[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 45

Meira is back alone in class, although Dita and Bella continue to persuade him to come to the cafeteria a few minutes ago. Meira does not not want to go with Bella and Dita, but her mood lately can not be conditioned.

Meira let out a small sigh and put her head to sleep on the table. Three days had passed and Alka was not yet aware of her flaming. Meira's thoughts suddenly fell three days ago while in Alka's room with Bagus and Devan and Aluna.

Just then, Meira giggled as her eyes unintentionally saw Alka's index finger move. Good who heard it immediately stood up and called the Doctor after digesting Meira's screeches.

Devan and Aluna approached and patted Alka's arm by calling out the boy's name. Meira, Bagus, Devan and Aluna were already very happy at that time because they thought Alka would come to her senses.

But, the Doctor's remark that it was just a reflex move that was common to patients like Alka, made them swallow disappointment and sadness.

Dingan from Meira's cell phone rattled the girl out of her mind. He straightened up and shifted the green icon.

"Why, Brother Devan?"

"Alka is conscious."

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"Gue's out, yeah, Al. Want to eat." Without waiting for a response from Alka, Devan exited the door after briefly patting the top of Meira's head standing there. Maybe the guy in the school uniform who just came out understood the situation.

Meira stepped in accompanied by Alka's confused look.

"Lo truant?" asked Alka, her forehead wrinkled deep.

Meira did not answer. He just walked over and sat on Devan's old swivel chair and looked at Alka. His eyes reddened, causing Alka to raise an eyebrow looking at him.

"Lo cry?" ask Alka.

Meira shook her head and looked down. He did not want Alka to scold him for being so whiny again.

Looking at the drop of water coming out of Meira's eyes, Alka sighed.

"Lo know, right, I don't like crying."

Meira quickly wiped her tears and looked up at Alka.

"I-I'm not crying!" sergeant Meira. However, the water droplets couldn't lie as a few feathers re-wetted his cheeks.

Alka silent. He doesn't know what to do now. He couldn't scold Meira this time, for some reason. The eyes that showed a worried look to him made Alka's heart warm.

"Lo don't want to hug me?"

Meira, who had been looking down again, now looked back at Alka in surprise. "K-kak bi-said what?"

Really, Meira wanted to scream if it wasn't like this. Alka volunteered to be hugged? Did the guy have a slight disturbance after the surgery? It didn't seem like it, because Alka's subsequent remark made her even more surprised.

"My nyokab words, women if the cry usually like to be hugged. Because I can't bend you, so you're the one who's bending me." Alka said it casually, as if that sentence was nothing to Meira's effect. Especially when he talks at length.

Meira had not reacted to anything but silence. He was still digesting every sentence Alka had just uttered.

Alka no longer continued her words. Because Meira had fumbled and cried. Alka's hand that was free of infusion moved to stroke the girl's back. Alka did not know what she was doing right or wrong right now, she simply obeyed what her heart said.

After all, a few days ago when Meira came home with Bima, Good had said something to her.

"Try opening your heart to Meira, Al. Don't be stiff with him, don't be cold again if you actually care. I'm sure your heart won't take long to catch Meira."

That's what Good told Alka in the parking lot back then. And perhaps, too, the word Good contributed to Alka's current behavior.

"I'm scared, Brother. Mei was afraid of Big Brother Gilang, hiks."

Thin smile of Alka. Only now was his heart completely rippled in worry by someone. And that someone was the girl he had always ignored her existence.

"I don't want to lose anymore, brother."

Alka did not reply in the slightest of all Meira's anxious words. He just kept stroking the back that was covered in that High School uniform.

"Sister, what, not bad? Reply, cake, what is it."

The sound of a small oddity from Alka until now really make Meira while in the clouds. Meira never imagined something like this would happen between her and Alka, but still Meira was grateful. His intention to give up had him throw it all the way.

"Gue can elus lo hair?" Meira looked up at Alka from below after hearing the question from the guy. Again he asked for an opinion or rather permission from Meira.

Smiling happily, Meira nodded then re-hugged Alka. His right hand was wrapped around the guy's stomach carefully so that the scar of Alka's surgery wasn't affected.

Alka's hand slowly changed to stroke Meira's hair. The fragrance of Sakura Cherry Blossom coming out of Meira caused Alka to shut down before her ears heard the regular roar of Meira.

Alka lowered her gaze on the girl, but her eyes could only stare at Meira's black hair. A smile came back. Alka was puzzled by her lips that continued to carve out a smile, not as usual.

For a moment, he thought.

Does this have anything to do with the surgery she underwent until her organs worked out of control?

Even his hand had been itching to stroke Meira's black hair until he finally asked the empu's permission.

To hell with that, Alka was comfortable with what was happening now. It was Meira's scent that made her want to fall asleep right now. The guy finally chose to stop the activity of stroking Meira's hair and then move his hand to Meira's back.

Alka hugged Meira and fell asleep.

Together.

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