KEY, The Heart that Is Wounded
KHYT 1 Pretending to be Happy

Key, The Injured Heart (1)

The school's disperse sign bell has rung. The students began to collect their exam papers. Today is the first day of the graduation exam.

" Come on kids, quickly gather up. I count to ten. If it's too late, you know the risk" Ms. Marta multimatum.

The math teacher is famous as a killer teacher whose threat is not a mere bluff.

Not wanting to be late to gather up to the effect on their grades, all the disciples immediately gathered without exception.

" Are you sure of the result, Key?" asked Ms. Marta and was only answered with a smile.

Bu Marta read at a glance the answers of her students who are famous for not standing out in that academic.

" It's okay, what matters is the results of your own efforts" Ms. Marta smiled.

" Yes, Mom."

Ms. Marta is firm but she appreciates honesty. The small value of the results of your own efforts is better than the results of cheating.

" I'm going home. Good day," Key kissed Marta's hand without saying hello because Marta had a different faith.

" Good Day,"

Key walked out of the classroom, whispering his classmates faintly.

Key that can pass it is already profitable right? Brain mediocre.

He only has the advantage in his looks. Pretty, but B0DOH.

Laughter accompanied their conversation.

Key who heard the words of his friend just tried to keep smiling regardless of their words.

But the truth is so. If he used to be hurt, now his heart is too immune. It's like the same wound didn't make him sick. He's numb already.

" Y!!,"

" Noisy, Deeva." Key rubbed his ears.

" Hehe, you've been called silent." Adeeva pursed her lips pretending to be angry. He was Key's only friend.

" Hmm, sorry."

" why? It must be because the kids are ghibah-in again right?" growled Deeva clenched her hand.

" Leave it. Anyway, I am, right? There's nothing wrong with what they say?,"

" It's okay. You admit it, too, right?" Key didn't mind what his best friend said.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

Key shook his head. He immediately pulled Adeeva's hand and took her to the place where he parked his motorcycle.

The two always go home together. More precisely, Key always takes Adeeva. So that his best friend can save.

All along the journey suddenly a flash of memories in the past are imagined. When Key was still a cheerful boy.

He was never inferior even though Zayn, his twin brother was very smart. His parents never compared him either. They always appreciate whatever value they get. With notes, he did it himself.

Zayn always helped him learn, but no matter how hard he tried his value could never be perfect. There can be above the average class value alone is Alhamdulillah.

All his friends and teachers never made fun of him.

At first Key thought everyone was nice to him but, when he heard someone talk about his flaws, he finally figured it all out.

They're just good up front, but behind they talk about it. If it wasn't for Adiyaksa's name, he might have been bullied all out.

Since then all Key changed, but Key kept a smile in front of everyone. He pretends to know nothing. His smile was a mask.

He asked to attend public school and forced his parents to cover up his identity.

Key wants to find a genuine friend, not a profit-seeker.

" It's arrived. Thanks, Key. I'll bring you some more cake, yeah" he said.

Key smiled. Luckily his trip was fine as he was half daydreaming. Remembering the sad past.

" I'm going straight home, yeah" Adeeva nodded.

After saying his greetings, his matic motor left the modest home of Adeeva's parents.

Adeeva is the only person who sincerely accepts it. Even until now Adeeva only knew that Key was just the son of an ordinary office employee.

Key entered the mansion with a high gate. Mr. Jajang immediately took over the motorbike belonging to his young lady.

" How was your day, baby?,"

" It's all right, Ma." Key smiled as he hugged his mother who was blinding the cake. Channeling his fatigue. Isn't pretending to be happy exhausting?

TB