ALYA DIARY
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Alya parked his motorcycle in the teacher's special parking lot, He saw Angga's motorcycle was already there but which he usually guard at the entrance gate this time there is no.

"Mas Angga where."

In Alya's heart while looking to the right and to the left looking for the figure of Angga.

" It looks like he's avoiding me, he's been to the lab straight away."

Alya then passed by and headed straight for the lab.

"Mas Angga is really angry with me."

Alya felt weak body he was sitting in a chair while looking at his phone checking some messages that He had sent to Angga and absolutely nothing was sent.

"Huukk..."

Alya was as much as herself and wiped her tears that did not feel like falling just like that.

"Don't cry here Alya."

He cheers himself.

The entrance bell rang and the students began to enter the lab.

Alya started the day's lessons with a lack of spirit.

Until finally Bel break also reads, he after that there are no more teaching hours he wants to continue the program so that he can immediately complete his script and register for the trial.

Joko comes and sees Alya who is like less excited that day.

"I.."

"Yes, why."

"You're sick."

"No." Alya shook her head.

"Pale your face."

"Capek, sleep deprivation last night completed the program but debug continues."

"Don't be too forced, his body if tired it rested later even fell ill."

"Yes.."

Alya focused back on her laptop, all day long she spent in the lab, out just to go to the bathroom and then pray also he chose to pray in the lab because it will drain his emotions if he meets Angga.

The time to go home has arrived but my father is still focused on his laptop, there are still a lot of problems in the program he is making.

"Huffin..."

Alya sighed and was heard aloud by Joko.

"It's so heavy Al."

"He he he... Dizziness me Ko."

"Have rested first, don't go home."

"Stand ah... My head's dizzy about taking a little break here."

Alya picked up her phone and checked back to see if a message had been sent to Angga.

It turns out that it has not been sent to Angga it is a sign that Angga has not turned on his phone as well until now.

"Where the hell is it."

Alya said in her heart.

Joko actually suspected that Alya today was fighting with Angga, because usually Angga often side with him to the Lab but today not at all, and earlier Joko met Angga also looks lethargic and limp.

"I.."

"Hmmmm. yes."

Alya raised her head that she had just put on the table.

"Go home, if you're tired."

"Yes in a minute."

Alya put her head back on the table while looking down because her head felt dizzy and her eyes felt heavy.

"I didn't know Dad Al first."

"No, I'll go home first."

"Okay, be careful when you go home. Do you make a deal with Mr. Angga."

"No."

Alya shook her head without raising her head still lowered on the table.

Joko got out of the lab and walked to the parking lot.

Before arriving at the parking lot he from afar saw Angga sitting on his motorcycle and observed Alya's motorcycle which was still there.

Joko approached him and pretended not to know.

"Sir Angga."

"Eh, Mr. Joko."

Angga looked back.

"Not yet to return sir."

"In a moment, Mr. Joko is alone."

"Yes, he's usually alone, sir."

Angga asked like that so that Joko would mention Alya.

"Waituin..?"

Joko's tone was actually already heading towards Alya.

"Wait for who sir."

Angga pura - pura do not understand.

"Ah.. Mr. Joko is pretending not to know, it's he's still in the lab pale in the face."

Joko said as he climbed on his bike and immediately put on his helmet.

Angga's expression of taste changed upon hearing Alya's pale face.

"Is he really pale."

In Angga's heart wondered for himself.

"He's sick, am I being too selfish."

Angga looked dreamy while talking to himself in his heart.

"Sir Angga, pity Alya like a lot of burden on his mind."

Joko said before running her motorcycle and left the parking lot.

Angga thought again, with his decision ignoring Alya from yesterday.

"I'm selfish, ignore him. But he also didn't want to understand my feelings, instead putting his friends at risk."

"If he's sick how because of me."

Angga looks restless and starts to feel guilty for ignoring Alya from yesterday because Alya who does not want to play to his house and chooses to play to his friend's house.

Angga then opened his bag and picked up his phone, He pressed the power button and restarted his phone.

Ting....

ting ...

ting's...

Lots of notifications that go into his phone, especially messages and calls from Alya who just entered everything into his phone.

Angga began to read it one by one and now he finds out why Alya went to his friend's house, which Angga initially thought Alya was more concerned about his friends turned out to be wrong, and now he knows why, Alya went there to borrow Silvi's book.

Angga immediately put his phone in his pocket and walked quickly to the lab but before that he bought a drink in the cafeteria.

Angga was still standing at the door of the computer lab, He saw Alya who lowered her head on the table with the laptop still on.

Angga slowly went inside and then took a chair and placed it beside Alya slowly.

Alya still did not realize it because she felt so heavy to open both her eyes let alone she had finished crying and her head felt dizzy.

Still heard a bit of aversion from Alya because he was crying, Angga slowly wanted to touch Alya's head covered by the hijab.

"Darling... This is my dear, wake up, baby."

Angga after rubbing Alya's head that was lowered on the table.

Alya slowly moved her head to the side wanting to see if it was really Angga's voice.

"Dear."

Alya looked at the smiling Angga beside her while rubbing her head.

Alya tried to lift her head and rub the remaining tears on her cheeks but it was clear from both eyes Alya who looks reddened crying.

"You're sick, baby."

Alya shook her head.

"Sorry Alya Mas."

Alya looked down and did not feel her tears fall again.

Angga grabbed Alya's hand and held it.

"Sorry Mas too, I'm selfish to indulge in my own emotions."

"Alya's wrong Mas, sorry Alya."

"Dear, don't cry. It's wrong too."

Angga slowly rubbed Alya's tears with her thumb drenching her smooth cheeks.

"Mas already knows after reading your message. I thought you were there to mess with your friends."

"Alya wants to borrow Mas's book, Alya sent a message to Mas Angga but his HP is dead."

"Sorry Honey."

Angga opened the bottle of drinking a lot he bought earlier and gave it to Alya.

"Drink first sweetheart, your face is pale. I have not eaten yet."

Alya shook her head and took the bottle that was in Angga's hand and downed it.

"Thank You."

"We're looking for food."

Alya nodded her head.

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