DEAR
Episode 4

The events of this morning have yet to be forgotten, though their faces have started to faint in my memory. The rain that has been raining in the city since last night has not subsided and has now turned into a drizzle. People call this romantic, because the rain makes us feel different. Mr. Abdul is still not coming, me and six others are waiting in the classroom, we are not greeting each other. But, I guess I'm the only one who doesn't say hello to them and they don't greet me because I don't say hello to them. From far away in the north corridor I saw Tiwa waving his hand at me, he walked with Abdul while talking. They entered the room. Dan―

“Actually I myself asked the principal to teach in an additional class. So we'll keep meeting until next semester!” Said Tiwa with a friendly smile. Rouse suspiction.

“Mother Tiwa is also the vice homeroom teacher until next semester. So you will meet him more often,” added Mr. Abdul. I'm surprised, this is the first time there's a homeroom teacher who has a representative.

“Kurasa,” further pak Abdul, “Keua class also needed.”

Class leader? He really hopes we'll be here a long time? “Alright, I will choose it!” Said Tiwa. God, why do adults always set everything for immature people?

“Quinzha Leva!”

Me again! If I had the chance I would have hit him─or at least hit him a little. “Quinzha Leva, I don't think it's suitable to be class president!” SUCKS. Is he playing me? Why not say ‘ I don't think it's suitable to be the class leader!’ first? “Then how about ... Fairel Athariz Calief!” Fairel!? Tiwa just mentioned Fairel!? The author!

“Fairel!?” Call Tiwa.

“Ya?” Someone answered.

“You ready?”

“I think I can try it!” Answer the man named Fairel. I glanced at him, looked at him and almost molototikinya. This writer, he has a handsome face. I know I don't know a lot of people, but I know the principal's face isn't good-looking and it's still better that my father's face is even though he's angry, although Gin is more handsome than father and Gin is more handsome than Mr. Abdul, but Qhaza is more handsome than Gin and, Fairel is more handsome than all, including Qhaza who even I think has an angelic face. I was quite amazed by her perfectly engraved face. You should know that I've almost never been amazed at anything. I have only experienced that feeling a few times. I once marveled at a cat that spilled all the food my grandmother brought for my father's birthday party a few years ago. I know the cat only intended to eat the fish stored on the plate shelf, but because to reach the plate rack he had to jump over some food─he slipped and fell, he said, then spilled the whole meal on the table. There was nothing left but a dirty floor filled with food and ceramic shards. I also once admired Qhaza when he decided to go on hunger strike for three days when Lea didn't buy him a toy─car─ car and had he continued to hunger strike I would have been very impressed with him.

“OK, set by Fairel as class president.” Mr. Abdul's voice resuscitated me, “Dan Leva has since looked at you, Fairel.” Mr. Abdul continued with a smile towards me, others chuckled, including Fairel. But I still didn't take my eyes off her. Fairel glanced at me, then she smiled. “Leva, focus! I guess you didn't expect to be in this class until third grade, did you?” And then, the others laughed. I sighed softly while taking my eyes off, from now on a lot of things might happen, I thought.

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I went through three hours of extra class feeling uneasy, the weirdness I felt today, this abnormality, it was like .. I don't know! I have no name for this feeling. Not that it's a bad feeling, I'm not saying it's a good feeling either, I just can't figure out if it's good or bad. I've been feeling my heart pounding nonstop, weird. I've never experienced this before, except when I was poisoned by instant noodles at Junior High.

“Add again!” I thrust my plate at Lea, this is the third plate. Distraction. Strange, this is so weird. I'm still thinking about Fairel. Qarima and Qhaza looked at me, Qarima hasn't even eaten a spoonful of his food, and, Qhaza has been biting his spoon ever since.

“Rarid views!” Mumbled. Usually I just eat a few spoons until I feel a little full and then go back to the room to watch anime or read comics. “I'm full!” I said leave.

“It would be weird if you weren't full.” Lea muttered behind me. When I got to my room, I laid myself on the bed. Damnit damnit! I AM VERY KENYAAAAANG!!! HYX! I spent one night crying−my stomach hurts. It's the first experience, eating this much rice. It hurts! But I guess Fairel disappeared from my mind, because I really couldn't think of anything else except how to get my stomach back to normal because it was really excruciating! Why did I think about it, huh? Because of his handsome face? But hopefully it will be fine because tomorrow I will definitely forget it.

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The alarm clock sounded annoying in my ear. I got up and threw him out the window. Goodbye pengga─ah siaaaaal. I broke my alarm clock! There was no hope, he was no longer alive. Crumbed. I hurriedly ran out of the house and immediately buried the body so that father and Lea would not see it, otherwise I would also end up with the clock. And when I went back inside the house, suddenly the lights in the living room lit up.

“Happy valentine ... Piiip! Piiip!”

Wwwwwwoooo!!! The revolution! Whatisthis? Incredible─extraordinary tacky! The whole wall is pink! Balloon. Ribbon. Paper distribution. Trumpets. Since when did they prepare it?

“Valentine days ... valentine days ... valentine days ..” and Qharima sing ‘valentine days’ in a flat tone while dancing around the living room. “Happy valentine!” Even Qhaza, he yelled startling me. “Valentine days .. valentine days .. valentine days ..” Now Qhaza is singing, they are singing together and dancing in the same movement. What the hell is going on here?

“Levann, let's dance together.” Take Qarima.

“No want!” Reject me. Who did he think he had just been with?

“It's fun!”

“Sorry, I have something to do!” I said quibble.

“What?”

“Vomit!” Reply firmly. I ran up the stairs to my room.

“Where are you going? Toilet is over there!” Qarima pointed towards the toilet, “You should not vomit in the room!” Continue with a flat expression. I want to beat this guy. I went into my room and turned on the lights, then ... WHAT HAPPENED TO MY ROOMUUUU!!!? Qarim! I'll definitely get rid of him. Sure.

“What are you doing with my room?” I was upset after running back to the living room.

“Oh you like it? Thank goodness!”

“Restore as before!”

“I decorated it last night just after you fell asleep, very slowly. Actually I want to paint it too but I think I'll do it in the afternoon. Anyway it's Sunday, I'll also add―”

“Restore as before,” cut me.

“What? You want to thank me?”

“No! But give it back to the way it was!”

“Oh, want to be added with ice cream? No need to bother, speech alone is enough.” He thought for a moment, “Then one vanilla ice cream with coconut sprinkles on it and a jumbo version!”

I can't trust these people. “Haaaa! Sucks. Sucks. Sucks shitty. Sucks. Sucks.” I stomped my feet on the stairs in annoyance while saying ‘sucks’ continuously. From the kitchen Lea came out with an apron, “Everything, let's have breakfast!” His shouting. He doesn't care about me. Qarima and Qhaza followed him, including me. Surely I still say the word ‘sucks’ without stopping even after sitting at the dinner table. But at least they do not replace the entire furniture with pink ones. But still─

“Why is the bread heart-shaped?” My lament, since anger is impossible, they don't care. Although I don't really understand why I'm angry. I was just angry, just like that.

“Because it's valentine day!” Miraculous. They answered him simultaneously. Even Lea and Dad followed. Then they smiled very sweetly, oh no! It's laughable!

“Valentine is still four days away!” I said slowly. They smile even sweeter. It's free.

After breakfast, Lea was busy heating the chocolate and then printing it with a heart-shaped print. Dad was busy with a few ribbons still left on the table, he cut and put them together. Enough shrewd. As for the Qarima and the Qhaza, it is difficult to explain what they are doing. I myself, of course, went back to the room to watch the anime. It's a busy day for everyone else, so I also have to look busy. Although still a bit upset.

“Huh!” I said softly as I wiped a few drops of sweat on my face after cleaning up the trash that Qarima brought in my room. I looked out the window again, Qarima was busy arranging the garden in the yard assisted by the Qhaza who moved the flower pots. From what Qarima explained at breakfast last night, he painted the house since last night while I was asleep helped by my father and Qhaza. While Lea blew up the balloon and cut the paper and tape, I don't know how much oxygen she took out. I hope he's okay considering the number of balloons attached there are hundreds, after which they both decorate the room until 4 am. They had a busy night while I was asleep.

 Finishing the morning ceremony on a busy Monday, I went straight to class. From far away someone called my name and I looked back. Gin. He hurriedly followed me. “Thank God, I caught up with you,” he said gasping for breath. “You to class?” Ask again after he calms down. I replied with a nod. “Then let's walk together!” I ignored him and continued walking wordlessly towards the classroom. When I got to class, no one was there. “Leva, how about valentine plan?” He said then after putting his bag on the table, then sitting on the chair in front of me, facing towards me. Change of attitude, lately he often wait for me at the school gate even though this is the first time he invites me ‘way with’ to class.

“Valentine?”

“Hmm, valentine? You know valentine, right?” Ask doubtfully. I'm nodding.

“I often see valentine in anime!” I clearly.

“Anime?”

“Cartoon, anime is the term for Japanese cartoon.”

“Oh so. So you're a fan of cartoons, huh?”

“Cartoons is the best!” I answered steadily, Gin chuckled.

“Then what about your valentine plan?” Ask back.

“No!”

“Must be sure. Girls your age will be very excited when it comes to valentine!” Denial, I'm quiet. He's a persistent person, actually persistent and insistent it makes almost no difference. “Truly no?” Then he answered his own question.

“But Qarima is there!”

“Qarima? Who is he?”

“Father's son and Lea!”

“Si-who's Lea?”

“My wife!”

“Oh!” I'm sure he must have misunderstood.“Qarima your stepbrother?” I shook my head. “Then he's a foster child? Or are you the adopted son?” I shook my head too. “Then, ahm .. could it be you or her .. ahm ... why am I so confused?” He scratched his head.

“We're brothers!”

“Ya half-brother?” I shook my head.

“LAST WHAT?” He looks upset.

“Brother, so says dad!”

“Haaaa? Hey you, speak in a language that won't make people misunderstand!” She was silent for a moment, “Means Lea is your birth mother?”

“Iya!”

“You are weird!”

“I don't!”

“Yes. Weird.” I've never met a species that insists on saying I'm weird. I threw away the surrender sign. “Then Qarima is your brother or sister?”

“Kakkak an. So said dad.” My answer.

“Oh, so. But why did everything dad say?” He muttered.

“Karena─”

“She SMA?”

“Iya!”

“Where?”

“Here!”

“To-what class?”

“Two!”

“Ke-to-second class? What do you mean Qarima Lavega who is in the class of excellence?”

“Iya!”

Gin stayed silent for a long time. “Hard to believe. Either you're making a joke or you mean it. But a person like you is not the type who likes to joke, but if it really is reality it is even harder to believe.” He said slowly as if he was whispering to himself. “Connect!” Said spirit, “I'll prove it myself!”

“Prove?”

“Yes! Me, I'm going to your house! Hahahaha!” This time it was me who could not speak. The class president was completely different from the person I had imagined, even though I had never imagined it. “Just you refuse, I will follow you to your house!” Said Gin again. Well and even I don't intend to refuse, it will only make my energy wasted because I know he's insistent! Even answering a few of his questions since then was enough to make me tired.  

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