The Teki Cinta

23

Evening arrived, Rian had been 2 hours at school and did not decide to go home first, he was still busy calming down to be ready to face this painful breakup. Some incoming messages he ignored, not wanting anyone to disturb him at this time.

When he had spent the last cigarette in his hiding place for 2 hours, Rian began to stand up and take his school bag, he came out of the barn looking right left first to make sure no one saw him out of here.

While walking down the hallway, Rian began to pull out his phone from inside his pocket, he noticed there were some incoming messages from Salsha who kept asking for Rian's whereabouts now. If you think again when Salsha ever worried like this, of course never at all, this makes Rian more sure if Salsha will say goodbye to him.

"Sal, I'm going home right now, yes" Rian said, making a voice note and sending it to Salsha. It had been enough time that he had used to retreat everything, yet still in the end he had to go through all of this.

Rian walked towards the parking lot that looked lonely, only a few motorcycles left that belonged to students who were having an exculpation. "Well, where'd you come from? kirain has returned" said Jihan, who was seen just returning home in her post-match training uniform.

"Abis how old it was," Rian replied as he raised his next eyebrow complete with a small smile. "Gue first yes, it has been waiting for cement," continued Rian, he put on a helmet and began to turn on the motor.

During the trip Rian can only breathe slowly, just be patient with traffic jams in this afternoon, it is wrong also not to think about the state of the road before choosing to go home in the afternoon. "You'll be stuck because I'm arguing loud at Iqbal's house," grumbled Rian while clucking because the horn of impatient mothers makes his ears hurt if not wearing a helmet. Want to reprimand but Rian is afraid to add to the problem and worse he can be Viral.

"Assalamualaikum," Rian shouted in a cheerful voice as he approached the door that had opened earlier.

"Waalaikumsalam," Salsha's reply was heard, who turned to the door. "Come on Ian" Salsha said later.

Rian who got the offer immediately took off his school shoes and approached Salsha who was closing a large box. "Which five?" that question was the first time Rian said, not asking about the household items that were being packaged by Salsha.

"Bima's in Yuri, I'm tipped first. What is your school today? Smoothly?" salsha asked softly, even her gaze looked as gentle as Rian had wanted it to be from a long time ago.

"Current dong Sal, why? very tumben." Rian was still acting as if all this was fine, whereas Salsha looked extremely agitated as if she did not hesitate to say what was really going on. It also makes Rian become heartless and maybe a little bait can make Salsha let out sweet farewell words, not the usual cute words he got all this time. "Where are things going to Sal? wanna move?" tanya Rian started fishing.

The look in Salsha's eyes looked different, as if she had gathered her courage first. "Yes, sorry for the impromptu, I—" said Salsha hanging, his hands seemed to grip tightly the jacket he was wearing.