
They were all confused as to why these two people could get sick and sneeze at the same time.
Weva who was busy rubbing her nose with the tissue raised her gaze until the movement of her hand stopped after realizing that everyone was staring at her.
Weva gulped his saliva. He was so nervous to get a serious look from the rest of the class. Weva turned to look at Ken who was also the center of attention. Ken stared at Weva, who made him bow. I feel ashamed to look like this.
"You two seem to be sick?"
The class residents simultaneously looked at Mr. Ahmad.
"If you keep sneezing like this you'll bother the other friends."
The still silent Weva glanced at Ken who looked down there. Weva doesn't understand what Ken's thinking right now.
"Please go to the UKS for a break!" said Mr. Ahmad.
"No need, sir. I'm here," Ken refused.
Wiwi touched Weva's shoulder which he had noticed so limp.
"Wevs! Go to the UKS! It's like it hurts, huh."
Weva did not answer. It is true what Wiwi said. Breathing is so exhausting.
Wiwi touched Weva's bangs gently, tidying up her best friend's hair which looked messy after laying her head on the bag.
"Udah! Go to the UKS, yeah! Want me to go to Temenin?"
Weva smiled for a moment.
"No need. Let Weva do it alone."
Weva got up from the chair and slowly stepped her feet making everyone look back at her.
"Pure to UKS, sir."
"Yes, please!"
"Thank you, sir."
Weva stepped out of the class making Ken think. He refused to go to the UKS because he wanted to stay in class to see Weva, but Weva instead went alone.
Ken is afraid that Weva's health is deteriorating and that Weva might faint.
"All right, let's continue the lesson"
"Sir!" cut Ken made Ahmad's speech stop.
"I'm licensed to the UKS, sir!"
Everyone stared in wonder. Ken could change his mind in just a quick moment.
"Em, would you like to take me?"
The question made the whole class stare in confusion. Just this time there is a teacher who offers himself to accompany his students to go to the UKS.
To be honest in this class, no one knows if Ken is the son of Mr. Ahmad until the confusion they feel when Mr. Ahmad says it.
"No, sir," replied Ken.
He smiled for a moment and then stepped out of the classroom followed by dozens of pairs of eyes.
Ken ran after Weva who stepped so slowly. She sneezes occasionally while covering her nose with tissue.
"Yes!" ken shouted making the fat girl turn her head.
"Ken?"
Ken smiled.
"Lo's sick too?"
"Yes," Weva replied while nodding.
"Lo drink warm water, right up to the house?"
"Drink, really. Weva's first time playing water."
Ken nodded. Her smile faded slowly after seeing Weva who touched her head with a grimacing face enduring the pain.
"Wevs! Lo why?"
Weva opened her eyes to look at Ken who was shaking hands intending to touch her shoulder.
"Head Weva is sick."
"Yes, let's go in!"
Weva. This time according to. If only Weva's head was not sick maybe he did not want to leave the hours of study Mr. Ahmad.
Weva turned to look at Ken's hand that touched his shoulder gently and led him down the path. Weva looked up at the face of Ken who was not looking down on him.
Ken helped Weva to lie on top of the gurney after they had been inside the UKS room.
After laying Weva down, Ken stepped hastily close to the P3K closet. He opened it, moving his head trying to see what was inside.
Ken stepped left and right making Weva who was lying on top of the gurney was only able to see.
"This is what keeps the UKS where, anyway?"
Ken shoring up the waist. He was silent for a moment staring at the whole room.
"Who are you looking for, anyway?"
Ken did not answer. He stepped back into the P3K closet and grabbed the compress and stepped closer to Weva.
Ken placed the compress onto Weva's forehead who was only able to be silent with his confused face.
"Lo's still dizzy, isn't he?"
"If you don't feel dizzy, but if you stand Weva feels dizzy."
"Yes, already. If you don't go anywhere, yes!"
Weva. He doesn't want to talk much. Ken is now suddenly silent to make the fat girl also silent. Ken moved his hand intending to stroke Weva's hair, but it was held back when someone stepped in.
"Mr!"
"Kneken! This is your scarf, sir" said Ahmad who stepped in.
"Well, why didn't Keken come to bed?"
"Ken-"
"Let's get laid! It's not just one bed here, but there are many," he asked while patting the gurney surface making Ken only able to comply.
Ken laid his body on top of the gurney while Ahmad put the scarf around Ken's neck.
"Weva! You're okay, right?"
"It's okay, sir."
Mr. Ahmad nodded.
"Where did you two go, last night until you got sick like this?"
That question made Weva and Ken look at each other. Do they have to be honest.
"Guva-"
"We're just walking around the night market" Ken said.
"But why can fever and flu be like this? It rained last night, didn't it?"
Both are silent now. This time Ken didn't know what to answer.
"Sir!"
The three turned their heads to look at the standing student while holding the door algae.
"I'm sorry, sir. You're called Yungmi's mother."
"Well what do you do?"
"Say there's a meeting."
Ahmad stared at the clock in his hand. He just remembered if they had a meeting for the Olympics.
"Oh, yes. You just remembered. Yes, you've left first, yes Keken."
Ken nodded. His two eyes were now staring at his Father who was stepping out of the room.
Just as the door was closed, Ken immediately got up from the gurney. He removed the scarf from her neck and wrapped it around Weva's neck.
"Who? How did Ken put his scarf on Weva?"
"Udah is okay. I've been lightening up, so I don't need a scarf."
"But-"
"Udah then! Why, anyway just talking?"
Weva suddenly shut up a thousand languages. Ken went back to scolding her.
"Review lo, yes if you loose!" Show it in a threatening tone.
In the same place exactly in front of the UKS room was seen Mr. Ahmad who was now smiling thinly after peeking to see Ken who gave his scarf to Weva.
He never saw Ken do this sweet thing to a girl. Ken has never had a girlfriend and this time Weva is the only one.
He also never saw Ken as such but only to his mother. Weva seems different and it seems like someone is in love here.