Fall In Love's
Episode 7's

Kurindu, someone's behind

This paper plane fold.

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The mentari shines brightly. The light was stinging, but the clock still showed at nine in the morning. That means twenty more minutes, the break bell will ring.

On a bench near the locker. Excel is sitting alone, carrying a thick book.

Breathing out of Excel mouth several times. The guy looks riled up, his eyes are always looking right and left, like waiting for someone.

Well, Excel's waiting for a poem to be delivered on a paper plane. A day without reading this. Makes Excel's heart feel the throb. In addition, the existence of Excel here also wants to know who is behind the paper plane?

"Don't you sit here alone?"

Excel looked up, looking at Derka who was standing before him. Then, the guy sat down next to Excel. While leaning his head against the wall.

Know, Derka her name. Journalistic child, as well as his friend Excel. These guys, who are calm, prefer to spend time in the journalistic room just to check the delivery of poetry or stories. In addition, Derka is also responsible for the content of mading in school. So, if any student wants to send his work, they must deposit it to Derka before it is taped in the mading.

Okay, let's go back to the initial topic.

"Gue from the perpus, keep relaxing here," said Excel casually.

Derka answered with a lot of ria.

"The journalistic room is quiet, if there is no cute class adek that nyetor his work to me," confided Derka, pouring out his boredom.

Excel eyebrows are raised. "Whose class do you mean?" tanyakanya.

"Obviously, eleventh-graders. Imelda, her name," replied Derka, twitching the base bone of her nose.

"Gue likes to read his work, really. Moreover, the content of the poem he made as if to code someone," explained Derka.

Excel was silent to listen, somehow the name was not foreign to him. Excel tries to remember, who is Imelda? Then, his mind was reminded of a girl.

Imel? The girl I helped last night? Inner Excel guess.

For a moment Excel realized something he had just caught. Her heart felt that Imelda had something to do with the mysterious paper plane that was always inside her locker. Moreover, Derka said that the girl also always sent her work to the mading.

If it was Imelda who did that, Excel would have met her soon enough. However, why did he think it was Imelda? It could have been someone else.

To ensure this, Excel intends to see the work made by Imelda. "Der, I can tell you what works he usually deposited on elo."

Derka's forehead shriveled, staring at Excel in surprise. "Make what?"

Excel grunting. "Because I want to know the initials of the name he uses in his works."

Derka squinted her eyes, and looked at Excel's request, then momentarily Derka nodded.

Excel's face immediately sparkled, but the pleasure he hid behind his cool face. He must behave appropriately, so that Derka does not suspect.

Eventually the two of them headed straight for the journalism room. Excel hoped that what he thought was wrong. Arriving in the journalistic room. Derka instantly retrieves the file Excel intended.

"Now, the data you want." Derka gave me the map.

Excel accepts it, and opens it immediately. His eyes examined every data from Imel.However, when Excel read Imel's pen name, Excel's eyes immediately widened.

i.m-m

It was the pen name that Imel used. Excel shook his head in disbelief. He still thought that this was just an accident.

"Bro, you okay?" tanya Derka touches Excel's shoulder.

Excel put the map back, and glanced at Derka. "Gue okay, I'm."

"thanks, yes, I'm going to go back first," said Excel suddenly.

derka's eyebrows raised one, staring in wonder at her friend. "okay, deh. I want to go back too."

Finally, the two of them together came out of the journalistic room. And walk towards the parking lot.

Excel is still clinging to question after question colliding with each other in his brain, however, the one that stuck is, Imel's necklace that was accidentally carried away by him. when Excel saw the necklace, the necklace was, why is it so familiar to him?

The necklace with the goose-shaped pendant, as if Excel had seen it. but where was it? this is also a puzzle for him, besides, finding who someone is behind this paper plane.