The Romance of Earth and Blue
SECTION 35 - We are Finished

It turns out that the most difficult thing in a time of heartbreak is to wake up from a long sleep and realize that everything is over. There was a real sense of emptiness plastered there.

I try to get out of my sleep slowly. I didn't feel like I was asleep long enough. I didn't even touch my lunch.

I tried to walk despite staggering towards the window of my room and opened the thick dark brown curtains. The sun is high. Pimply.

Realizing that I woke up late, I quickly got out of the room and headed to the kitchen to look for mom. But the kitchen was completely quiet and not as usual.

"Mother," called me as she watched the gossip from the living room. Realizing my presence, my mother immediately turned her head and stood up to me. "I'm misfortune. I'm late. Which father? Do I need to shower?

"Earth, it's already 9 p.m. My father and brother have been gone since. I already called your homeroom teacher. You just rest" said Mother.

I'm sculpting.

"She, here's breakfast first. Keep taking the medicine." Mom took me to the kitchen and got me a breakfast. Seeing all this I came to understand that it turned out that Brother could really keep a secret this time.

After finishing all that, I went back to the room. It feels strange because just one day after class I was absent. I remember a year ago I was absent for a few days in an accident.

I sat in a beanbag facing my bedroom window while grabbing my phone. When I just turned it on I saw there were a lot of messages I hadn't read.

When I read it all, I was immediately disappointed. For some reason in my heart, I still expected the incoming message from Blue as usual. But really nil. It seems like Blue really intends to just stay away from it. Depressing. What was I expecting anyway? I've been played and I still hope for him.

I reply to incoming messages from my friends. Fanny became the most worried because I suddenly came home sooner and didn't go to school today. He thought I was very ill. Before the assumption became more and more so, I also replied to him and said that I was better because it was just a fever.

Kartika is also the same though not as great as Fanny. He just told me to get enough rest.

"Earth, this is the mathematical note. Later other subjects I photograph also my notes."

I immediately opened the photo sent by Kartika. My friends are very understanding. They want to accept the ambition that is in me instead of hating it. Even Kartika wrote more to explain part by part that I was sure that he also had difficulty to record the explanation.

Not wanting to waste much time, I grabbed my notebook that was still koeong and copied the note that Kartika gave. After I finished I learned it straight away while working on the appropriate matters.

I don't know how long I've been struggling with this matter before me, maybe if it wasn't for my waist getting sick, I would still be working on it.

The door of my room opened and showed my brother with his face that looked bigger in some parts. "Have you been sniffing?" He asked while touching my forehead.

"Yes. I should be the one, brother why bruised anyway?" I touched the left side of her cheek that had a slight purplish wound.

"Sickness," grunts.

I immediately let go of my hand. "Why?" Attack again. I'm not gonna let Ja switch the conversation.

Brother just shook his head as if he was covering something from me. "have I taken medicine?"

I didn't answer that.

"Grandfather," he rebuked again this time with a tone of voice deeper than before.

"Udah."

"Regular guy," he raises his sleeves and shows off his meager muscles

I'm grunting. It seems like Brother did not intend to tell. He is stubborn like me, of course with his determination Brother really keep things he wants to keep secret.

"You rest. Do not learn continuously," he said while taking his backpack that had been placed carelessly on it.

"On Blue, don't see him again. Next time don't look for guys who are in the same neighborhood. I'm sorry, you couldn't protect me at that time. Brother is too weak. Sorry yes," said the brother with many days of caution.

I can't even hold back. My eyes hang glazed over.

You're pouring into Brother's arms. I can't cry. Brother stroked the back of my hair in a stagnant motion.

"Udah get some rest. Brother wanted to rest too," he got up and left my room just like that.

Brother already knows, huh? Seen by the way he spoke. Well that is a natural thing considering they are in the same friendship environment.

Given his bruised face I can draw the conclusion that he and Blue were involved in the fight. Maybe you're angry to know everything and beat up Blue. The wound on his face was nothing. But it already shows that Blue does not do much resistance.

The next morning I went back to school. My mother and brother are still very worried about my situation. But I can't keep running from all this.

Either way, with or without ya, my life will go on.

I purposely came near the bell to avoid meeting Blue. I even chose to walk further to minimize the accidental encounter with him. I don't know, I just don't feel ready to see her anymore.

When I got to class, my friends greeted me. They told me a lot about my concern about me disappearing suddenly after getting a sentence from the homeroom teacher.

The first lesson, you are immediately presented with a two-person group task. This is a big project that will be collected at UTS later. The group selection system is random. Ms. Marin made a roll of paper with several numbers. We were asked to take the reels one by one and find a friend with the same number.

I got the number 9. I rebuked the slightly full-bodied man who was looking for the number 9 as well. Thank goodness I had no trouble finding my project friend.

But then Tania also approached him. You look at it for a moment. "I'm number 9" said Tania.

"I'm also 9" I said.

Tania looked at me with her cynical gaze. "Then anyway? Obviously I'm the 9" he doesn't seem to want to lose.

Finally the man proposed to ask this case to Ms. Marin. Ms. Marin immediately looked at the number listed on our paper. "Earth, this is yours the line above. It means you're back, it's not 9 but 6. Find a friend who is number 6 yes," he said kindly. I nodded and thanked.

"That's right. So don't stick around," said Tania.

I don't know why he looks so unhappy with me. I never made trouble with him.

"I'm six." I who was sitting on the bench turned my head and found Bima who put down her paper.

Oh, my God, I want to avoid this guy, too.