DIFFERING
Chap 23 (Problems)

...No matter how good you are, if they don't like you, it's free. What you do in their eyes will always be wrong....

The mega up there is so beautiful. Morning with the beginning of very beautiful weather that does not make one of the many humans feel the beauty of space up there. Repeatedly the anxiety he tried to get rid of, but still. Looks like Goddess Fortuna today is not on her side.

"Tell Zoy don't think too much of it."

"Where could it be Lia?."

Zoya took a deep breath, trying to ease the growing turmoil inside her chest. In fact, that Rooftoop wind can't cool his mind right now. "Gue believes you understand me, but..."

"...Not sure they can believe me so much!."

"Many people believe the same."

"Who? Call it, who?" Zoya replied quickly, subconsciously raising her voice. Ah, nevermind. He was tired of what happened this morning.

How could Siska's wallet be in the locker? He never took it from Siska's bag. However, the reality in front of them made everyone more consumed by what they saw earlier. The whispers about her stealing the wallet came back buzzing. So nauseating.

"It's just you doang, right who believes?."

"No Zoy, Brother Hariz and Brother Joy believe that you do not steal the wallet. And there's no way you're gonna do that."

"Huh, you said they believed?."

Zoya laughed softly. Sipping the air back that afternoon deeply. Before then, he was half desperate. "If they believe me, why not defend me? They're just they're just fucking."

"Yes probably-."

"Hell, don't talk about this anymore. Dizziness me."

The two were silent for a long time just to look at the students below.  On the other hand, Fathur with all his chatter was able to make Reihan silenced. Being a good listener will be more profitable this time. Because, the topic they discussed concerns senior brother who is his best friend. Who else if not Zoya.

"Are those really, brother?."

Fathur let out a tired breath before nodding steadily. "Gue Denger from my friend who joined the core scout. He said it happened this morning."

"Waahh thank you, brother infonya," Reihan replied, then patted twice on his older shoulder before breezing off to go to his class.

Once the foot stepped on the floor, the nether immediately looked for the figure she was aiming for. Until a small run Reihan take it to the back bench. Where his best friend was busy playing the game he was playing.

"Var, I brought you some news!."

"What?," replied Varo still reluctant to divert his neutrals on the flat object.

Reihan snorted, with a single pull of the Hp turned in his hand. "What the hell is Rei! It's a game over" cried the master.

"God! I want to tell you about Crush Lo."

In that instant, Varo fixed his seat right facing Reihan. The two meet in a straight line.

"What's? Why, what news?."

Varo spit a small spit when Reihan's hand rubbed his face rough. "Asin Rei lo's hand!."

"Eat him first, let me explain."

Reihan began to explain exactly as Fathur had said. Varo was a good listener, but after that the look of the face was half surprised. "Seriously, Rei?."

"Seriously! But I don't believe one hundred percent."

Reihan screamed as his best friend jumped from the chair leaving him without a word. I don't know where that leg is. But after being on the doorstep of her class neighbors, her body was silent with her pair of neutrals staring at Laila who was also looking at her in wonder.

"Running away?."

"I-that's Brother, what's his name-."

"Yes what?."

Varo cengengesan, make a frown in the adorning Laila. "Oh, want to find Zoya?."

"Well," replied Varo as he flicked his finger.

"Ck, there's no one here. If you want to see me back from school."

"Well, can't it be now? Doesn't Kak Laila know where Zoya is?."

"If I had known, I would have told you!."

"Gini aja Kak, said that Kak Zoya awaited Varo fined blue. Okay?!."

Laila just cleared her throat, then moved her palm with a repulsive motion. The younger sister smiled widely, stepped back and then turned towards her class.

...)(...

The noise around did not divert the attention of the two eyes to the people in front of him. The clock still shows at four in the afternoon, but the figure who awaited the last fifteen minutes never caught his net. Until a tired breath just comes out. Observing the surroundings where the old men were seen joking with a cup of coffee. Until the lips were drawn to the side when the person who awaited arrived.

"Old old?."

"No, sit down, brother," he smiled wider and wider, making the eyes sickle-shaped.

The two are silent. Before a moment, the voice of the boy was so calm. "Sir Zoya has lunch?."

"Not yet."

"So by the way, I haven't prayed ashar yet" he continued.

The guy scratched his nape. Doubtful, start talking from where so that his upperclassman was not offended.

"Emm that's sister, matter-."

"On the wallet?," Zoya cut.

Varo will let out his voice, but stopped when Zoya's voice evaporated again. "No need to interfere with that. And you don't need to know either."

"Not that Varo would interfere, but-."

"But what?."

"Varo sure isn't Zoya's sister who put it in her wallet."

"Tell me right away, misty it's money, don't tell Varo! I wouldn't be offended if that's what you're afraid of. Because I'm not the one who stole that money."

Again, Varo's lips closed again when Zoya's voice cut. "Yes Brother. Varo knows, but the problem here is why his wallet can be stamped on Zoya's sister?."

There is silence between the two. A silence that made the minds of the two wander. True, what Varo said is true. There's no way that wallet can walk itself into Zoya's locker?

"Then, who put his wallet in my locker?."

"Well, that's what we need to find out, brother."

Zoya lowered her head with a fold in her forehead. Is there anyone who would dare to work on it like this?

"Sister!."

Zoya looked up, looking at Varo with her eyebrows raised as if asking what?

"At the end of the day, Brother Zoya, who's the same problem?."

"The problem?."

"Yes, think about it first, brother. Have you ever touched on or had a problem with a friend of Zoya's sister in Scouts?."

"Ck, I've never had a problem with people."

"Enemies? Didn't she?."

Varo's reflexes whistled when the girl's hand slapped her arm until a loud noise slightly shifted the attention of the person there. "It hurts, brother," complained Varo stroking his arm.

"Belvin. I never had a problem, let alone an enemy!."

"All girls are the same. Nothing likes to play hands," said Varo who Zoya can still hear.

"Oh, so you girls also like to play hands? Yeah?."

"girls? Who, Varo doesn't have a girl."

"That's ngeles!."

"Var."

Zoya is silent when an incident occurs when Hariz expresses his feelings. Can't it be if he did it? Just because Zoya didn't return her confession back then?

"Why Brother?."

"Do you know who the possibility is?."

Zoya blinked repeatedly. No it's not possible. Hariz who Zoya knows is a very nice person. Even famous quiet people are also pious.

"No way."

"Well, what can't be?."

Zoya shakes. "No, I'm going home."

"Eh, wait, brother!."

"What else?."

"Varo nebeng yes," he smiled widely.

...)(...

The crack of the open wooden door shifted his focus. Until that same-faced figure stepped closer. However, a few seconds later, he gave a cynical look at his twin brother.

"Ck, just relax. Fortunately there is a dear, if not because of the girls I also ogah so boongannya girlfriend," said Varo then sat on the desk Vero learning.

"Keep what do you want?."

"I don't want to. But Jeslyn noh wants to be my biggest boyfriend!."

"Gue doesn't like her," Vero replied coldly.

That moment loud Varo's laughter echoed across the corner of Vero's room. In fact, the sound of crickets outside can no longer penetrate the wall.

"Not like it? If I'm really dating him, what? Sure you won't be cynical to me?."

Vero let out a rough sigh, staring intently at his brother. "Go! Don't bother."

"Yaelah, the prestige of being raised. Later the hunt is brought by the guy Jeslyn. Same with demen."

Vero glared sharply, then hit Varo's body with his book. Until the master jumped from his original place.

"Yes-yes I'm leaving! Basic adek brash lo," he said while stroking his arm.

After the body disappeared swallowed by the door, a rough sound of breath came out of Vero's mouth. Rubbing his face rough. Damn, he was already being played by those two humans.

Until the next minute Vero's hand moves agilely on the screen. Typing a few words instantly showcases the most romantic ways of shooting girls. Ah, his brain was filled only by the many lesson formulas. To the point of not being able to think of a romantic way of expressing his own feelings.

On the other hand, Varo hissed when the intense pain attacked his chest. Also the great thump in there made the eyes tightly closed. His hands are resting on the nightstand if his body is not shrewd. His fingers crept on his chest wrapped in a thin shirt, but free. The thump and the pain inside could still be felt.

"Aarrggh..."

His body sat down as the pain slowly crept into his arm up to the back of his neck. However, a few seconds later the feeling just disappeared. Until his breathing is regular.

"What was that," he murmured.

...)(...

"Breakfast first Varo," cried Miranti from the dining table. The light steps took him right next to Vero who had eaten his breakfast this morning.

"Do you want fried rice or sweet bread?."

"Bread is Mah."

"Who is it?" continued Varo.

"Udah left early this morning. There's a meeting he said."

"Nih selenin!," continued Miranti thrust two layers of bread that had been smeared with jam.

"Thank you, ma'am."

But the bread had not yet entered his mouth...The strange turbulence seemed to rotate in his stomach. Until the nausea was no longer able to bear Varo. Then his feet he paced towards the sink that was there.

"Oh my goodness, why Varo?" said Miranti frantically as she peeked at Varo's neck.

The forehead frowned as his empty stomach spewed out clear liquid. Until the hand turned to clutch his chest when the great thump was again he felt.

"Lo pregnant Var?."

"Hustt you're the one with Dek. When your brother was pregnant, there was, "said Miranti who was avenged by Vero's cruelty.

Varo tried to catch his breath and returned to the seat assisted by Miranti who was still with an anxious look. "You sick, brother?."

Varo shook his head and poured water into a glass. Yeah, like yesterday. His heart rate that was timid returned to normal after he felt it for a few minutes, perhaps.

"Wind up, huh? So don't stay up late to play the game."

"Hm, just catching a cold like that."

"Have a good holiday today?."

"No need to Mah. There's a daily replay today."

"Tumben lo mikirin. Usually even seneng if told to take a holiday," said Vero then grabbed his bag and kissed the back of Miranti's hand.

Varo did not follow his sister's words. Following Vero kissed his mother's back. "We're leaving first Ma."

"Well, isn't this the bread first?."

"Entar just eat the bagin," cried Varo running small following Vero who was already ahead.

...)(...

The scorching sun right up there did not prevent the students from running around the field. A pretty blistering day like this that boomerang for those who find sports hours during the day.

"Have a stop, tired of me!."

"Three rounds only. You're weak!."

"Break a break Var! Yes if it's not hot that strong me," Reihan reply still running broken behind Varo.

Not long enough after Reihan's words were finished, his steps came to a halt as the moaning in front of him sounded heartbreaking. "Woy lo why Var?!," frantically Reihan crouched down in front of his friend who was sitting with one hand holding his right ankle.

"It hurts Rei! Cramps like aarrgghh....."

"That's what I said, told to rest first just don't want to. Sok sok an strong lo!."

"That's a real warm-up!."

"Don't nag! This pain," cried Varo.

"Lo why?" asked Vero who had just arrived. Before long, some of their friends joined the group.

"Haw cramps. Take it to the UKS only," Reihan suggested.

"No need AWWHH SICK REI!."

Varo's screeches made his friends shudder in agitation. Without saying much, Vero grabbed both of Varo's hands until they completely draped around his neck. So, carrying the child to the UKS without a fight. Because, again and again the strange taste was back Varo felt.

"Why did he? What pain does it add?" asked Vero trying to reach his brother's face in the back.

"There's a weird same body of mine, Ver."

"What?."

Vero's step swallowed when someone's voice obliterated the question that clearly did not want Varo to reply. "Varo why?."

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