymore. He quickly put on his helmet, then ran the bike and left Zidan.

Rana's heart hurts so much. Zidan not only insulted Rana, but Radit as well. The girl's tears ended up falling as well despite a drop.

“Gue nyesel never had a relationship with that bastard,” mumbled slowly.

 

****

 

Rana parked her bike in the garage. His steps swung towards the entrance.

Slender.

Rana doesn't know where her mom went. After opening his shoes, he quickly entered his room on the second floor.

Put the bag behind the door, then take a towel and shower immediately.

In about fifteen minutes, Rana came out with a black t-shirt and matching colored sleeping pants.

While drying her hair, Rana's phone rang. Rana picked it up after seeing who called her.

“Rana, it was right home from school I met Mr. Bondan and he said this afternoon at four we should gather. There is an important announcement to make. Lo tell the other children yes, I was in a hurry because want to eat my stomach already rumat.”

“Oh, yes, okay. I'll be at grub. Have a meal there, Vi.”

“Okay, bye, Rana.”

“Bye.”

Sevi is vice-chairman of the women's basketball team. And Rana is the chairman. Rana and Sevi are very suitable to work together in a team. But they are only friends, not friends.

Rana glanced at the clock on her phone, then threw it on the bed.

“Eat first, lah. Laper cave.”

Shutter immediately go down and eat.

“Loh, have come home only son mama.” Desi emerged from behind the walls that limited the dining room and kitchen. The middle-aged woman was carrying some plastic bags containing something.

“Mama from where?”

“Mama is great at home. I want to make something that can be sold. Mama bought the ingredients earlier.” Desi put the plastic bag on the dining table and took out the contents one by one.

“What is it? Mama want to make an ice cream business?” Rana's eyeballs sparkled looking at Oreo and the milk released by Mama.

Desi nodded steadily. “Let's sell Mama in Om Hasan.” cooperative

“Wah, great idea, Ma. Sisain Rana yes.”

“Siap dear.”

Rana finished eating. Put the dirty dishes in the usual place and then drink. “Ma, four o'clock Rana will leave, there is a princess basketball team meeting. Permission, yes, Ma.”

“Now it's three o'clock. You rest first. Just got home from school too, right.”

“Mama bener also.”

“Rana, Radit hasn't been here in two days. Where the hell is he?”

“Custom, Mom. The boy was busy with futsal. Dah ya Mam, Rana break rest.” Pamit Rana, kissed her mother's cheek.

“Iye.”

 

***

Rana laid her body on the soft mattress. His eyes looked at the ceiling of his room. His mind went back to what happened. So heartbreaking. Rana hates that.

It seemed that blocking Zidan's phone number and social media accounts was not enough to heal his wounds.

The weeks it took Rana to cure her pills. And Zidan deliberately came to him again, saying hurtful things to hear.

It hurts even more when Zidan insults Radit.

Zidan decides on Rana when Rana accidentally finds her dating another girl at the cafe. At that time Zidan took Rana to another place and immediately decided without a second thought. And that's where Zidan looks for Rana's fault by carrying Radit's name. Rana was willing to divide her time between Zidan and Radit-His friends. But, Zidan always had a gap to make Rana look wrong.

Rana inching sat. He wiped away the traces of his tears that had accidentally spilled. In fact, Rana had promised herself not to cry because of stupid things again.

Rana wears her black jeans, only then wears a jacket. Not to forget, he also wears a hat and mask. Take the motor key and say goodbye to his mother.

“Be careful, Rana.”

“Iya, Ma.”