After He's gone
fifty nine. Promises

The days of the test will feel fast, if you do it without burden like alana. All he knew was finish quickly, then order his favorite meal to forget whatever the answer was today. Nor is it worrying about what the outcome will be like. Alana doesn't care.

Those monotonous days were finally over as well. Characterized by the waist-randomized Alana charging an appointment for a walk after the exam.

"Geaaa.. streets." he said as soon as gea, rara and Ananta reached the canteen. His words made Gea massage his temple which suddenly felt dizzy.

This request seems too sudden if asked now. Because the only test that has been completed, not yet the performance and class meeting is also an announcement of grades. Only after much of that process will they have a long holiday.

"Bentang darling. I'm dizzy" he complained.

"it's a promise" said Alana as if she was charging something to her mother. Yeah, let Alana be Gea's big baby now. After all, it is usually Gea who likes to treat him so.

"yes, I said I finished the exam. But later after the class meeting, yes" he said with a rather thinning patience, already as thin as a tissue in for five.

"if I want to camp. It's a long holiday" he said again. He wanted to make many other wonderful memories with these people. So, camping will be a pretty special memory.

"yes. whatever, as long as not now. We still have to rehearse and set the stage for the closing ceremony." Gea replied. Alana herself knows that too, but being childish is fun too. The proof of his request was instantly granted.

"promise!" exclaiming Alana hooked her little finger with Gea.

"hey, you have not disturbed Gea continue to eat" said Ananta fed fried rice, although other intentions also to make Alana silent for a while.

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the next day was busy. Moreover, Arkan, the main coordinator can only control from the ruma all activities carried out. Gea called him many times, as if they were dizzy and had to be dizzy. After all, the idea of the stage still has to be checked as well.

Stage setting is the most busy thing, although the rehearsal of the actors is also equally draining. But for this time all will be assigned to set the stage because the division of duties is still odd. Blame the absence for this. Everyone cannot be regulated if not by him.

Alana prefers to draw the background stage, while Rara arranges flowers and artificial grass. They do it every afternoon after class meetings end. After all, they did not participate much, except Alana who was sent to run between classes. And of course, he won. Really, really busy.

Seeing her friends busy, Ananta also helped her make up, only accompanying Alana who came home later than him. Every now and then, Alana's arms and cheeks were exposed to the gray paint they used. It's not very neat.

"Na.. bentar" said Ananta approached the woman who looked very focused on her work.

Ananta painstakingly removes the paint stain on Alana's face before washing it again with water so that the smell does not sting.

After completely disappearing she dries Alana's cheeks with a tissue, covering them with a cute mask with a picture of an animal.

"already" said Ananta smiled satisfied.if this is Alana so not bemused paint anymore, he thought without realizing Alana who had just been silent. And it's not as usual.

"has continued work again.later can not get a salary" said Ananta joking. Of course they are not paid for this. It's just a feeling of pleasure to be able to work on it together.

"huft was jealous of wanting to have a boyfriend as well" Gea annoyed at seeing these two people being sweet. He had just replaced the task of teaching to give directions for the stage layout before being able to approach his friends who looked relaxed. He was not aware that the god looked at him meaningfully as he spoke rather loudly earlier. Well, that guy was always around him and never got caught though.

Huft, Alana and Ananta on the right side. Gea and the god on the left. Those adorable gestures caught in Rara's eyes all made her sigh violently. From his point of view it all looks and it's both funny and annoying.

Ananta's sensitive attention to small things made him envious, because the person he called a girlfriend would be unlikely to behave like that. As for God, such a gaze was never obtained from the person he said loved him. So envious.

"Hey the flowers are broken!!!" exclaiming Gea who suddenly approached Rara made her shocked. He checked the thing Gea meant, and it was fine.

"what the hell. Not funny" annoyed Rara, no longer being graceful.

"finished, daydreaming. It was a bit messy" Gea pointed at the fake flower in front of Rara, well, it was a bit messy even though it wasn't broken as well.

"wrong you guys anyway, make a scene that disturbs concentration" Rara replied rather high-pitched. It seemed like he was really angry, but it felt somewhat unreasonable. Rara was used to seeing things like this but she was angry more than usual. After all, Rara had never said this loud before. So Alana knew something was wrong with her best friend.

"Ah, I can't control myself now, shit!" he said it again made Alana and Gea realize there was something wrong with Rara. Her friend who often looks graceful does not usually express her feelings with harsh sentences.

"Ra, we'll eat together. Threesome." said Alana mediate. He emphasized the word threesome, because he did not want to involve Ananta in things like this. things about women's feelings should indeed be discussed in threes.

Well, of course, things that make the atmosphere uncomfortable should not be discussed now. All this order is enough to make dizziness so there is no need to add to the murky atmosphere.

They will discuss it later, when things are calmer. For now Gea can only rub Rara's back slowly to calm her down a little, while Alana asks him to smile with her cue that curves upwards. Although Rara did not reply.

Sometimes, those long-held feelings hurt more than the things we can express. If we take it out, the pain is only felt for a while and then after it heals slowly. But if in pendam, the pain will continue to exist until the person who made the wound disappears from his life.