Remember You

Remember You
The Happy And Sad


Jeryco's.


I can't distract myself from his current existence. I swear by anything, since this morning, exactly when the first exam bell started, I couldn't focus at all. My brain cannot compromise. Not knowing the condition. Though there are still answer sheets that must be hurriedly filled out.


Ten minutes of exam time will be over. Not frustrating because there are still two more questions that must be immediately denied, I was frustrated because I was made curious to keki himself.


Yeah, curious about the reason why Jery suddenly sent me a message with such unsettling words of pearl.


'Fvcck'


Well, do you know how much effort I put out to keep me from dying of curiosity?


I even stayed until eleven in the evening to wait for my phone battery to charge until it was completely full. Then I reply to the message like this; are you sane?


Check two gray, unread.


Then go back to fishing by sending; are you okay?


Blue double tick, read only, unreturned.


I'm getting furious. My curiosity is already at the top of the crown. So, I decided to send one more message before going to bed. It contains, Read it\= barren.


Check one gray, it's offline.


Okay, looks like he's scared barren. Not reading, but disappearing all of a sudden.


"Llma's exam time is just minutes away. The finished ones are immediately collected in front and can be ready to go home," said the supervisor while looking at the clock circling his wrist.


Predictably, an earth creature named Jeryco immediately moved from his stool, took a step forward and became the first to collect.


Biasa, he's 'the class champion'.


I who already feel arrogant because I never get an answer about even choose to count benik.


"A-le-na-can-tik," my inner self as I pointed one by one at my uniform. I got an answer E.


"A-le-na-a-nak-well," I repeated the same thing. This time I got a B.


Only after, immediately I filled the empty LJK with a good calculation prophecy. E and B. It's about luck. If the answer is correct, the sign is I'm hockey, but if it's wrong, how else? Don't think. They will get high blood.


I rushed to collect LJK in front of the class. Then pack up while waiting for the school bell to ring. I silently watched Jery's movements from my stool which were two rows behind him. Ah, it just so happens that we are both in the same exam room. It's just that our sitting position becomes social distancing because it must be sorted according to absent numbers.


Today something is different from him. Who usually act cool, handsome pretentious, pretentious and certainly annoying, now suddenly look lax and lethargic. Evidently when his posture looks limp boneless with an empty view facing forward while playing the fingernails of the hand I had time to glance at him when he was about to return to the bench after collecting answers in front.


Not long after, the sound of the long-awaited bell finally rang loudly. The whole class went out to go home. However, another case with Jeryco who is still stagnant sits sweetly on his chair.


Feeling that something was wrong, I chose to walk closer to her thesis. The conscious Jery then turned his head with an expressionless flat face. His lips were pale and his eyes slightly puffy.


"You okay, Jer?" manya. He nodded weakly.


"I'm fine, really," he seemed as he began to pick up his bag.


"Where are you going?" I held his arm as he was about to waltz away just like that.


"Go home" he said.


"Okay, before you go home, let me ask you a question," I raised an eyebrow, trying to string a straightforward word so that my curiosity could be conveyed, "yesterday the day after... did something happen to you?"


Jery who heard that let out a long sigh. His face is turning sour. Did I just say the wrong thing? Suddenly I felt bad.


"I don't want to talk about it" he said with a loud tone. My hand that was holding his arm was even pushed a little rough. Then without saying another word, he began to pass away.


"Why are you following, Alena Zender?" Jery suddenly nodded. I who had been quietly following him from behind while walking spontaneously stopped. The man turned his body 180° to face me, his hands were put in his pants pocket, his face was bland like a vegetable without salt. Feeling intimidated, I walked back a few steps looking for an excuse, "Message yesterday the day after. I'm afraid you're gonna make it here. That's why I followed you here."


"I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions" he regretted, then turned back and walked closer to the railing rooftop. He was silent for a moment.


"Is there a problem?" I started following his existence.


I saw Jery nod his head, even though his movements were so faint. "Rahel decided on me."


Both of my balls hit me successfully, my lips gaping, my soul bounced. "Huh? Really? For what?"


Jery looked at me weirdly.


"A-ah I mean you're not kidding, are you?" I lowered my tone. That was indeed sounded excited because it was still carried away by the effects of surprise not kepalang.


He gave a long snort, "Do I look like I'm joking?"


"No."


"You remember when we were at the Han River when Rachel called me, asking me to come home because she was waiting at home?" Jery made sure, I'm ready to say it with a nod. "It turns out he didn't come alone. He came with his parents."


"Why?" my question is made more curious.


The man laughed, but not in a witty sense, Obviously he was pretending to close the wound. "He's moving to Brazil. That's why he decided on me. And maybe that night was the last day I could see Rachel."


"You know? I-" Jery paused his sentence to take a deep breath, then gave a rough saliva, "I'm like losing half my soul. It hurts so much."


Sure oes. He has been in a relationship with Rachel for two years. He must be shocked by the fact that someone who had always been beside him suddenly declared a farewell sentence. His soul must not be calm.


"Hey, Jery! You why?"


I panicked as Jery suddenly grinned at her forehead with a bitter grimace. Both of his eyelids closed tightly as if holding something that felt hit in his head. It's Limbung. His left hand tried to hold on tightly to the railing rooftop as it slowly lost its balance.


"You sick?" I'm getting panicked. Plus Jery didn't answer my question at all. I tried to hold her increasingly limp body while picking up the phone in the pocket of the skirt to seek help. However, two seconds later Jery collapsed unconscious.