The Ex-Love

PART 20'S

...Never hate something to a high level because maybe your worries will be the destruction itself...

Franda slowly put the bag on his bench, he yesterday really they are exhausted so much that he was unable to wake up at all and today he already feels more meningan than yesterday. There was a grapevine that made his ears move to hear. "Where want to get good grades just not get sick dikit doang doang not enter the base yes lazy people like that." The voice was heard once from Franda's ear who else if not the annoying Rival guy who was always looking for problems that should not be for problems.

"Udah fran, are you okay? How are you still not feeling well? I'm gonna rain all over." Cerry tried to move the other way so that Franda was not offended by Rival's very bad speech. He was still very weak once he deliberately entered today because he did not want to spoil his body too much.

"Yes, it's hard."

"Lo why the hell maxain to enter can you rest at home fran? I can give you a follow-up assignment for you."

"No papa, no papa."

"His face is pale, your lips are dry."

"I'll go home and yah?" Franda is back.

"It's okay about that, just calm down." The answer.

...•••...

Rival step stopped there is a feeling that makes him not feel good, he decided to follow his premonition. "Val school said he wanted to play futsal? Was I in a hurry?"

"You guys go first, I followed you. I went back first." The leg that looks like a hurry once turned back to the left when the direction of his house was actually the opposite.

"Well, not to the right? How come the Rival's turning left? That's the way to school, right?" Albert was scratching his head.

"Yes ah, hand him over to us first. He paid, too, right?" The one who doesn't want to think dizzy. Before that he had accidentally heard a conversation between Cerry and Franda after going home from school what initiative made him like that.

Rival from earlier was impatient to arrive and stand in front of him. The car he parked in the school parking lot that had begun to stretch. He ran and saw a familiar woman sitting there wearing a black sweater wrapped around his body.

He looked up as Rival stood up and was present before him. He slowly stood up but Rival's hand held Franda's arm quickly staring at each other and this was very strange. "Why?" The question just arises he glanced at the hand that still survives there slowly Rival released it.

"What's going on here?" Not the wrong question? Franda should have asked him that he knew from earlier if for example Rival was the first to go back anyway why now he can be here?

"Lo se-self why here?" He asked back he pulled his body back, his footsteps shifted to get away from Rival who was getting more and more strange days.

"Gu----e, I'd like to grab some water in my desk locker." He just stumbled in.

Because this is not Franda's business he slowly walked limply. His legs that were still recovering were slowly pulling on his left leg in order to support. He still insisted on staying in school. The school seemed lonely, from then on he deliberately went home more slowly because he knew that the streets were still very crowded when in conjunction with other schools. The sun's weather is still so hot even though it's not as hot as it was.

"here." Someone embraced Franda's hand on her shoulder without a smile, without expression and with full force.

"Lo why the hell is his life you keep nyusahin. I like the hardest people. If you are not strong say not strong do not need to make sense. You're also going to lose and impact others." Franda amused himself with a strange attitude Rival who sometimes sucks and sometimes he is the most mysterious figure behind his caring attitude.

"Why are you laughing at that? Is something funny?"

"Take what?"

"Eeee, nothing. I think I got in the bag. How sick is it like old gini? You wanna die?"

"Gue yesterday sagging car, this is wrong I am also too rushed because I am tired really."

"Trus why your hands are hot, for a second." They stopped, and Rival took the initiative to check Franda's forehead whether it was hot or stable.

It turns out that after checking Franda's body is still in the normal stage even though it is slightly warm. "Yes I've brought you to the deket shop here, here there is warm tea so you sweat."

"No need, don't take care of it."

"Gue hates the rejection of mending you come along, or do you want me to carry it here?" A sling? Inhere? Franda is not a child anymore if the pain must be carried let alone plus the surrounding environment there are quite a few people who have been watching them.

Rival opened the car door for himself to enter even though he was rude and disrespectful. "What the hell do you want this kid?"

"Thank you I'm the same as me."

"Gue isn't good, but it's a coincidence and one more thing if it's a sense of humanity for nothing more. So don't be geer. Hear it!"

His ears looked up and were shocked to hear that it could be at a time like this Rival was rough and arbitrary himself. "Thank God I can do good with you. Just doing good." He murmured in a heart full of confidence.

Rival took Franda to get off the car which was even though the distance of the stall and the car was so close.  The bayes? Yups is really cute but that's the figure of Rival strange but real annoying but sometimes more sweet than romantic guys who send flowers every day.

"One cup of tea."

"Well, what is one doang?*

"Don't be complicated." He played his phone sending a message to one of his friends from earlier nelson and text that was not read at all.

I can't go to futsal, sorry guys. I'll promise tomorrow.

Then he sent it to all his three best friends contacts who were there first.

"Lo be careful with Chiko, I've known her for a long time. He's two-faced, I don't want you to be one of his next victims."

"Know of lama?"

"Yups, know from a long time you don't need to know I know where, why and how."

"What's because of someone?"

"You mean?"

"Bu-kan. Thank you sir." Fortunately, a glass of hot tea until at the same time Rival looked at him sharply. He blew the hot tea cooler with a spoon dipped in a glass. It just so happens that his throat fits perfectly with a glass of hot tea on the side of the road. Until now thought Franda always revolved why Rival could go back to school and take him to drink a glass of hot tea when it was very visible he had gone first with his three friends.