Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 42. Don't-don't... Ngever?

Here they are, on the rooftop of their three school building. Arkan, Rafan and Kevin sit in a circle with Raini, Dinda and Bening. As per Arkan's message, they were all gathered there after lunch, of course during the break.

"So, Silva why, Ar?" asked Raini who looked worried.

Arkan looked up, looking straight at all of them who were waiting for him, telling him with an obvious anxious raut. This is related to one of them. Silva is their best and most reliable friend. Among the girls, Silva was the least noisy. It is precisely he who mediates if they are at odds. So, here Silva's position is quite important.

Arkan breathed a long breath. He tried to strengthen his heart to start telling stories.

"So gini, eum... Actually, Silva..."

Arkan explains what happened to them without anything to cover up. They are all no exception Rafan put on a face of surprise and concern. They were very sad to hear the bad news that their two best friends had just experienced.

"So, how's Silva doing now?" ask Bening with reddened eyes. Maybe he was holding back a cry.

"He was in a mess after that. Especially when the first day we moved to my apartment, he did not want to see my face at all. He cried and said he hated me many times" explained Arkan with a chest that felt pained because he remembered the incident.

"But no matter how much Silva hates me, he still accepts my embrace despite the turbulence. That means, he needs a backrest, right? Silva is fragile. So, I took him to my apartment first until our parents were not angry anymore. Because I don't want to see Silva sad to see the disappointed face of his parents. So, you guys help me. No one's leaking Silva's whereabouts in my apartment. And anyway you guys just calm down, I can take care of this all by myself. You do not need to interfere, if you want to see Silva, then yes. It is still unstable. Give me another week to tell you the trauma."

Everyone nodded in understanding. Bening had wiped his tears many times. He was very concerned about the fate of his friend.

While everyone was deep in their empathy for Silva, Kevin showed a sharp look.

"But I'm not sure if Silva went to the place himself. Someone must have been tracking him. You know for yourself, don't you think Silva is how?"

They all nodded in agreement responding to Kevin's suspicions.

"Who do you think, Vin?" rafan asked, looking at Kevin for an answer.

"It seems to me that the culprit is the one who knows where Silva is at the club' and who photographed Arkan as Silva" Kevin replied with confidence.

"So, do you think they're the same person?" dinda asked with a sharp look directed at Kevin.

"Yes" said Kevin briefly.

"Where did you get that belief?" ask Dinda again.

"Feeling is hehe." Instantly Kevin's serious countenance vanished, changing with a wide grin. Make everyone there cheer him up. Even Raini who was next to him immediately shook Kevin's head.

"But I agree with Kevin" said Rafan withdrawing their attention.

"Why?"

"Because Silva can't come to the club alone. Someone must have taken him there with all kinds of persuasions. There he was invited to drink sampe teler. The perpetrator keeps in contact with Arkan when Silva is brought in the same om-om. After Arkan came to rescue Silva, Arkan was trapped until he passed out and they managed to make Arkan's situation as if Arkan who had been cheating was the same Silva," explained Rafan at length.

"But it could be Silva coming there with someone else who has already sincerized Silva and the person who photographed you guys benefiting the situation for his evil intentions that you want to destroy," dinda reveals her theory.

"So, you think the culprit is..."

Silva is a hobby of reading, especially fantasy-romance novels like those found on bookshelves in Arkan apartments. There are several genres of books, but most are fantasy-romance.

During the month he lived here, he had never read the novels. Just daydreaming and lamenting his fate. Silva thinks it's enough for him to condemn Arkan's depraved deeds. No matter how time goes on, he must continue to live his life. No way, it will continue like this.

Silva stood up and walked down a shelf full of books. One novel entitled "A Bad Pair of Fairy" caught his attention. He finished the novel and was taken to bed and then he began to drift in the storyline.

The novel tells the story of a pair of fairies who have committed major violations during the important day of the fairy nation. Both of them must be relegated to the human world. Be separated and have to live life by doing ten virtues without strength.

It was actually not wrong for the fairies to have such a special relationship. However, they should not leave obligations. Moreover, to the point of defiling the name of true love which for them is sacred. So the fairy queen gave them punishment. It becomes human.

Silva loved the plot of the novel. Until he did not realize that he had read the novel for six hours, until at least leaving a few more chapters to the ending. He only realized when his stomach felt rumbling. So, right now Silva is heading to the kitchen to cook noodles. Yeah, what else? There's just instant noodles. He wished Arkan to go home and bring him food. But, surely it's impossible. Arkan has to work part-time every time he goes home from school. Come on, eating noodles again he doesn't feel too bad.

"That's a story, until I didn't realize it was past lunch time" he murmured while boiling water.

"But come to think of it, the two fairies are like the two of us. I'm the same with Arkan. We made a mistake even though it was only intentional by one side. He was kicked out of the house and had to fight to survive. Until our parents forgive their children. I don't know when they'll soften. But, I hope soon. I miss the mother's cooking. Although rarely cooked, but every father is in the house - the automatic mother is also in the house - definitely always cooking. And the cuisine is always better than the cuisine of any restaurant." Silva chuckled after saying a pretty cheesy sentence to him.

Once ripe, Silva moved the boiled noodles to a bowl and then seasoned them. Now it's time for lunch! However, when he put in a mouthful of boiled noodles, something inside his stomach seemed to want to break out. Silva immediately ran to the sink and tried to get it out.

The kitchen was instantly filled with the sound of Silva repeatedly trying to spit out his entrails. But, it was always just clear liquid coming out. While his stomach is like being stirred. As if pushing his stomach out.

A few minutes later, his stomach was no longer nauseous. Silva was able to catch his breath while leaning his body against the wall of the sink. Once enough was done, he returned to the dining table. That boiled noodles look tempting, somehow now so no taste. He wanted other foods to buy outside.

"Ck, why suddenly kepengen eat Mang Ujang porridge anyway?" he muttered while touching the stomach. Mang Ujang porridge is his favorite porridge which is close to the school. The porridge that Arkan had brought for him.

In the middle of his daydream about Mang Ujang porridge, there was the sound of a bell on the apartment door. Silva immediately ran over to see who was coming. He hopes it's Arkan. But, if Arkan why not just go in?

Silva opened the door and was immediately greeted by his best friends. Yes, that's his best friends. After being satisfied hugging, the girls released Silva's body with teary eyes.

Silva can see it. He tried not to cry in front of them. He must be strong so that they are also strong and can continue to encourage him.

"Hi, Va!" rafan turned Silva's attention to two of Arkan's best friends.

"Hi, Fan! Hi, Vin! Thank you for coming here" Silva looked back at them all.

"Yes, you're welcome, Va. Here, we bring you Mang Ujang porridge. Your favorite porridge, right?" kevin answered and then showed a large seplastik containing many servings of porridge.

"Well, I happen to be eating Mang Ujang porridge again. Yes, come in!" silva said with sparkling eyes.

Leave a question in the minds of each of them. Evident from their mutual views. It was as if conveying their unexpected guesses happened with a gaze.

'Don't Silva have a cravings?'

...Seriate......

Well, if so, how about it?😲