Tears of Hope

Fifteen

Kayla is confused, seeing how diligent a Vita Erlis Pryanka is. Everyone at school already knew how high his IQ was, but still did not make the black-clown girl careless to learn. When Kayla told him to rest for a week just to entertain himself, then he would say 'knives will not be sharp if not sharpened'. Yeah, right, but if it's sharpened every day, isn't it going to be dangerous for everyone?

Every day that Vita does is to learn as if his two eyeballs will not switch from books. Every time you go to the cafeteria, the answer is 'not feeling well'. Obviously not feeling well, his intake formula continues, Kayla thought.

"Udah deh, kasian very you rejected mengu, mending with me." Nova pulls Kayla's arm out of the classroom, taking her away from Vita after being pushed to the cafeteria.

"Lo will deny me, Vit! You'll be mrsel!" rudang Kayla. The two lovebirds had finally left from before Vita. He continued the writing activity that is to create a new formula about the equilibrium material of rigid objects. From the Olympics yesterday, he had a problem, there was one that he thought was very difficult, he felt he needed to solve it.

"Vit, Azka nyariin lo!"

The shout came from the front door, successfully distracting Vita. A breath came out of his lips. If anyone interferes with his concentration in the middle of learning, Vita becomes very emotional.

Upset, he closed the book, put it in a drawer and walked to the door. A well-dressed, full-fledged uniformed man stood leaning next to his classroom door. When Vita let out a ringing, she turned her head while smiling widely.

"Where do I look?" He stood up straight.

Vita looked back at her appearance. A striking appearance to steal the attention of students who pass through it and make the conversation material of one school.

Kak Azka the guy who is a delinquent targeted by Mr. Kepsek has been treated.

May such be a hot topic today at Mighty High School.

Hair that was originally disheveled reddish brown is now turned into pitch black and neatly arranged. Uniforms that are usually issued are now inserted into the pants by wearing a belt. The tie dangled neatly on the collar of his uniform accompanied by complete attributes in the form of a red and white flag, a nametag on the left chest and a school symbol on the right arm. The gray pants that had been shabby and tattered now looked new. Maroon red branded shoes turned into plain black shoes. The two arms that were usually filled with rubber bracelets now only left the watch. Amazing changes throughout the school.

"Vit." He flicked his fingers repeatedly, resuscitating Vita from the bawl. "Where do I look? Cool, right?"

"Hjp? B-good." It felt like Vita was dreaming, seeing a super naughty guy like Azka could turn one hundred and eighty degrees like this.

"Lo likes it, don't you?"

"Yes, like."

"What does he like to look like?"

Realizing he was teasing, Vita was flabbergasted and turned her face away. "Why call me?"

"Don...." He reached into his pants pocket. "Gue.. would like to give you this," his sodor.

The yoghurt?

Milk made through bacterial fermentation was lent to it. Created a frown on his forehead.

"Make what?"

"Make lo. From now on I'll give you three times a day."

"the user?"

"Make good to the underclassmen is not wrong. Fortunately, there is a reward."

I don't know what the goal is, Vita doesn't know. In the girl's mind now Azka was really a crazy stalker.

"Lo both called Chelsea into the hall, gih!" chirps a short guy who just passed by.

"Ngapain, huh?" sahut Vita's.

"No idea. But I think I'm talking pension, just go check for yourself."

"Okay, thanks."

Vita turned around, walking leaving Azka towards the hall. Hope is not recorded only as wishful thinking, because Azka is now aligning steps with him.

"It's not good to leave a friend without saying goodbye."

"Are you my friend?" the Hunus Vita flat.

"So not a friend? Boyfriend?"

Vita prays that she be given the strength to face this guy. He could do nothing but stand idly by every hour. What can Vita do? He is helpless. Even if he fought back, that guy was very good at tongue-licking. He will be silenced with words.

Arriving in the hall, it turned out that not only the two of them were there, the crowd filled every corner, the students milling about doing their respective tasks. Signing the pension this time is not a joke and must be prepared carefully.

"But two children too. Vit! Here!"

Following the source of the voice, Vita walked down the crowd. Without realizing it Azka walked in front of him leading the way, pushing anyone who blocked the path.

"The chel? Why call a--" Vita's words hang when she finds Satya standing exactly two meters next to her.

"You're talking about the prince and princess candidates in the drama."

Raut Vita changed. "I told you, I can't!"

"Becahin formula can, ngelakuin ginian, can not?! Just don't argue!" He fiddled with the cell phone, not heeding Vita's tense look.

"Take it!" Azka's voice re-entered Vita's eardrum. His head bowed to the bottle of yogurt that was again stretched out. "Take the hunt!"

Having no choice, Vita accepts.

"Don't take doang, drunk also dong, Ma'am."

Vita's hearing is deaf. His entire body was tremored because it was near Satya in the crowd, his breathing was stingy, engap become an air barrier into his lungs. What an incredible effect. Maybe because he was afraid Satya was found to be his lover.

"Vit?" Many pairs of eyes glanced at him, plus his face paled even more. "Lo all right?"

As best as he can neutralize the countenance. Don't overdo it, don't overdo it, don't get caught. That sentence was all that kept repeating itself in his mind. Until he feels better.

"No! I'm fine" Vita said before Chelsea finished their speech.

"okay.... Take care of your girl, Ka."

Azka smiled curiously. He who was conscious stood to the left of Vita clearly witnessed what happened and of course he knew the reason. "Yoghurtnya you drink alone or I help you?"

Vita unscrewed the bottle of yogurt with a trembling hand and then sipped it slowly.

"Okay, we're starting yes. Candidate for princes and princesses in the pension this time there are three pairs. And, for sure, we choose the fairest way. That's anonymous voting on the school's website."

"Who? Not fair, dong!" shouted the little girl clapping with a fierce yet cute face, people called her Eca. "Ricky just labeled a bad guy! There's no chance Ricky could win!"

"It's been the most bulleted decision, Ca. If you don't agree, please step down."

"I don't agree!" Vita raised her hand. "That means retreat?"

"If you want to be loved, you will not be allowed to retreat." Chelsea gave a look. "Voting starts in half an hour after the first break, closes until the last hour. You can gather here after school. Wrestle out? Okay, disperse!" The management members began to be busy doing other things, such as discussing about the property they would rent later.

Vita doesn't know how to respond other than nailing on the footing. He thinks this is too cruel. He didn't want to do it but was forced? Isn't this a crime? He can sue the court about the case of coercion. In the KUHP (Book of Criminal Law) Article 369 Paragraph 1, it is clearly written there.

"Azka," said Meisya next to Satya.

The called one does not look. Therefore Meisya turned to look at the girl who was next to Azka. He approached her while putting on a big smile. "Vita, huh?"

"H-hm?" The nervousness of Vita's attack mixed with thousands of knives pierced his heart. The face was very close to her, a face that had already snatched away her lover without excuse.

"Lo really is an Azka chick? New feeling yesterday he neriakin lo name, now it's just so."

"Yes, let's go." Satya clasped Meisya's arm tightly.

"Don't stop, Sat. We should also know Azka's girl."

"It doesn't matter."

The two passed away, leaving the hall with light steps, not thinking about Vita's ever-destroying feelings. The burden on Vita's shoulders was heavy, causing both of her legs to no longer support her, but she kept trying to stand up, even though both backs there made her heart crack little by little.

"illness?" The voice shifted Vita's sad gaze. Azka smiled bitterly. "Either."

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"You joke, bambang!"

"Kidding what? This real life, woi."

Reyhan's lips were wide open looking at the appearance of the form of Azka that was different from before. "Where did my fellow soldiers go?!"

"Look. Jupiter time."

Reyhan was upset, he approached Azka, strangling her neck with all his might.

"Woi!" tepis Azka but Reyhan still does.

"Who's in dalem? My why! Turn me into my original form! He doesn't pantes into a cat, his true form is, a dog!"

"Woi!" Azka coughing. He kicked Reyhan in the stomach and then coughed again. "Damn it, kill me, lo?"

"Damn shithead! Go back to hell! Don't bother me anymore!"

"Stress." Azka chooses to run away before Reyhan does the no-no. Now he realized how crazy his friend was. Was it not before that too?

The goal is the Vita class. In the middle of the journey, precisely when passing through the abandoned park, his steps stopped.

"Book your duty."

Both of Azka's eyebrows were linked, peering at two people facing each other near a large mango tree.

"Ck, how long! I told him this morning! Long time plus lo slow, yes!"

"Sorry, Satya.... I learned—"

"It's none of my business! I am more disgusted by your behavior."

"Satya—"

"Don't mention my name! Do you use pellets to Azka?"

"...."

"In addition to prostitutes, you are also a fraud. Pathetic."

"I—"

Brucks

Satya pushed the girl down. Vita raised her head, staring at her lover's grey bead with teary eyes. "Why? Why am I being made trash so easily?"

"Color is rubbish. Never expect to be a new product that many people love! Self-aware place you in waste disposal. And in one thing, no one will want to quote you." Satya turns away, leaving a new wound in Vita's heart.

While Azka who realized it was peeping, clenching the knuckles. He stared at Satya's departure with mounting anger, especially hearing sobs from the fragile girl figure there.

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Juuseyo~