
As Zayn had guessed. Nevan drives his bike at high speed. Luckily, the clock is already showing almost midnight. The streets of the capital are a little slow.
While the occupants of the passenger seat said various prayers in their hearts so that nothing happened to them. Haura continued to pray that they would be fine. But the teenage girl did not dare to say anything to stop Nevan's current actions.
Right now Nevan's chest is rumbling. I don't know because of what. The teenager couldn't figure out what happened to him. She's upset. But for what? Just seeing Haura talking to another man, why did her heart seem to not accept that.
In silence, Nevan seemed to be wondering what was happening to his heart. Of jealousy? Butwhy? Questions like that came to him in his mind.
Why do I have to feel like this? Nevan continues to monologue with herself. Nevan tries to put aside the word jealousy. Because he thought it was impossible for him to be jealous to see Haura with another man.
They care and want to protect. Yep. That's the right one. Nevan is very confident that his current attitude is because he cares and wants to protect Haura. He did not want others to hurt Haura. Therefore he was angry to see someone else approaching Haura.
The shadow when a man named Farel pinched Haura's cheeks as if dancing in Nevan's eyes. The boy growled and tightened his jaw. A second later Nevan further increased the speed of the motor.
The danger alarm is activated. Honestly speaking, right now Haura was very afraid that Nevan would continue like this. It is not impossible that they will have an accident.
But how do I stop Nevan? Haura continued to weigh what she should do.
Contacting brother Zayn. But how. To release his handrails from Nevan's shoulder alone, Haura did not dare. Nevan's vehicle is out of control.
Unwilling to take the risk, Haura removed her grip from Nevan's shoulder. The girl hugged Nevan's waist. He rested his body on Nevan's back. Haura's embrace grew tighter. It was as if the teenage girl was calming down her best friend. Telling me that he's there for Nevan.
The teenage girl did not care about what Nevan would think because she bravely hugged the body of her best friend very tightly. Like fear of losing.
The hug is also the unspoken language of Haura to find out what Nevan is feeling right now. What is happening to the man in front of him right now. The girl closed her eyes, trying to bring calmness to her best friend.
Simultaneously, Haura's heart also started racing quickly. Maybe now his heart is racing against the speed of Nevan's motorbike. The girl was very confident that Nevan could now feel her heart beating. But Haura doesn't care at all even though Nevan can sense that.
For Haura the most important thing right now is to calm Nevan down. Unraveling the turmoil that is being felt by his best friend. Although after this the anxiety will move on to him.
In the silence that occurred between them, Haura also tried to dive into her own feelings. There is calm there. There is fear too. Afraid that the word best friend between himself and Nevan will turn into love. Yes, love. The love that Haura felt would only happen to one side. Ehimself.
Feeling Haura hug him tightly made Nevan jump in shock. Because never before had Haura done that. Although he often forced Haura to hug him when they were on the bike, Haura always refused. But now without asking, the girl hugged him very tightly.
As hypnotized, Nevan lowers the speed of his motor. His left hand touched the hand of Haura who was currently hugging him very tightly, as if not allowing him to go anywhere.
Haura opened her eyelids when she felt a touch in her hand. The girl smiled with relief feeling the pace of their vehicle returning to normal. “I'm here. So relax.” Haura said softly.
No response from Nevan. But Haura was quite calm because Nevan no longer rode his motorcycle recklessly.
The girl untied her embrace because everything had returned to fine. Just now Haura stretched her arms to Nevan, without her waiting Nevan held her hand so as not to take off the hug. Can Haura feel Nevan's fingers clutching her hand which is currently still hugging Nevan.
“Like this alone.” Nevan's words sounded like a plea. Screamy and hopeful.
Haura was only able to stare at her best friend. A moment later, the girl again hugged Nevan very tightly. Closing his eyes back. Inhaling Nevan's scent.
“Sorry, looks like I'm starting to love you,” Inner Haura.
The night breeze accompanied them at this moment. It was as if whispering tranquility to souls on the verge of collapse. Street lights also offer to be friends on their journey back to silence.
Nevan stopped his motorcycle at a pharmacy. I don't know what, Haura doesn't know. And the girl also did not want to ask what for.
“Wait!” Nevan.
Haura just nodded her head in response.
Nevan entered the place in a hurry. Haura watched Nevan from the outside. It was clear that at this time Nevan's handsome face was tangled. There were angry and disappointed murats mingling into one.
He took Haura's hand. Nevan gently rubbed Haura's wrist which was slightly bruised by the grip of her hand just a moment ago.
Getting a gentle swipe in his hand, Haura reflexively pulled the hand from Nevan's grasp. He cannot continue to receive gentle treatment from Nevan. The girl was afraid that later she would not be able to control her feelings for Nevan.
Feeling Haura pull her hand, Nevan turned her gaze to Haura.
“Sorry.” Haura was stunned to hear Nevan's apology.
“Sorry, your hands are bruised because of me,” Nevan said.
“Ti-no pa-pa,” Haura replied nervously. The bruising in his hand didn't hurt. But if this continues, it's not Haura's wrist that hurts, but her heart. Right now his heart was like it was hitting his chest cavity really hard.
“Let me treat first.” Without waiting for Haura's answer, Nevan opened the cover of the ointment he had just bought. Nevan blew on Haura's wrist she had been treating.
Meanwhile Haura could only blink her eyelids getting such treatment from Nevan.
“Van, this does not hurt at all,” said Haura as she looked at Nevan who was still blowing her wrist.
“But this is bruised.”
The girl pulled her hand, smiling sweetly at her best friend. “No pa-pa Nevan. Tomorrow also the bruise is gone.”
Nevan breathed her rough. The young man looked up at the night sky. Moon and flickering stars dot the sky tonight. Is beautiful.
Even though the night sky looks dark. But the stars seem to be loyal friends who will always make the sky look beautiful even though dark covers it.
“Why you?” asked Haura who was also staring at the night sky. Occasional gusts of the night wind blow away her hair that is not perfectly pigtailed.
“Come,” replied Nevan. Again the man breathed.
“What happened something?”
“I don't know.” Nevan turned her brown bead to Haura who was still faithfully staring at the night sky. “I don't even understand what really happened.”
A few minutes passed and no more talks broke out between the two teenagers. They seem to dissolve in their minds.
“Come,” Nevan said as she extended her hand to Haura. “We go home.”
The teenage girl welcomed Nevan's hand. Haura smiled very sweetly to the man before her at this moment.
“You're not pa-pa?” ask Haura again. Then he welcomed Nevan's hand.
“Looks.”
The two teenagers swung their way to where Nevan's motorcycle was parked.
Nevan wears her jacket to Haura. While Haura was silent, she did not budge. The girl doesn't know how to. Tonight Nevan seems very privileged, even if only by simple things.
“Already?” nevan asks to reassure her that Haura has ascended properly.
“Already,” replied Haura quickly. A second later Haura hugged Nevan tightly from behind.
A small arch adorned the corner of Nevan's lips.
The two teenagers went on a fruitless journey without saying anything more.