Secrets & Prejudice = Keep it secret, you will hurt
five other people

After being together for such a long time, I always knew when the times when he changed. Become more indifferent, or even become someone else. I used to be able to understand, but this time, I really didn't understand Ananta at all when it happened. I don't even know when it started.

I know we still go to school together, go home together, sometimes we have dinner together like yesterday. Until I didn't realize there were things that changed in Ananta's heart. Like now, I looked at her face, but it felt like we were in a different place. He's not here.

“Ananta, borrow Math PR!” call me, today there's a math hour this afternoon, and I can guess I'm too dizzy working on it to the point of giving up and not wanting to do it again. I'd like to copy Ananta's answer. Having a smart friend is one of the functions for this...

“hmmm, grab yourself” he said without even turning his head. Her point of view was still focused on our classroom doors. I don't know what he was waiting for showed up there. I searched myself into his bag so it took me some time to find it because the contents of Ananta's bag were too dense so it was difficult to take out one of his books.

“Ananta!!” this time I just wanted to make him look at me. And, I could have sworn I saw her smile so sweetly that day. However, it was still with eyes staring straight out the door, not at me.

Stupidly, I was too focused on seeing her smile so I could not see what made her smile so. When I finally turned to follow his gaze I saw nothing there. Did he just see a ghost? but why even smile? you weird ananta.

“Ananta!!” I called him again. Ananta who was conscious from his daydream finally faced towards me. I looked at him with horror, he could definitely see ghosts.

“that's been met. The copy will go straight back to the place again” he said pointing to the black-bound book in my hand. I finally left him to hurriedly write the same answer in my own book. Ananta serem too.

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The break hours begin. I approached Shinta. Strange indeed, I like to be friends with this bad boy because he often talks about Ananta. He told me as if he knew more about Ananta than I did.

Sometimes it irritates me, but more often I ask him to tell me more because surprisingly he has another point of view about Ananta that I do not know. He was a good observer.

“Shinta” call me, I ate alone with him in the cafeteria. Ananta always disappeared first so I never saw him during the break. It seems he didn't eat either because I never saw him in the cafeteria or brought supplies. His family was complicated so there was no way he could bring home cooking to school.

“why?” Shinta is still eating her snack crumbs, this kid is weird. He doesn't eat rice at rest, it's very unhealthy. Maybe that's one of the reasons it's small and looks frail.

“It looks like Ananta can see the ghost of deh”, I said with Shinta's loud laughter. I guess, she definitely doesn't believe me. I who did not understand the meaning of his laughter could only throw a questioning gaze.

“basic! you are stupid or insensitive.” shinta still laughs loudly, without answering my previous words. But I am serious. It must be scary that Ananta is really indigo.

“why did you think so?” he asked after his laughter died down.

“She smiled to herself while looking at the classroom door! so strange” said I still with a serious expression. He did not see for himself so he did not believe.

“I don't see anyone” I say once again with confidence.

“or... did not have time to see the person. because I already know who the person is for a long time.” said Shinta, and instantly I regret talking about this with Shinta. He always mocked me, and from the way he teased me I guess he also knew that I liked Ananta.

After my conversation with Shinta, I observed Ananta again while in the classroom. There was nothing special, as usual, he didn't smile much. Just occasionally talking nonsense with his male friends. He stared coldly at the entire class until lazy people interacted with him. I shook my head slowly seeing his extremely environmentally unfriendly behavior.

However, I could hardly believe it when I saw him smile thinly during the language class. I don't remember if he liked language classes. She was as she liked it to make him smile so sweetly?

I didn't see anything change except the arrival of the beautiful teacher who taught in our class. The classroom atmosphere was even silent as he smiled happily, Nothing funny or anything. What I saw made a strange suspicion appear in my mind. Bad thoughts that I immediately brushed away. Things like this can't happen. Ananta's not that kind of person, I'm sure.

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The next hour of rest I regretted a little because I decided to follow Ananta. He went into the teacher's room. So I just stood clumsily in front of the door as I passed by the strange staring teachers.

I have no reason to go into the teacher's room right now. But I still want to follow him inside. Confused, I finally chose to consult with a math teacher to be able to eavesdrop on their conversation. I took a seat opposite Nanta, so now we're turning our backs on each other.

“why your essay task is still empty. I'm asking you to write, not draw.” Angry Bu Lita while showing Nanta's task sheet which contains a sketch. I frowned to see it more clearly. And I think the sketch is very similar to that of Bu Lita. There's a little writing underneath, but I can't read it because it's too small

“because in my opinion. This picture is enough to summarize all the words I want to write”. I didn't expect Nanta to say something that sounded like an adult like this. He's like, someone else.

“So Lana... How do you want to take extra classes to improve your grades?” mr. Andi asked for my attention after I ignored the math teacher for a long time to eavesdrop. Honestly, I didn't hear her words at all. But when I peeked again, I saw Ananta who seemed to have finished talking to Bu Lita.

“ah, no sir. I studied alone with Nanta.” I said in a hurry to leave before Nanta realized my presence. I walked towards the cafeteria once again looking for Shinta. Why does everything I see lead to my worst suspicions anyway.

“so, how?” shinta said as we met. She must have read my face like I just saw a ghost. Another with my expression he just smiled as if he had guessed everything

“you lied to me. She must not be the person I think of” I said in a panic. Shinta just shrugged her shoulders without answering me. From his expression he seemed to confirm my bad thoughts.

Nanta... Is this your secret? my face must be paled now. It's totally beyond my expectations. But I still choose not to believe what I just saw. There's another possibility, for sure.

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