Paper Plane For Kyeri
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That annoying Matteo Kyeri used to be my closest friend and he was also my only friend in my life. Do you have any friends with Nadt?

Yeah, I told you from the beginning, I don't have any friends, I don't have any. Even in Junior High was only Kyeri who became my best friend.

Others become friends only if they want to. Because I am a student who is recognized enough in his intelligence in school, I finally can enter the famous Junior High without paying.

That's when all my schoolmates approached me because they they were just using my intelligence.

I don't like being smart, great or a genius. I want to live a normal life like a child in general and here is the role of Kyeri to help me a lot.

"Nat, laper," said Kyeri who had just arrived after finishing playing basketball on the court.

"Yes on?" ask me firmly. Even though I already know what he wants but I still want to ask him.

If you look, Kyeri has a lot of fans at this school. Even in my class Kyeri has a lot of fans. They are willing to bring supplies for Kyeri but Kyeri does not care about it and prefers to ask for my supplies.

"Here," I took out two containers of provisions that I deliberately made myself.

"Cock different?" ask Kyeri.

"It's the same, look at it. I purposely made two so that you're full and can focus on learning later."

"Well, Lo is very good Nat so seneng cave has a friend kayak lo."

Me and Kyeri ate together. It was obvious that my classmates were upset that Kyeri would rather eat with me.

The things they brought were in vain, No. Their supplies were not in vain as the friends who were familiar with Kyeri were many in class.

Finally those who took the provisions, "From in the throw mending for the cave."

"That lo!" the other students.

Kyeri and I were always picked up by our schoolmates because we were always together. Even Kyeri did not hesitate to embrace my shoulder.

"Nat, we go to the field first yuk," asked Kyeri.

"Why?"

"Full cave in the house, there's a cousin cave dateng."

"Who?"

"Anton, again males cave maen same him."

"O Davidah let us go to the tree house."

...~ ⁇ < Tree House > ⁇ ~...

Arriving there, Kyeri and I sang together, performing a song of Unity - Iwan Fals. Although not the background of the sea but the countryside, the atmosphere is still the same.

This freedom does not pass quickly....

I want to always remember this...

My heart is at peace, my soul is at peace beside you...

My heart is at peace my soul is at peace with you...

Prok. prok..

"Huuu, ahahahaha I don't think Ke, if you're good at playing guitar."

"The cave has long studied, but the cave does not want to be seen in front of people because the cave will be the first to be heard singing accompanied by the cave gingit," explained Kyeri.

"Well, thank you Kyeri. I love it, your environment is so smooth to match the tone."

"Ahahaha thank you for Nadta's praise" Kyeri said as she ruffled my hair.

"The cave has something for us and we have to wear it whenever we want" Kyeri continued.

"What's that?"

"Close your eyes first,"

"On the count of three open your eyes, one, two, three."

"Open up" he continued.

"What's this?"

"This is a pendant pin that the cave deliberately made for us and deliberately also made two caves. One for you and one for the cave, how? Lo like?"

"Like to."

I received the gift that Kyeri gave me and I put it in my bag so I don't forget.

When viewed Kyeri's attitude and style like a school bad boy, but in fact Kyeri has a very closed personality. He can welcome anyone who wants to be his friend.

But he always limited his friendship so that the friendship between me and Kyeri was not damaged by the association of children our age.

I don't mind if Kyeri has a lot of friends and has friends who are more familiar than me because that's his life.

But Kyeri doesn't like it that way, he says the life he lives will not be as peaceful as usual and he prefers to be with me always under any circumstances.

It can be said that Kyeri is getting more handsome, it's only natural that he is idolized by schoolgirls. Not infrequently also Kyeri followed by famous students, whether it was in the cafeteria or when he was exercising in the field.

Kyeri and I always sit side by side from SD to Junior High and every day Kyeri's desk is filled with gift boxes from students who like it.

I didn't care about it and I could only see the boxes piled up on her desk until Kyeri came to tidy up on her own.

"Who the hell is this?" emphatically.

I can only raise my shoulders and ignore it. The look of annoyed face was very clear, Kyeri also put away all the gift boxes to his friends.

"Co, Bal, take these boxes!" kyeri's orders.

"Eh for us? Seriously?"

"Just take it all, take it away from the cave."

"Well, thank you, Matt, you're so good hahaha."

After Iqbal, Riko and the other friends took all the gifts, Kyeri could breathe a sigh of relief. Sitting quietly and definitely bothering me.

"Whatis that? Didn't know Nadt lo cave smart picture."

"Ahahaha just a drawing of this boring aja Ke," obviously I remain focused to the picture.

"Soknya boring, try a clay cave. This is a scene that we often see in the field. Crazy lo turns out to be talented too huh Nadta, proud cave hahaha."

"Please this is Lebay,"

"Here's another cave for better."

Kyeri picked up the notebook I was drawing. Kyeri also took the pencil in my hand and he began engraving it into books.

Kyeri drew long enough and I can't see until the result is complete. When I finished, I saw the picture I had drawn was perfect.

A picture of the village from behind the tree house and also there is a paper plane that we often play and there is Kyeri and I in the picture.

The picture I never threw away even I deliberately copied the picture and I put the frame in the two pictures.

The original picture is on me and I put it on the wall to beautify my room, while the other picture I give to Kyeri for memories if someday we part.

No, no. We can't be apart under any circumstances, we have to be together forever because Kyeri has promised me.

Seriate...

..."A farewell is painful, to both sides who have been together a dozen years."...

...-i...