We Are Together
Twenty-one

"Yes ma'am," Darel and Keysa answered truthfully in a compact manner.

Rika never thought about them both again.

How could they be late?

Were they never too late?

Why are they late today?

Even though they are both students who are famous for their intelligence and have a good-looking face. I don't know if Rika herself doesn't know that. Then Rika closed her eyes for a moment while kneading her temple using her left palm, because her right palm to hold the rattan wood. His head felt pulsating for a moment.

"Now you guys I'm legal, run around the basketball court fifteen times!" Rika gave a steady command with her voice slightly raised and managed to make the ears of Darel and Keysa frown.

Darel cleared his throat slowly. "But ma'am, it was ma— street" Darel attempted to explain in a tone that made as polite as possible.

But the result is nil! His efforts were really in vain because after that Rika immediately glared sharply at him. "No buts, now run fast!" Rika returned with a high tone. To be honest he is a typekal people who do not like to be denied by his own student, oh no!

What else would this be like? The two looked at it for a moment, clearly both of them swore an oath in their hearts. But both of them still put on forced smiles. They both said good morning and thank you. Next Darel immediately pulled Keysa's right wrist before finally deciding to run towards the vast basketball court for mercy.

Keysa spread his views all over the field. Red High School Square looks spacious, on the sides there are long benches that are used to shelter when students are resting. Likewise with a large tree near the bench longhouse— useful to prevent the heat of the sun that stings the body. The field also looks clean—there is no organic or inorganic waste.

Kontan Keysa is grateful in his heart because there are not a handful of students who are playing basketball on the court. Because if there is a sure beautiful face will be flushed like a boiled crab, because it resists embarrassment. The wind blew slowly which made Keysa's long hair fly. He closed his eyes enjoying the rising heat of the sun that stung his smooth skin, Keysa snorted bitterly. The atmosphere seemed silent as the two had not spoken at all upon arriving on the field.

"One more time I'm sorry yes, Key—"

"—My ways, you're late," continued Darel who managed to break the silence.

Keysa turned his head towards Darel. He then smiled that looked sweet in Darel's eyes. "It's not all your fault and stop blaming yourself, okay?"

"Toh, this morning also the streets were jammed, it was natural that we were both late," he continued, laughing.

Darel smiled faintly hearing that.

"Hurry to start running or teacher's mom increase your punishment?" Rika spoke again by raising her voice, trying to make her voice clear. Please note that he is now on the edge of the field— supervises both. Afraid that his two students would escape the punishment he had given earlier.

Kontan Darel and Keysa glared in disbelief, not knowing that they were being watched by Rika back there. The two looked at each other. Keysa brought his body closer to Darel's tall body. "Burik is now watching us, we can not be crushed like gini," Keysa said softly.

Darel looked down at Keysa's brownish-black hair, his hands raised, then he ruffled Keysa's hair in a fit of rage. "Spirit, Key!"

Keysa nodded with a smile showing off his dimples. He did not look angry even though Darel had ruffled his hair. "Lo too, huh?"

It's so hot crazy! Can screech me if later here. Keysa was upset in his heart.

Approximately one hour—both have managed to circle the field of this vast size as much as thirteen times. Just less than twice more. But it seems Keysa has looked exhausted as well as Darel. Kontan Darel immediately invited Keysa to take a short break in a long chair next to which there is a large tree that is very suitable for shelter, even not far from the basketball court.

"Such a crazy bitch!" Keysa said softly as he fanned his face with his palm, hoping his face felt a little cool. But his efforts were in vain. His breathing sounded dull, it was only natural because he ran out of a marathon.

Darel nodded—approved Keysa's words just now.

It seems Rika is no longer on the field. Most likely Rika has gone—maybe now she is in the teacher room? I don't know if both of them don't know that. But it cannot be denied that both are quite happy because they are not supervised by the famous killer school teacher.

Not long after that Darel opened his black backpack, grabbed by his small plain white towel. Not in vain he brought a small towel, because in reality today is very useful. Keep in mind that the faces of both of them have been flooded by sweat that is pouring and continues to drip.

Now, Darel brought his face closer to Keysa, who was seen from the side. Well-favoured. It was that word that suddenly flashed in Darel's mind at this moment. Darel's right hand, which was carrying a small towel, was lifted to wipe the sweat that flooded Keysa's pretty face using his small towel.

While Keysa? He did not know that the distance to Darel was very close. Please note that at this time his eyes are looking straight ahead. Keysa was only stunned when he felt something soft and smooth hit his face. The next second Keysa turned his head to the side. Why did he just realize that Darel was wiping his sweat more and more, huh?

Why did Darel when seen from a close distance his good looks increased many times, huh?

Keysa first broke off his eye contact with Darel. He was wrong, of course. "Eum, I can do it myself, Rel," Keysa said clumsily. She was obviously not feeling well, considering that Darel already had a girlfriend. He shouldn't be around Darel. And don't forget! He could be exhausted if Sherly sees himself and Darel as he is today.

Darel shook his head. "No, let me just," he said, a second later he returned to wipe Keysa's sweat that was still a little.

The break bell had rung a minute ago, it didn't take long for the students to scatter out of their respective classes. They all flocked to leave their classes and ran to the cafeteria, bathroom, library, park, or maybe go to the rooftop? Maybe only a few students are still in the classroom?

Sherly herself looks busy, repeatedly she wails around as if looking for someone. The palm of his right hand he used to hold a bottle of mineral water. He just got out of the canteen. Please note that he is currently looking for his own girlfriend.

Sherly was frustrated. "Where am I?"

Sherly repeatedly breathed her breath with a huff. His face looked very worried. Keep in mind that Sherly is worried because this morning Darel has not given him any news at all—more when he visited the class Darel— his girlfriend was not there, when he asked his friend Darel— his friend said that Darel had not come.

There's still a place I haven't come to, which is the basketball court. Sherly is in the heart.

Sherly immediately swung her legs to run small towards the basketball court. Many pairs of eyes were fixed on him—sadly Sherly did not care about it, given that his goal now is to find the whereabouts of his girlfriend who went nowhere. After arriving at the edge of the field, Sherly immediately circulated her gaze. Suddenly his eyeballs were glued to two people sitting side by side.

Babe and Keysa?

Sherly's smile faded when she saw her boyfriend being alone with other girls, besides himself. His heart felt sliced—lantas his hands clenched just like that. Honestly, Sherly is very unwilling when her boyfriend is close to another girl? Shortly after, Sherly walked closer to Darel.

"Babe, why are you so dry like this, huh?" Sherly asked with a face that looked very curious.