The Memory Shop

Memory Shop: School

Today, despite being in the store for an hour, Retta still has no sign of Kaillo's presence. Even the two noisy girls who were fond of the boy had already passed by in the school uniform.

"Small aja pinter broke the promise," muttered Retta annoyed.

"Who?" asked the confused Zaim to see Retta.

"The son of that Junior High, Kaillo. He said he'd come back here to buy some cake. Actually?" Retta is getting upset.

"He never promised."

Retta's chin shriveled. "Yes, anyway. But he said he'd come back."

"Why kesel? You miss him?" Zaim gave a tissue-thin smile.

"Ih." Retta looked at Zaim with a wry look, unable to believe the man thought so.

"Not known, either," he continued.

"You know his name, which means you know him, dong."

"No. Knowing it means we already know his name, his place of residence, his personality, and others. If it's just knowing the name, it's not familiar" Retta's correction.

"At least you know his face."

Retta exhaled a sigh of resignation. He can't win that easily when he clashes with Zaim.

True also said Zaim, why should Retta be upset over Kaillo's absence? After all, the boy was nothing, just a boy who accidentally stopped by this store.

However, even so, for some reason Retta remained unsettled. He felt betrayed and lied to. Could it be, that brief encounter had made an indelible mark on Retta's heart?

Retta unknowingly expects a second meeting with Kaillo. It is possible that the girl intends to get closer to Kaillo and make her as a younger sister.

Until they left the store, Kaillo never showed his nose. Zaim said it was possible that the boy did not go to school.

Retta and Zaim walk together towards their school. The distance is not too far and there is no need to waste a lot of time until it arrives.

Having taken a shower before leaving for the store, Retta and Zaim only need to change their clothes and spray perfume for school.

When they got there, something surprising happened. One of them was Zahar. He hits a man who looks familiar in Retta and Zaim's sight.

Half the male students tried to stop him. However, it cannot. Zahar's energy has been fully expended so that it is difficult to prevent.

There are some others who record as joke material for a few minutes later.

Retta and Zaim as students do not know anything just silent unmoved watching it to completion.

In the end, Zahar was content to beat and leave the victim - who was also a man - in a place with a face that had gotten bruised in almost all parts.

"That's why, anyway? How, Zahar hit that guy?" Retta asked one of the people around without Zaim's knowledge.

"Ohh, that. So, Zahar's girlfriend was caught cheating on him with a guy who got hurt by hitting it."

"Zahar's the mergokin himself?" ask Retta again. This time Zaim was conscious and only sighed softly because his best friend could not help but be curious.

"Yes. He said, anyway, his girlfriend Zahar immediately asked to break up it. That's why Zahar was so angry," the unknown girl explained, and Retta thanked him, smiling to answer his question.

"Udah?" ask Zaim when Retta throws a look at him. Retta smiled and nodded.

"Judek. Come on, to class!" Zaim takes Retta to class hand in hand.

No one knows where Zahar is going. What is certain is that until the lesson begins, the man does not appear. Many suspect that Zahar ditched in order to calm his chaotic mind.

Therefore, Retta and Zaim are always careful not to get involved in the slightest problem.

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Zahar looked at the spacious clean School environment with a look as if he had no spirit in life.

He did not intend to commit suicide, but he dared to sit on the roof divider of this tall building. Just move forward a little and Zahar will fall.

The wind blew his hair slowly. The open eel is now covered in bangs which he then deliberately drags to the side.

No one saw him here, but the students knew that he was here and did not dare to disturb.

For a moment, he thought disappearing from the world was fun. However, he realized there were still many people he had to repay.

After losing Grandma, Zahar felt that no one was holding her back and her loved ones slowly disappeared.

Painful.

But shouldn't he live like this? Such a thought seeped into his mind and he felt a hint of hope approaching him.

Yeah, what he's doing right now is wrong. Ditching is not the right thing.

Zahar got up from his seat and jumped on the floor instead of the ground. He ran out of this place towards the classroom.

"Where are you from?" The Biology teacher spoke in a loud and firm tone.

Then the attention of students who are busy doing the task is diverted. Zahar just looked down unmoved.

"Java!" her word.

"From the roof, sir." Zahar who is still at the door does not seem to intend to be asked to enter by Mr. Biology.

"Did it happen there?"

Zahar remained silent for fifty seconds until Mr. Biology exclaimed, "From today on, don't follow my subjects again!"

"Yes, sir." After heavily saying so, Zahar shunned the class towards the previous stopover.

Retta and Zaim who were sitting next to each other despite the difference in the table were only able to exchange words in a soft voice.

"Pity, yes," pity Retta.

"Let's go" said Zaim, who may still hold a grudge against the man.

"Oh." Retta looked at the cynical Zaim.

He knew Zahar was a troublemaker and Zaim was a victim of his mischief, but should he say such unpleasant things?

"Don't do that! People have problems too." Retta defends. Zaim only "hm" heard the utterance without concern.

Zahar sat back to his place. He just needs to wait here until Biology lesson time is over and get into class.

There's only a few more minutes left. Fortunately Biology lessons only lasted for forty-five minutes, so he did not have to wait too long. Zahar was very grateful for that.

After school, Zahar intends to go somewhere else instead of home. Somehow he was very lazy to look at the faces of the residents of his house.

About the place he will visit later, he will think.

Memory Shop.