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Episode 45 Old Friend

EPISODE 45 OLD FRIEND

Devano immediately headed to the infirmary to request an autograph. She doesn't know who Sister Dairy is and how she is. What she knows, as a nurse, she must be working in the health department.

During the march, he found no significant problems. Exactly as he expected.

Arriving at his destination, he knocked on the door slowly. It was a place to rest, he did not want to disturb. “Excuse me.”

“Come.” Someone from within. Devano frowned as he felt an oddity there. Someone by the name of ‘Dairy’ must be a woman. Meanwhile, the voice that greeted him from inside there sounded more like a male voice.

Suddenly he remembered Nicholas' words. ‘Is he one of those so-called school idols who also works in the health department?’ Her thought. He shook his head quickly, trying to shake that thought. ‘They are busy people. It might be the sound of someone resting there, right?’ Thought again.

“If you do not want to enter, you should immediately return to your place.” Said the man from inside, waking Devano from his daydream. His hand moved around the door knob, then opened it slowly.

“Excuse me, I'm Devano from class 1B. I'm here to bring you documents on the orders of Ms. Vicha.” He said while opening the door. After the door opened perfectly, he saw a handsome man with a very fitting posture with his expressionless flat face, as well as the typical white coat of a doctor attached to his body. As a fellow man, he acknowledged his admiration for this man's appearance.

“Documents? Is that for Sister Dairy?” Ask her. Devano nodded his head, confirming his speech. “Suster Dairy is not available. Just put it on the table.” He said with a commanding tone.

When he was about to put the document on the table, just like the command, he remembered the sentence that Miss Vicha needed this as soon as possible. “How long does it take? Miss Vicha said she needed it as soon as possible.” Devano said ventured to stare at the cold face that felt very intimidating.

Zhuzu took the document and read it. After he finished reading it, he put the document back on the table and took a pen, then signed the document on his behalf. “Make.”

Devano took the document, “Isn't this for sister Dairy?” Devano asked his thoughts. “Same isn't it? It is written clearly that the signer is the caretaker of the health section.”

Devano was stunned to hear the statement. Not because the sentence was said in a sarcastic tone, but because of the reality behind the sentence itself. He was not a fool, he could immediately judge the current situation and find out who he was talking to now.

The initial assumption is true, he is indeed one of the ‘idola school’ it.

“Ah, okay. Then.” His sentence came to a halt due to a voice from the corner of the room that suddenly sounded.

“Uhh, senior.” That voice sounded very soft. Zhuzu turned his gaze and stepped closer to the source of the voice. “You're up? Need something?” Ask her in a soft tone. His cold gaze turned warm instantly.

When the curtain covering the bed opened, Devano was shocked to see someone familiar to him. “Arora?” Speaks spontaneously. Arora looked up to hear someone calling her name. “You..? Devano?” Arora was in disbelief. “Eh? You remember me?” Asked Devano who was similarly surprised.

Arora was silent, she would not answer. “Why doesn't Fimela remember me? Why do you remember me but she doesn't?” His speech was in an Indonesian language that Zhuzu did not understand. He deliberately used it so that his senior could not follow the flow of their conversation.

“I. I don't know. Go, get away from Fimela.” Arora answered while turning her eyes away, as if she was unwilling to look at the man. “Why? What wrong? Why can't I? You know I like him. What exactly happened while I was away?” Speak devano by elevating his tone.

“It's your own fault. I do not know and never want to know about your feelings, I also bodoamat about it. Anyway you should stay away from her. If he's doing anything because of you, I won't let you go this time. Know?” Arora said with a clear threat.

Devano relented, not wanting to prolong the confrontation with the stubborn woman. “Well, I excuse me.” He slightly bent his body and then turned around.

“You must request the signature of the head of the organization before submitting the file to Bu Vicha.”

Just a few words and it can make Devano stop his steps and turn his body back, “Chairman of the organization?” He repeated those words like a fool.

“Yes, Miss Vicha didn't tell you?”

“You know him?” Zhuzu asked curiously. Arora let out a long sigh before replying, “Yeah, you could say so.” Answer's short. He didn't want to talk about it, at least for now.

As if understanding that Arora did not want to discuss it, Zhuzu immediately dismissed all his questions about the incident that had just happened. “You're better?” Ask her to divert the topic early.

Arora nodded, “I'm lazy to class, I want to skip it. Is there anything I can do? Counting coins for example?”

Zhuzu smiled, he did not expect that the girl would lower her guard like that. Or is it another trick? I don't know. At least her work helped. “It, there. Please calculated correctly yes.” He said while pointing at a medium-sized bag beside his desk.

“Eh? I actually count coins?” Asked Arora with her innocent look. “Yes, thanks for the help. I'm very, very helped.”

Arora was still a little incredulous, was a treasurer also in charge of counting that many coins? But it's okay, at least he can skip this excuse. Arora got out of bed. He walked up to the bag of coins, then sat on the floor which was quite close to the bag.

“The floor is cold, you will be sick. On the table only.”

Arora shook her head, rejecting the offer rawly, “No, I'm used to counting coins on the floor, it feels more comfortable. Besides, it's not too cold, I won't get sick from it.”

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“Haah. I don't know where that guy is. Do I have to go around school to find him?”

Devano decided to ask instead of going around the school just to ask for a signature on one person. As the saying goes ‘Shame to ask, perverted injalan’. And it's really happening to him now.

“Excuse me, sir. I'd like to ask. Did you see senior Del-vin?” He had doubts about the name he had just mentioned. But it seems that he has mentioned the right name.

“So I saw him enter the meeting room, there.” Answer a middle-aged man carrying cleaning equipment, such as a cleaning service? He pointed to a room. “Until now not out.” Reciprocity.

“Oh, fine, thank you sir.”

Devano stepped his foot into the room in question. Just as it was about to open the door, it was suddenly opened by someone else from inside.

“Bye, senior. Thanks anyway.” The voice of a woman from inside the room sounded familiar, making Devano frown, looking around for that voice in his memory. He had not found who the owner of the voice was, the door opened and displayed a woman who he again knew.

“Chemira?”

Chemirah's steps came to a halt when she heard others say her name. He nodded his head to see who was standing before him now. “Ya?”

When he saw who it was, he subconsciously stepped back slowly with a shocked face and turned his face away. “Excuse.” He said and left.

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