From The Past (English)

My name is Khana, I'm in class XII IPA, at Mahardika High School .. As a student, the main activity is definitely school.

Yep. here I am now, on the fourth floor of the school building to be precise IPA 2. I always come the earliest among the other students. My hobby when I got to class was standing on the edge of the front porch of my class while seeing the other students coming and I also like to see the city view from the top of the building. see towering buildings. see traffic jams here and there. well .. a beautiful capital city landscape in my opinion.

by the way, I haven't introduced my friends. The first one I have a friend whose name is Ajeng, height 160cm, and 80kg, Yep you can imagine what his body looks like. another friend of mine is named Lexa, height 155 cm, weight 39kg, and my only friend is wearing a hijab.

Like in schools in general, there must be one student who stands out for his cool language most wanted hahaha ... at my school there is also the name Raka who is handsome, his height is 170cm athletic. His skin is white, his hobby is playing basketball and is a member of the boxing club at school. if there is a guy who wonted the most wonted there must be a girl who wonted him too .. Yep .. her name is fani, not very tall .. but cute and tiny in my opinion not boring plus her friendly attitude sm everyone adds to her charm.

and who am I ??? I'm just an ordinary child, who has a hobbies that are not clear, sometimes like reading, sometimes like sports, sometimes like cooking .. depending on the mood.

Teng ... Teng ... Teng ...

tap tap tap .. I saw my friends running in the school corridor to their respective classes

I'm still relaxed as the classroom door is in front of my eyes, the maple teacher isn't visible either.

"Oy .." said the Ndut Ajeng, patting my shoulder, the story was really surprising but unfortunately I wasn't surprised.

"Sorry, I'm not surprised, he .." I said with a smile.

"na .. got greetings from Adit .." said Raka suddenly.

"What are you greeting .." I asked ignorantly.

"Good morning greetings, study greetings, or postal greetings" I continued

"Salam longing times .." Raka's mouth answered but with a bowed face.

"Not clear."

not long after my class teacher came in ... yes sir Mahmud, an Islamic religious teacher entered the classroom with a pile of books in his hand, the atmosphere was quite calm and pleasant. so on until the last lesson.

home from school as usual I walked through the sidewalk with my two friends. suddenly there was a car stopped right on the side of the road near the sidewalk i was passing. and I know who owns the car .. raka.

"khana .. got a deposit from Adit." said raka as he pulled out his hand through the car window.

"thank you .." I answered doubtfully and confused. I haven't met Sm Adit for a long time. Anyway, I forgot I haven't had the chance to introduce Adit .. Adit is my middle school friend and my ex-girlfriend even though it's only a year we have a relationship. Adit continues to a different school with me and Raka, for some reason Adit suddenly asked to drop out and chose to change schools. and after that we never had any more communication, until this morning Raka said I got greetings from Adit. Between believe and not actually.

After giving a "deposit" from Adit, Raka immediately went by driving his car.

"I'm confused, since when did Raka want to be ordered by someone, he's his son, cool." said Ajeng, wrinkling his thick eyebrows.

"Heeh, I'm also confused about Raka's attitude lately. So far, he never cares about people, right or not?" said lexa. while I just shrugged not caring.

During the trip to the house, there was only one thing we discussed, namely the attitude of Raka and Adit. and the conversation has no ending and of course there is no conclusion.

***

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I threw the school bag on the bed together with the collapse of my body which felt sore from carrying a bag full of books. I just had my tired eyes closed, the sound of a cock crowing shrilly right beside my ear, wetssss don't think there is a chicken in my room, that's the sound of my cellphone sitting on the bed since this morning for information, I don't like bringing my cellphone to school, it's just annoying in my opinion.

I lazily look at the flat object that sounds loudly ..

"Assalamualaikum, na .." Raka's voice shouted a little from the other side, which in the next second I immediately removed the cellphone from my ear,

"waalaikumsalam .. what's going on? don't you call me" I said casually

"I was only told by Adit, told to make sure it was opened and not deposited from him ??"

"yaelah .. why did it become you who asked not Adit himself, since when did you become Adit's courier?" I replied a little annoyed.

"since today na .. but a special courier only delivers the shipment for you .. hahahh."

"I want you to be ordered by Adit"

"this is a true friend khanaaaa"

"Already ah..I'm really tired .. don't forget to open it, bye khana..assalmualaikum"

"yeahaaa..waalaikumsalam"

I put the cellphone in its original place while getting up from my lazy lay.

'curious' is the only word that crossed my brain at this time, without the slightest suspicion I took the package that was lying beside my school bag.

I circled and I went back and forth, then I kissed, 'what's in it?' without waiting for a long time I opened the package, and I was even more confused after opening the package 'chocolate' ..

-raka POV-

"huhhhh .." I put the cellphone on the bedside table, I really remember the innocent face that made my heart flutter, which made me feel like I always wanted to live another hundred years even if only by looking at his face from a distance.

'khana' that name has always been in my heart since the first time, since the first time I saw him, the feeling that I have always closed neatly in the deepest recesses of my heart until now, say I'm a coward, then I will answer 'yes' it is I am indeed a coward, who chooses to remain silent rather than confess my feelings to him.

check it out

My bedroom door opened, and I already knew who would dare to enter my room without knocking on the door, well he is Adit's brother and also my best friend

"You're daydreaming, bro, daydreaming again?" asked Adit as he approached the bed I was sitting on and patted my shoulder softly. I saw him take a deep breath and throw it away roughly then looked at me.

"Are you still sabotaging my name too?" he asked again and I nodded. "Why don't you just say if you like him?"

"I can't tell, I don't want him to be sad if one day I have to leave him, I also don't want him to feel sorry for me if he knows my situation"

"I really love him Dit, I can't see him sad"

"okay, I understand your feelings, Ka .. bay the way this morning you said you wanted to give something to him, what did you give him?" asked Adit to me

"Chocolate" I replied briefly while looking at Adit.

"hah..serious you .." replied Adit, glaring at me.

"So what?" I asked

"Did you give chocolate to him using my name?" asked Adit, pointing at his nose. and I nodded in response.

"Ouchhhh ..." answered Adit patting his forehead.

"rakaaa ... then what if I meet Khana try, I think I like him, I'm confused about how to behave in front of him?"

"Let's just say that chocolate is from you .. it's easy right?" I replied without guilt.

"haduhhhhh .. Raka" said Adit, ruffling his hair in frustration.

"sorry, sorry" I said

"hah .. yes, don't think about it, now I will take you to the hospital, I will allow you to use my name as long as you still want to do this treatment, and get treatment properly. OK .." the words slid from Adit's mouth. , I know he will not be angry with what I do, and he is the only person who sincerely friends with me and the only brother who really loves me.

I just nodded in response to his words. After changing my clothes, Adit and I went straight to the hospital where I used to be treated and it happened that the hospital belonged to my grandfather.