Secrets & Prejudice = Keep it secret, you will hurt
eight lost.

Ananta must have come home feeling unsettled that night. She didn't seem to know about the fact that the beautiful teacher was planning to go abroad with her boyfriend, because after hearing my statement she was desperate for something.

The next day he was still in the same condition as last night. Still lethargic like not eating for days. I'm still watching him from afar, because somehow I made him that way. Because of the news that I gave him so as not to have the spirit of life.

After getting into the classroom, the gossip really circulated. Everybody knows it. All my classmates were talking about the same topic. The language teacher was our favorite. She is beautiful, kind, and friendly. A lot of people will lose out if the breakup actually happens. Moreover, we have rarely met him these few days, as if to say that the news is true.

We secretly smiled happily as Bu Lita walked into the classroom the next hour. We foster hope to dismiss the news that has been circulating like rejecting the reality that is clear in plain sight.

“Bu Lita's. Want to move to America??” said Arga who finally said it. All the students in this class must have had similar questions in their heads. We waited anxiously, the teacher was silent for a long while before replying as if he himself was considering something in his mind.

“ehmm, about that, I still think. There is no definite decision yet for the mother herself, but whatever it is, hopefully it is the best decision for the mother and you. Classes today, though, good day” said Bu Lita briefly he immediately diverted our attention with materials that I did not pay attention to at all because in our heads there are still many questions that ended up unanswered. Until the class ended the teacher did not give a definite answer, he immediately left the class before being asked similar questions again.

“Yahh don't go ma'am…. Here alone taught us” the whining was thrown some children. Mutually simple to the point that the sentence does not sound clear.

Along with Bu Lita coming out of the class, the break time began. Ananta was just silent, his face looked completely unperturbed. It is still in cold mode as usual. But I had noticed Ananta's hand clenching involuntarily. I know clearly, she's not really okay right now.

My mind seemed justified when he suddenly got up and sauntered away. I followed him to (probably) prevent bad things from happening. From his expression I knew most likely he would cause trouble.

He chased Bu Lita into his office he must have had a lot to talk about with the woman so I let him. Who knows, this is his last chance to talk.

I'm still trailing behind him. But when we got to the stairs, a man preceded him. God, I recognize that guy, the guy in the picture. I must prevent them from meeting.

Bu Lita first saw the man before Ananta arrived. The pretty teacher seemed to want to run away immediately because I saw the man holding him back to turn around and look at him.

“Lita... listen to me first, don't go.” Said the man. His hand clasped Bu Lita's arm tightly forcing Bu Lita to stop turning her back.

“Bu Lita...” said Ananta stammered like a fool who only sees in the distance. It reminds me of a few days ago when I was in the same position as Ananta.

After seeing Ananta, the teacher took off her boyfriend's hand which was still holding her tightly. He was still well aware that he could not look like that in front of his student.

“Ehm, sorry mom. Ananta was lost while looking for me.” I interrupted in the midst of them. I tried to save Ananta from a very unpleasant atmosphere. With this position alone it is clear that Ananta is on the losing side.

“Ananta let's go” said I resuscitated him, and pulled his stiff body to immediately go from the bad atmosphere he created. We turned down the stairs. Silence each other to make the atmosphere very awkward.

“You already know that he is the one” he said repeating the fact, about the girlfriend of Bu Lita earlier.

“Hmm” I replied briefly imitating his style. Um, I'm not mocking him, I really don't know what to say in this situation. He watched me for a moment, looking like he was thinking about something.

“What is he handsome?” ask without further ado. But from the look on his face I saw a clear feeling of inferiority. Sucks. You can't think badly of yourself.

“Bu Lita's boyfriend?” I asked to make sure, he nodded blankly.

“ganteng...” I replied honestly. After that he walked away from me like he always did. Maybe I made him angry. Of course, who likes to be compared to the one who beats her in terms of women, um women.

“I helped you earlier don't get mad at me” I said, trying to keep him from getting mad at me. I've been told to know. He just nodded slowly, I still followed behind him. What's better, from the way he walks I know that he must be mad at me. He is not good at hiding feelings.

“instead, you have to forgive me for what happened tomorrow” I replied still trying to equalize with him which was like walking even faster. He ignored me. I don't know if he heard it or not. What matters is that I said it. Just be careful if he gets angry again tomorrow.

“Ananta.." call me again. He still walked in front of me. I took quick steps to get closer. I have to say it or it will bother me.

"you're more handsome” my remark finally made him stop. And now, it was me who walked quickly ahead of him while throwing a faint smile. Well, I can't let him feel low. He's special to me, just so you know.

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