The Poison: Stories Of The Number 27
Her Secret

"Gue... Likes the same lo. "Julian looked at Xennora who looked surprised. His gaze was completely focused on the girl in front of him as if there was no other sight more interesting than staring at Xennora's sparkling black netra.

"Five years ago. But I thought, if you'd never like me. His reason? Your gaze, your behavior, all the things you do right next to me or anything about me. That's why I want to forget my feelings. Not until I get into the 'love' phase for you." Julian made Xennora look at him half in disbelief.

Five years ago meant Xennora was just a new student at SAN High School, right?

"But brother... L'm... Ah, sister... Shouldn't be-"

"But I can never." Julian's words cutting through Xennora made the girl look at him confused. Xennora the trouble maker is okay to be shy, salting or even baper?

"Huh?"

Now Julian looks more relaxed because he has taken out his teardrops. With that, he went back to his words. "Until yesterday I realized, if the gaze is ordinary for a Xennora Anesta. And I don't have to be this hard trying to escape my feelings. But We're act like an enemy. With the way I keep fighting the same lo, make you kelin, I hope to make me forget the same feelings I have. Turns out, instead you're more like me." Julian's words were accompanied by a ruckus at the end of his sentence.

Xennora was silent, still lowered. The fact that Julian liked it five years ago makes him misbehave. It also made Xennora think again, does Julian still like it?

For a long time they struggled with their thoughts until Xennora looked up and looked at Julian. "Yes... Good news for me, someone likes me even though my nature is this bad." His words chuckled slowly.

Julian smiled, "whatever you do must have a reason first, right?" Julian's words imitating Xennora's words made the brunette-spirited girl smile and then nod.

Before long, Xennora looked down. The place where Carissa and Irfan were taking pictures at the pelaminan. Julian followed Xennora's line of sight. He even forgot to socialize with his father's co-workers. 

"Lo know him?" Xennora asked looking at Julian who knew who 'she' Xennora meant.

Julian nodded confidently, "you are. Famous singer, Princess Carissa." Reply sure.

Xennora, who still sees Carissa, smiles, "can't you believe she's my real mama?" Ask Xennora. Julian who was busy eating wine was still unaware of Xennora's words.

"Eireen also once said, there are rumors that said that the mother of Carissa had given birth." Julian said he approved of Xennora. But one second later the man stopped chewing and immediately swallowed his wine. He looked at Xennora in disbelief.

"So... Lo his son?!" Shouted Julian. But because the situation around was quite crowded, only a handful of people were staring at them strangely.

"Gee...  Haha... Pantesan I've seen the face of mother Carissa pas is still young... Yes, yes, you are similar. Hair, nose, dimple, smile, lips.....

- echm..." Instantly Julian's excited look changed to normal. Xennora also chuckled at him.

Julian remembered when he saw Xennora singing in the music room. It's good that his voice is good. It turns out that talent is derived from Carissa.

"That's my secret, now we're even. I'm not going to leak your secrets and I hope you can keep my secrets too." Xennora smiled sweetly for the first time.

Julian nodded, but before long Xennora's gaze fell on Julian's left hand which was still in bandage.

"Have the bandages been replaced?" Ask Xennora.

Julian was a little flabbergasted as he just remembered it. "Not yet." He answered with a clumsy smile. Xennora sighed then she took out a small P3K box in her bag. It contained only plasters, bandages, ointments, painkillers and a small bottle of alcohol. Take care of situations like this.

Slowly Xennora opened her bandage and saw the wound on Julian's hand that was starting to improve. "The wound is quite dry, later in the night can open the band. Don't forget it." Say Xennora while applying ointment.

"Loe... Know a lot about ginian." Julian said after looking at Xennora's face.

The girl chuckled softly. "My cousin taught me. He's the one who told me to always bring P3K." Xennora answered, now clad in Julian's hand with a bandage.

Julian nodded, then he regained his senses. If Xennora is Carissa and Rafael's daughter, then...

Leo and Edwin are his half-brothers?

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After the flag ceremony is completed, students are usually given ten minutes to start teaching and learning activities. That ten minutes was what the members of the investigation used to go to the 11th grade of Foundation 4. Eireen and Vinca knock on the door of a class whose students are in a fuss, not just fighting, less orderly according to SAN high school regulations.

"Yes? What's up?" Ask one of the girls with a name tag Amanda who approached the two of them. Eight other people were monitoring in front of the Civil Headquarters which was located next to the 4th class.

"Is there a Devan?" Sofia asked who got a confused expression from Amanda.

"Devan? As far as I know, he moved. Don't know where, but you can ask her brother, Deandra's 12th-grade Public Law." Said Amanda who was answered by a nod by Eireen and Vinca.

"Ohh... Moving away already? If so, thanks for the info." Amanda nodded and went back to class. Eireen and Vinca approach their friends.

"When?" Ask Edwin. Eireen and Vinca shook their heads in ignorance.

Julian sighed before opening his voice, "mending us to class first, going home from school we discussed again." His replied nod agreed from them. To that end, they immediately went to their respective classes.

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The last lesson hour in Xennora class is filled by PPKN lessons that the teacher or arguably his homeroom teacher. How not, instead of teaching, Mr. Harto who stepped on the head of four even invited them to play. Not a hide-and-seek, but a kind of truth or dare. The difference, this is truth or truth aka playing honest honesty.

When will I have a teacher like this...

So the way, Mr. Harto uses absent paper and then with the questioner pointing the row of names of students in the class from top to bottom, up and down again like an SD child toy when being joined. Then Pak Harto told his students to stop, and Pak Harto stopped the pen movement. Well for students whose names are designated by pens, must answer Mr. Harto's questions honestly.

"Stop!" Shouted the disciple in unison with spirit, except for Xennora who only moved her mouth.

"The Xennora Anesta Fachrunaldo! Yeeay!" Said Pak Harto spirit followed by cheers of other students to enliven the atmosphere. Xennora smiled wryly then raised her right hand, a sign that she was sitting in the third row.

Actually, it is not without reason that Mr. Harto plays like this, he just wants to keep his students open and let go of all the mental problems that usually attack teenage children. All places of confiding or means of enlightenment. Anyway, the question isn't weird.

"So Xennora, what's your biggest regret?" Seriously ask. The entire student also automatically turned their attention to face Xennora. Then Xennora answered briefly and confidently,

"Lack of precision." Xennora's half-assed answer certainly made people in the 11th class of Criminal 2 frown he did not understand, including Mr. Harto himself.

"meaning?" Finally, Mr. Harto asked.

"Because I was not careful, I once got a 90 in math. Though I could have scored 96." explained Xennora while playing her pen. Antha who sat beside Xennora immediately frowned in disbelief.

'Other people are very grateful to get 90 in maths lessons. Uh he's a mrs.' Inner Antha did not believe.

"Less careful cheating huh? Ahhaha..." Guess Aji at the front desk. Suddenly some students laugh to make Xennora look at Aji.

"Enak. My grades are purely thought of! After all, math tests are all essays, I can't cheat." Xennora Bela.

"After that, we play one more time before the bell comes home." Lerai Pak Harto then returned to take the pen.

"Stop!" Shouting students in unison.

"Jeez, Xennora again..." The words of Mr. Harto made Xennora sigh tired.

"Yes already, Xennora... What is your worst nightmare, or... What are the things you fear and worry about the most?"

Xennora was silent, from whose initial position leaning to the chair being upright, her hands were on the table. He was confused about what to answer because this question had never been thought of at all by him. If the answer is death, it could be. But honestly, Xennora was not too afraid of facing death. Anyone who lives will die and come back to face him, right?

If the answer is the last day... That could be too. But Xennora was confident that she belonged to a believer. Too many terrible things in this world, depending on who it looks from whose point of view. Everyone has their own fears, right?

So, for Xennora... The thing he was most worried about was,

"When I lose all my memories with the people I love." Xennora's answer was able to make the students speechless including Pak Harto who did not expect the philosophical answer to come out of his student's mouth. He thought Xennora's answer wouldn't be far from being 'male' or at least 'creature'.

"I'm always worried that the things I've done with my friends and relatives will just be forgotten. And I was even worried that the moments in High School like now would be forgotten. How I grew up, how I was when I was a kid and playing with my brothers, how I was joking with friends, what about Edwin and Leo who always try to be a good brother and always there for his sister, how when I first met with Antha, how when I entered this class, how when I entered this class, and.... How I lived my days as a Xennora Anesta Fachrunaldo.... All of this, will risk being forgotten. Aye, right?" Believe me, Xennora was holding back her tears that were about to come out, and was trying to maintain her smile.

Antha had already shed her tears while looking down. A little incredulous the words of a Xennora was able to make him shed tears. 'How about the first time I met Antha '. That sentence made Antha recall their pretty freak meeting five years ago.

Mr. Harto sighed, finally he understood the way Xennora's mind was very fond of making noise. Mr. Harto smiled, "that's why... You become a trouble maker? To make your days unforgettable?"

Xennora smiled faintly, convinced that Pak Harto understood the answer. Before long, the bell rang. Some of the disciples were still pensive thinking about Xennora's words which were completely true. The rest breathed a sigh of relief, tired of taking sins for lying. Don't copy.

That is, will not all problems be solved faster if we are honest? But not entirely wrong, humans lie for a reason. Certainly a strong reason and really makes sense.

Mr. Harto tidied up his belongings and stood up and told Aji to bring them to the teacher's room.

"Yes, sir. Don't forget his duties are gathered next week huh. See you soon." Pamit Pak Harto who got a simultaneous answer from his students.

"Yes sir, thanks for the knowledge..."