Not last chapter 5

On the way back to class I was still confused especially when I saw their reaction which was only static in one situation.

"Why? Why are they only reacting like that?"

Why do I think they are hiding something?

Do I need to find out?

Ah, I have to see Atif. How did his parents feel when they heard this news? They must be sad.

I was thinking about that…

PANGGG

I felt a strong impact on the back of my head. It hurt until I couldn't feel anything and I collapsed there.

….

I woke up and found myself in the student patient room. I slowly massaged my head, which was still sore.

At that time I saw Thaqif in front of me.

This time his face was emotionless.

Oh no, what happened this time?

" What's wrong with you?" My question to Thaqif.

"I quit school."

Huh?

Second day?

Wow what joke is this?

"What are you doing actually?" My question is back.

"I… I chose to stop."

" Why ? There must be a reason, right?" My question came back as if I couldn't believe the sudden news I just heard now.

"Because I know something."

Something? Why do I feel like something is wrong lately?

"What do you know?" I asked him trying to get some information.

"You don't need to know and I don't want others to know, especially about me."

This time Thaqif really looks different. His feel was cold from earlier. I don't know what disturbed his mind until his attitude also changed.

"Hey what's this?" I tried to persuade him in a good way, speaking softly so that he was impressed. But it failed.

He was silent and did not speak.

"What did you see and what did I not really see?" I asked again.

In fact, his reaction remained the same, he remained silent, did not answer my questions and walked away, leaving me in a daze, not understanding what was going on at the moment. But after a few steps he came back to me. At this moment, I could see the look on his face that turned anxious as he tightly held both of my shoulders.

"What is this?" I asked again.

He glanced down at the floor and took a breath before continuing.

"Please don't trust anyone, even if he is close to you, even if he is friendly with you, please don't trust him. Please don't ever trust him." He explained to me in one breath. The tone is fast and does not stop.

Hey what's up with this?

"I'll go first.'' He spoke in a melancholy tone and released his tight grip on my shoulder.

"Hey, want to play a game?" My question.

"TWO..'' He spoke and left me with a thousand and one questions.

Two?

Why did he choose two?

Actually what has happened?

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I back home. My brother lying on the sofa and I ignored him. I actually managed to see my brother, he was sleeping soundly. Thaqif's words the other day started playing in my mind.

"Do I have to not believe my brother too?"

"You…'' My brother's voice turned to kill my thinking

"Yes?" I answered my brother.

"Have you eaten yet?" He asked me and I just nodded my brother's answer.

"I was waiting for you, I remember you came home. Sorry.'' He said. I know he must have been waiting for me for a long time and I didn't show up, I just hid behind the wall thinking about what had happened.

I sat down opposite my brother. I stared at his face for a long time.

"My brother. '' Call me sad.

"Yes.'' Brother answered.

" Do you trust me?" I asked again.

"Something happened?" He didn't answer me, instead he asked me questions after questions.

"I needs your answer, then I will tell you what happened.''

He was silent for a moment thinking about something.

"I go to bed first.'' I wonder why you have to avoid such a question. It is very difficult to him answer. Otherwise, if I ask about history, he will avoid or not answer.

But…

If this is how your brother reacts..

Should I agree to Thaqif's request?

To not trust my brother too.

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