After He's gone
fifty-six. What is romantic

The long and heavy weeks passed, but were replaced with the closing semester exams that drew closer. Alana is getting lazy going to school. He'd rather skip and go for a day out with Ananta. But he was sure Ananta wouldn't want to so he didn't.

Due to his illness, Ananta has already missed the last race of the year. So all he could do was study for his final exam.

Their activities are still the same. Study in the library. Although Ananta is learning, Alana is only paying attention. He didn't need to do anything for the sake of chores or anything now, so he only took a few novels to read while Ananta was still studying thick books as usual. Alana never cares about grades if you forget. Its existence here is more because it accompanies Ananta alone.

"hmmm so romantic. Not like a shitty guy in the real world who just knows how to learn" Alana said rather loudly on purpose. She read a novel in the romantic genre this time, one of her favorites. The male lead is very sweet, too sweet to exist in the real world. The real thing was only Ananta sitting in front of him right now. Men are rather cold and just know how to learn. Especially if you are focused, Ananta looks a bit annoying and does not care about anything.

Hearing Alana's words that clearly satirize him, Ananta turned his head for a while before going back to read his book again, although his attention was still gushing at Alana now.

"yes, I'm not romantic. Want how else this has been set since birth" said Ananta with eyes fixed focused on the book. He still responds even though he seems to not care.

"You knew? learning is not just about the subject matter at school, but also about how to take someone's heart and that's very important. For that one you still need to learn a lot" said Alana staring Ananta like he was patronizing.

"If you already know how, then you will be very sweet like kai" said Alana again dramatically, just look at her hand holding a book as if she was hugging someone. The character he read was indeed very interesting, to the point that he had finished reading half of the novel in one sitting.

"okay.then I'll make a poem tomorrow. He said poetry is also romantic right." said Ananta who actually only mocked Alana and her delusion. Actually for Ananta, the deeds are clearer than just the words if it's about romantic feelings. Although he has not done much also because of his condition that continues to hurt first. If he could, he wanted to pay more attention to Alana from now on.

Alana pouted at Ananta's reply which impressed the origin. He kicked down the table with the book until the sound of his thump sounded loud.

"hufts. Already, you just put it this way.don't try romantic anymore" he said breathing roughly. Well, Ananta's been set from birth like that. If forced romantic becomes even stranger.

A poem? it was very excessive and made him goosebumps. He could not imagine what else he would call romantic if the first thing he said was poetry.

Ananta put down his book, focusing his attention on Alana completely to the point of making Alana frown. What is he doing now? it's not strange anymore.

"No poetry then." he said rather seriously because his gaze was staring straight into Alana's eyes. That eye contact, Alana's heart was pounding just because in the face just like that.

"what you like, what you want to do, what makes you happy, tell me everything. I'll grant it." he said later. What the hell, Alana is not ready to accept such a sentence right now. Alana hid her face behind the book, as much as possible not showing her face that was wrong and her own smile.

"by the way, you still think I won't get a ranking?" ananta asked after the atmosphere subsided from the butterfly blast just now.

"hmm? still." answered Alana honestly. He is not underestimating. Just realistic.

"seriously?" Ananta showed disappointment on his face. He was not used to being underestimated by Alana, the woman closest to him. Whatever the reason, it feels a little annoying.

"Ananta, how long have you not been in that school? weeks. As long as other students are certainly also pursuing your achievements. So it will be difficult to stay on top, yes." replied Alana tried to explain without making Ananta angry even though clearly Ananta is a bit upset now. Seeing the silent Ananta as soon as he immediately looked for the right word to say.

"it's okay. Don'worry. I still like you even though you're not number one" Alana said spontaneously, so easily Alana turned things around. Well, in the condition of Ananta who was sick, he stayed, let alone just test scores. That doesn't mean anything. With his own value, he doesn't care either.

Ananta was a little angry, but heard Alana say that her emotions evaporated again as if she had never upset him in the least.

"don't forget my gift. I'll charge it if I make it number one." continued Ananta. Alana's words slightly made her change her mind even though her goal remained the same. Now what makes him the spirit of learning is no longer Values or anything, only Alana. He has a debt to make Alana happy until they grow up.

"yes, I'm not like someone who likes to forget his own promises." replied Alana, again insinuating Ananta. His feelings like being betrayed the last time always came back every time he talked about a promise. He will never forget because Ananta himself still repeated it often.

"the man said he would be with me all the time, but he disappeared a lot. Just want to show myself when happy, but I will feel more appreciated if involved in a sad or happy condition" he said expressing emotions. Well, about this should be discussed occasionally, if possible often so that Ananta changed and more think it exists.

"Yes yes.I'm sorry" Alana looks sorry now. From every sentence, he knew clearly that the person Alana was referring to was him. Who else would have such a shitty character if not Ananta.

"Why didn't I tell you it was you." Alana increasingly mocks Ananta who responds to his insinuations.

"i know myself" Ananta replied.

"I'm sorry, next time it won't be that way anymore" he continued. Of course, because if she repeated the same thing again maybe Alana would actually hit her right then and there.

The chat was finished just like that, ended Alana who nodded in satisfaction. After that, they return to their respective activities. Alana and her agenda admire fictional characters, and Ananta learns while smiling meaningfully.