Him, Feronika
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The work at school is going well. The tolling of the break bell rang, all the disciples scattering out of the classroom.

"Nan, yuk's canteen!" Renji invites Nan to go together.

"Can you join?" ask Jen.

"Yes, come! No need to carry either!" Renji.

Among the two young men Renji is the most sociable, his humorous nature is liked by many classmates. Now, friends hanging out in her cafeteria are increasing, there is Jen who is always among them.

Jen's existence is enough to provoke the attention of several pairs of eyes when accidentally cross paths, especially male students. Because he was different from the beginning, long hair limited to natural blonde elbows, wide eyes like ping pong balls, nose pointed like a bird beak. Like the beginning of being a new student, Jen has always been an idol. However, that does not apply to energy-efficient Nan—si. Jen was a little surprised, before this no one could afford to ignore her. Something rare in the course of his life.

The wind that blew violently carried the scent of gum and along with it someone hit Nan.

"Sorry," he said then just passed by.

Nan looked back. His forehead shriveled because he remembered something, the girl of doom, but in silence he longed. That's what's been on his mind lately and it sounds crazy.

Nan shook his head briefly while scratching the side of his nose. Then, flick the lips until both corners go down for a while. He did not want to get too leached into the feeling that resulted in a perverted imagination.

When he was about to continue his steps, Nan's shoe tip was like kicking something.

"It looks like it's got him, huh. Very hobby that girl running around already like an Indian movie," grumbled Renji while picking up the book and then looked at his two friends alternately, the one that was only responded with a shoulder flick without comment then continued the initial goal.

Once arrived, the eyes and nose were treated to sights and smells that were common in the cafeteria area. The rowdy susana of the students became their own music because they ordered food.

Not wanting to jostle with the other disciples, Nan chose a place outside. Early hours of rest are always rame.

"Please!" Renji pulled the chair so Jen could sit comfortably.

"Thank you." A curvy smile on both corners of Jen's lips.

Nan glanced at the activities of his two friends, then chose to sit next to Renji. His career is really good at playing the emotions of a girl. Renji is super and attentive, a basketball player as well. Many girls are in love and heartbroken by it. There have been four ex-girlfriends at school for less than a semester, various reasons used to break up relationships.

Right now, Renji is single, he seems to be preparing a surefire trick to hook the blonde girl.

Because the stomach was rumbling, Nan immediately ordered food and happened to be the canteen mother was not too far from her place. "Mom! Instant noodles boiled disposable telor kasih three chilli, yes!" exclamation Nan.

"Ready! Drink it?" sahut mother canteen.

"Mineral water."

"Jen, what do you want to order?" ask Renji.

"I'm on a diet, so pesen apple juice, deh," Jen replied. It's worth Jen's high-slender posture like a violin. Because the diet is very guarded.

"OKAY. Ma! Apple juice one, meatball one, same orange angel one, yes!" exclaim Renji.

Before going to prepare the order the canteen mother replied, "Asiap!"

The aroma of cooking gushed, piercing sharply in the respiratory cavity. Stomach feels disco waiting for orders to come. The students are boisterous.

A few minutes later the order came, Nan ate her food without speaking. Unlike Renji who is fun to talk to Jen. Nan did not want to engage in the chatter of the two.

Occasionally Jen glanced at Nan, why was her attitude like antipathy to him? Their friendship has been going on for almost a semester.

When in such a situation, Renji felt uneasy, felt his presence was meaningless, there was a sense of arrogance in the heart. Unintentionally, he nudged the book he had just brought. A special card to borrow in the library sticking out from there.

While picking up the book and the card Renji spoke, he looked at the return date of the book. "So that hit you, Feronika, right? Duh, if the soul mate does not go where, every time you meet sosor-sosoran mulu," he lamented Renji.

"A week ago. You, in a hurry to get home that time. Whereas, the incident was roman—" Renji paused his sentence realizing the horror gaze of the sidekick, then changed the topic. "This book must be turned over in two days. A long time ago, I'll come back."

A wise choice! if that's a lot of mouth talk, go home your name, Ren! mumbled Nan in the heart.

Nan's narrow eyes returned to the bowls and ate noodles that stayed a mouthful. After downing the mineral water, he left the canteen. "Gue first!"

"Eh, Nan! To the perpus, right? You bring this book, you. Who knows if I'll meet him."

"Make you the one who wants to turn around, why am I?"

"Have you met kangen," said Renji half-whispering, afraid of Nan's tantrums.

Nan's breath sounded heavy before saying, "Okay!"

"okay? Cie, cie, my shahib is making progress."

"Printing you!" hardik Nan before it passed.

Jen saw Nan's departure with a questionable gaze, in a hurry when the break was still long. He stirred the juice and then stomped the spoon until it clanked to the bottom of the glass.

"Why? Less sweet?" asked Renji, aware of Jen's repugnance.

"Sugary, really."

"Thank you," said Renji then accompanied by a big smile, both corners of the lips pulled from the left ear to the right until the rows of white teeth are seen.

"Well! Crash the pedenya!" Jen's spontaneous response knew the essence of Renji's jokes, followed by laughter until clear water inundated the corner of the eye, the same as the young man.

"Continue, Ren, watch out for choking!"

Smiles still adorn the look of Jen's face, comforted by Renji's behavior that often melts the atmosphere.

"Eun, Ren. Can I ask you something?"

"Heem." Renji nodded as his mouth just got a bite of meatballs.

As soon as the food moves all the way into the stomach, Renji speaks, "Just ask. Free make, you." Then, sip some orange ice.

"Lu, right, the same minister Nan from Junior High. Eem, what kind of girl creteria is she like, anyway?"

Hearing Jen's question, an iced orange that had not yet reached her throat splashed, Renji hurriedly took a tissue.

"Is it okay, Ren?" ask Jen, worried.

"Why do you suddenly want to know? You like Nan?" Instead of answering, Renji instead leaned the blonde girl with questions straight to her point.

"Well! I like it, Nan? Ha-ha-ha." Jen laughs awkwardly at Renji's exact accurate question.

Renji's brows twitched, then placed both of his hands on the table. Looked at Jen after goal until the girl changed her sitting position while folding her arms around her chest.

"He used to love a girl, first love. I don't think Nan has been able to move on from that girl. The proof until this moment is at home," Renji explained before sipping his orange ice again. He observed the change in the look on the face of the girl in front of him. Difficult, he is not a psychologist who can read a person's expression. So, I don't know exactly how Jen felt after hearing the story just now.

"Lu's not kidding anymore, is he?"

"Seriously Jen! If you don't believe it, yes, it's up to you" Renji said before leaving Jen to pay for their order.

"Jen, come!" exclaimed Renji who realized the girl was still sitting awake.