
"Udah do not need to be worried, I'm used to this" saw the sincerity of Cemal made Salun did not have the heart to inhabit it, heard the answer from him the man nodded slowly while putting chicken noodles in his mouth.
Salun began to eat his meatballs, sweat soaked the girl's forehead, repeatedly he cleaned it with a tishu but continued to get wet and wet again.
"Sal, if not strong spicy already brenti aja, I pesenin the other" said Cemal with a worried tone.
"Oh, I'm used to this, you just now know my appetite" replied the girl after sipping her order lemon juice to the toilet.
Cemal immediately finished his meal and put his fork and spoon into the empty bowl of the rest of his meal, "gue was just afraid of why-not Sal" he murmured in his heart.
"Gaes, you have not eaten it yet, if we have gone to class aja yok" asked Salun to his six friends who still eat their food.
"Sal, you eat it very thinly kayak in pursuit of the devil, see that we are not finished" replied Dyah no less loud with his best friend who he just worked it.
"Loe who ate it mellet, yes already that I went to class first" Salun chose to leave them because he did not want to be a victim of their mischief again.
Stepping slowly towards the classroom, passing through the corridor that still looks lonely, there are some students who sit in front of their class while holding a textbook, according to the girl they are the types of diligent children, they are, not like him.
"Sal, can I go with you to class?"
Salun was shocked when she found Cemal after standing next to her, trying to align her footsteps with her own.
"Don't tell me you've been told to tell them again, if you're careful" he said with firmness.
"No, this is my will, anyways watch them eat, like a mosquito" replied Cemal with a straight forward look.
"Okay then" Salun said briefly.
"Where's Sal from?" A man stood leaning against the wall holding a textbook, staring fixedly at Salun and Cemal.
"Gue abis from the canteen, why?" Salun stopped his steps, and with Cemal, he became a listener to the conversation.
"Didn't go home for a long time, didn't you miss it?" Asked the man again, he glanced at Cemal at a glance, "who he is, looks like a new child" he asked inwardly.
"Yes, how is it, not kangen but know myself I am busy" rolled his eyes lazy.
"What a busy busier, a busy whatever, mama nanyain loe continues" the man did not believe the answer made by the girl.
"Yes, I'll be there sometime, but not today, I'm going to class first, bay" the girl stepped up after waving her hand at the man.
"Sal, who was that guy?" Cemal asked himself.
*****
"It looks like Salun is not okay, his face looks pale" muttered softly Fawaid as he looked at Salun and Cemal's back who were getting away.
Fawaid is Salun's cousin, Salun's father and Fawaid's late father are brothers, Fawaid's father is three years younger than Salun's father, but no one knows his age, fawaid's father died two years ago from asthma, just like Salun's father who also had a history of asthma.
Fortunately Fawaid did not have the same disease as his father, but Salun who had the disease, sometimes if too soybean asthma it immediately relapsed, therefore Fawaid often worried about the condition of his cousin's sister, especially now he lives alone.
"It's better tonight I come with him, but if he wants to be invited at home anyway papa, let me ask first" continued the man who is currently sitting in the third grade of High School, yes Fawaid is currently nineteen years old, soon he will graduate High School, soon he will graduate High School, unlike the Salun who just set foot on the High School bench.
"Zahra" Fawaid sees a group of students about to cross him, as he sees Zahra, whom he learns is Salun's best friend.
"Oh yes, what's wrong, it's impossible if the brother is the same as me, hehehe" Zahra began to issue his flirtatious style, let alone see the Fawaid who is getting more handsome, more and more handsome, moreover, she is the head of OSIS and is the target of every girl in the school.
Zahra felt very lucky to be close to Fawaid even though she was only close as a friend of her cousin's sister.
"Ck, I want to talk to you both" replied Fawaid with a cold face.
Hearing Fawaid's reply, Zahra gnashed her eyes several times, still unable to believe that a guy as handsome as Fawaid wanted to speak seriously to her.
"Yes already Ra, loe temenin first brother Ketos, we first go to class, keep janglaya ya" janda Dyah to make everyone who was there giggle amused.
"Yes already brother, we first, nitip Zahra yes, if naughty pintle aja earnya" said Fatih before stepping away from two people of different types.
"Well you say what, brother, if you want to shoot me the romantic little brother is not here, we go to the park aja yuk" Zahra said confidently, making the man shake his head slowly, but he knew that the girl in front of him did like to joke.
"Lo's last father was at Salun's house?" Fawaid asked without making small talk.
"Oh that, last night I did not nginep there brother because there is a family event, but yesterday night I was still there, why brother?" The girl again asked a question.
"Salun is fine, isn't she complaining about anything?" Fawaid looks worried.
"Em, there's no sis, but you know for yourself that Salun won't tell you while she's still holding everything back, but I see she seems to be fine" Zahra tried to calm the man down.
"But I saw him pale, but hopefully that's just my gut feeling" murmured softly Fawaid.
"Yes, sister, I hope he's all right, let me see him tonight brother" Zahra clearly saw the worried look of Fawaid's face.
"Zahraaaa, Brother Fawaid, please Salun" cried Dyah from the door of the first grade of High School, making the two men immediately turn their heads and immediately run towards the girl.