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Finally the school bell rang. Radit walked to the UKS with Rana's bag. "Woy's dit!" a guy patted Radit's shoulder from behind. Makes Radit flinch. "Oi! Aelah, Diki. Just ngagetin lo."

They walk in tandem. Diki followed where Radit was. His eyes glanced at the bag Radit was holding, the girl bag.

"That's your bag?" 

"Yes, it's not. It's Rana's bag. I have a girl."

A few seconds later Diki laughed. Radit was angry. "What's so funny, bro?"Diki patted Radit on the shoulder, as if proud. "Bucin level god lo." He smiled mockingly. 

"Damf. Bucin what? Rana's my best friend. He was again sick in the UKS due to a field trip punishment from Bu Yuni. Ah I was first. Bye." Radit left just like that, leaving behind the dumb-ass Diki.

"Living said love is hard. Prestigious dicedein," he murmured as Radit's back was already away. 

****

"Rana, the handsome guy comes... This is your bag." The bag was immediately thrown by Radit into the lap of Rana who was sitting leaning. 

"What a handsome man. What time is it?" asked Rana while wearing her shoes. His condition has improved.

"Hour two. I'm going home from school." 

"I went to the locker first. Gonna grab the same shirt with the sweatpants. That's my abis straight to the basketball court." Rana got down from the gurney slowly.

Radit. "Eh uh what are you up to? Here, let me go to the locker. Keep waiting in front of the girls toilet. Your body is still sick, Ran." 

"Well? Oh, yaudah."

****

This is where they are now, on a basketball court that is in a closed room. Fortunately, anyway. Try if exposed to sunlight, can faint again Rana. At least Radit doesn't have to bother holding the tomboy. It's not that Radit's weak, it's just that Rana's objecting to the bone. 

"Gue just wait here. Take care of your stuff. Keep going into the field." Radit sat on the audience bench. 

"Go home, dit. Mama Lo nyariin due to come home late. I'll be four o'clock here. Long time, Fish." Rana still forced Radit to go straight home even though radit remained tight will accompany him to completion. 

"Son, I'm waiting for you." Radit unlocked his phone and started playing PUBG. "Go ahead, Ran. Lo kelamaan. The others are waiting."

Finally, Rana resigned. "Shit up." He immediately ran to the middle of the field.

While waiting for Rana to rest, Radit went to buy food for the two of them to eat. When he returned, Radit was surprised to see Rana chatting with a guy in the place where Radit was sitting earlier. 

His forehead was wrinkled, for he did not know the man. But it seems Radit is no stranger to him. Quickly he approached the two. 

"Where do I buy food?" Radit showed me the plastic bag he was carrying. "Huh? Elo?"

Rana and the guy looked at the same time. Then, stand up.

"Eh, I guess you're home." Rana snatched the plastic bag containing the food. "Thanks, I happen to be a laper."

"Devan." The stranger reached out to Radit. 

While Radit was just silent while looking at him cynically. He refused to shake. "Gue doesn't have your name. You were pretty handsome, right? I hit people instead of apologizing and fighting." Radit pulled Rana to stand next to him. 

"Lo know him, Ran?" ask Radit.

"We just met earlier. Don't be angry, dit. He's a new student here. Devan turned out to be the second coach with Mr. Bondan. Her skill means it's really great," explained Rana excited. Smiling at Devan.

"Why does he talk to you?" Radit was curious. Fearful Devan has bad intentions towards Rana. Moreover, Rana has just known Devan. Of course Radit's worried. 

Devan cleared his throat before speaking. "This is your boyfriend, Rana? Sorry about that. I don't want to ruin people's relationships." 

"Eh, no. I'm the same as Radit doang's friend, from Junior High. The three of us can be best friends, all right." Tawar Rana was happy. Ignoring Radit's already tangled face like a dry canoebo.

"I went to the student room first. Want to prepare all the needs and requirements what is lacking. Bye Rana's." Devan waved at Rana before leaving. Doesn't consider Radit's whereabouts there. 

The waving shutter. "Buh." 

Radit sat down, then pulled Rana to come sit down as well. 

"What the hell is Radit? How can you not like Devan."

Radit's eyes looked at Rana's bead seriously. "Listen yes, Ran. He's the one who pissed me off this morning. Songong his people, sebel cave. You just met him, right? do not believe in the same people who are new to you. Not how Ran, somehow I think Devan is not a good guy." 

At first Rana seriously listened to Radit, but a moment later she laughed a little while hitting Radit's shoulder. "Look out, Fish. I can take care of myself, though. Don't worry. If he's a macem-macem, I can slam him. You'll know I've been tutoring karate before."

Radit let out a breath of air. "It's not a problem, it's a question-"

Rana raised her hand, covering Radit's mouth. "Udah ya ngocehnya I laper. I'll practice again."

Spontaneously, Radit put away Rana's hand and snorted. "Bau, ogeb."

Rana's sinless grunts show. "By eat, zeyeng." Rana opened the package containing fried noodles and drinks. The worms in his stomach have been demoed since.

"My husband. Injunctive. I was the one who bribed you this morning." Radit deliberately opened his mouth wide, making Rana with his jail insert the biggest bribe. 

Rana laughed seeing Radit painstakingly chewing due to the fullness. "Haha. It's a gift for you that I won today."

A teak landed on Rana's forehead. 

"Aw"

"It's not a gift, it's a prank." 

Rana thrust another spoonful into Radit's mouth. "A a wide open mouth." He told Radit to feed a toddler.

"By the way, you look very comfortable short hair yes, Ran. My hair is almost the same as mine. It's just the difference, you're the girl version."

"Yes, dong. I'm usually sultry because of the length." 

"The mess is this couple, so envious of the singles." 

Their conversation was interrupted when Yanti came to the two. Yanti wiped the sweat on her neck with a small towel. "Prince toad tumben temenin Princess Keong training?"

Rana chokes, so Radit gives her a bottle of water. 

"Great play call. My nausea, Yanti." Radit pretended to display a nauseous expression.

"Yanti, right, lambe turah. So, just remember, dit. Haha." 

"Ih. I'm the one who needs it. Yes, yuk Rana. We're training again. Mr. Bondan just as Devan has been waiting, no. Come on."

"okay, yuk. Bye, Dit. Not fifteen minutes to go."

Rana and Yanti leave, leaving Radit with his beak face. 

Radit only fears Rana is getting closer to Devan and Rana is again injured. Seeing the two of them who were already quite familiar as Radit watched it from afar.