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Talk about dreams

[Pov Syila]

This morning I decided to go to school on my own. And I don't know why Syifa left before me. But I don't want to bother thinking about it.

I immediately set off in my grandfather's car. Yes, only my grandparents from my family did not hate me. The rest is the same, like om-om and my aunt from papa, just like papa. Hating me.

If you ask why Devan didn't pick me up. The answer is simple, if Devan doesn't offer me a ride, I won't ask unless I'm in certain circumstances.

I drove my car at a normal speed and finally arrived at school. I was confused, why the parking lot is so crowded, even though half of them do not want to drive a vehicle.

I hit my car horn three times, all eyes staring at me.

Lah,gue just tell me to step aside doang. Why was it all on my roof? My inner.

I opened the car glass. Then pop my head out.

"Woyy!! Move napa! Even concerned about me" Everyone even looked at me cynically, but there were also those who looked at me pity.

I didn't push it, I chose to press the horn of my car so that they would all pull over.

Tiin!! Tiin!! Tiiinnn!!!

They finally left too. I quickly ran my car slowly, for fear of grazing others. When I want to turn to park my car, why did I immediately brake suddenly.

Ckiittt!

Did I not see wrong?

There was Devan and Syifa chatting, sometimes punctuated by rascals. What was this the meaning of their gazes?

It feels like a naughty hand pinched my heart, it hurts.

What...tadi morning Devan did not offer me a ride, because he left with Syifa? If so, what is it that I am not who can this be? Maybe he just thought of me as a friend. Yes, limited friends.

I parked my car first, so as not to deter other motorists who wanted to park their vehicles as well. After that without turning off the machine, I leaned my body on the back of the seat, my head I docked up, so that my tears did not come out.

Again I looked at them through the windshield. Just as I looked, they were hugging.

Unknowingly, the end of my tears escaped. Who had already collected in the eye pelupuk.

"Eh, do I cry anyway?"I asked raucously, while wiping those damn tears violently.

"Who am I? Base ***, ngarep kok altitude" My curse on myself.

"And his...."

"sickness.." continued me with a stifled voice wanting to cry.

"Hiks.hiks.." My tears finally broke.

"real indeed. I never know how he treats other girls behind my back"

"And again" I covered my face with my palms.

"Gue always wished that I was the only one treated like that!" my tears were getting worse, I spilled all my tears in the car. Fortunately, my car glass is quite dark when viewed from the outside. I don't care about my appearance anymore. The important thing is that I was able to bring out all the emotions that had been held within me since then.

[POV Author]

Syila entered her class with circumstances that could be said to be not okay. Everyone in the class was surprised to see Syila's puffy face and messy hair, and rarely did anyone laugh at her. But Syila did not bother them at all. He kept walking straight towards his stool, then sat on it. There was Tika and Sera who had been in class first before Syila entered. They looked at Syila with shocked faces.

"OMG Syila!!! Your face is why it's so dirty!!"screeched Tika with her shrill voice. Sera immediately covered her ears. But not with Syila, she still looked straight ahead with a blank look.

"Jerile? Lo why? Persambet huh?"tanya Tika who is still ignored by Syila.

"Mending you to the toilet abis new to the UKS aja deh Syil. Kayak gembel really know not the heck lo" said Sera who was good intentions, but still there are insulting words.

Syila clucked lazily, but no doubt continued to carry out Sera's speech earlier.

"Let's go get me" Tika said and was rejected by Syila.

"No, you can do it yourself. Mending You guys permit me" he said in a hoarse voice, then taken by Tika and Sera.

"Be careful Shil! Beware of the pin-nash"

Dukk!!

"Tu"

Sera and Tika grimaced. Just told you, it's been really bad.

"This is who naro the door is here! Throwing people through!"syila sewot said as she stroked the door on her forehead.

"That's the place, the door has not been opened yet. Sok'-sok' an penetrating wall, kayak situ casper aja" Tika shook her head in amazement with the behavior of Syila who always sewot when badmood.

Brakkk

Everyone in the class was shocked. Because Syila slammed the door from the outside quite hard.

"When the door breaks, Woeyyy!!"

"Bodo!!"answer Syila from outside the classroom.

Those in class can only stroke the chest to be patient. Facing a girl who is badmood is indeed draining energy.

Syila walked to the toilet with her legs snapped. Bodo time with everyone who thinks he's crazy. After arriving in front of the toilet, he immediately barged into the sink.

And fortunately the toilet was quiet, he opened the faucet and washed his face violently. When he finished, he stared at his reflection in the glass.

"Argghhhh! Fucking heart. That's a cry, that's a heartache. Alay is lo Syil. So girls don't fuckin' kiss gini napa"

"Look at your face. Really-it's a lock!" Syila hit the reflection of the glass that showed her face.

"Ok Syila, catch your breath..." Syila repeated the method until she felt well. He corrected his hair and put a little lipblam on his slightly dry lips.

"Okay, you have to be strong. No need to use the baper-paper event again if you are Deretin the same Devan! You have to be strong!!!" he shouted while patting his chest.

After that, he chose to calm himself in the UKS.

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