Aara is Not Lara

Ara Bucin's

“Mas, can change something no?” Said Ara suddenly. He glanced at Rava at a glance and then looked straight at the mango tree that had not yet borne fruit even though it had time to flower. Apparently not only humans, but mangoes are also willing to give false hope.

“Change what and why changed?” Ask Rava gently.

“Your call..”

“I don't know what you mean.” Tilting her head, Rava stared at the left side of Ara's face.

“Well that..!! You are still wearing me-I am.” Snorting bitterly, Ara returned Rava's gaze with a frown.

“So you want me to change so what?” Playing the tip of Ara's hair, Rava still smiled with a gaze that could not be separated from Ara's face.

“Minimal use me only. Don't me anymore.” Said Ara while crossing a pair of index fingers in front of Rava.

“If minimum so me, maximum so what?” Tempta Rava while playing both his eyebrows up and down in unison.

“Ih!! Don't make jokes first!! I seriously know.” Frowning her forehead, Ara's pouting lips ready to be tied in a rubber band ala rice wrap.

“Iya, darling.. I will change.”

“Readings changed what's still wearing me that way. If you still wear me again, I'll call you Father.” Ara sewot.

“Don't dong darling.. I'm just not used to it yet, baby.” Rava scratched his non-itchy nape. He was used to referring to himself as me, not just to Ara, but to almost everyone.

“By the way dear also not used but from the beginning smoothly jaya tuh.” Sindir Ara on Rava.

“That's right without being told also you are indeed my favorite.” Grabbing Ara's palm in her grasp, Rava continued to smile until a row of clean white flat teeth poked slightly between the slits of her lips.

“Reason aja, ck!” Clucking Ara shook her head.

“Oya, I'm still upset with you, Mas. I almost forgot that I was upset with you.” Said Ara suddenly while staring cynically at Rava.

“Kok can you get upset about it?” Rava mumbled his smile by holding back his gel laugh. It could be that Ara was delaying her frustration.

“Ya can do it if you want.” Answer Ara at her.

His frustration was sidetracked by the shock of Rava's presence, not to mention the cooking sessions that were enough to grab his attention. Clearly the annoyance that was not a fingertip was slowly evaporating. But not the name Ara if it does not resolve the feelings that had stuck it.

“You're pissed off for what?” Rava asked, holding Ara's hand.

“Why didn't I say that after mid-semester I didn't teach anymore?” Said Ara ketus, flicking her lips and snorting bitterly.

“You know from whom?” Frowning astonished Rava at Ara's question. He had not told Ara on purpose. Everything was clear due to the time to sit together like this moment which became rare. Though the arrival of Rava today also wants to discuss it.

“From my majors. He said he finished the midterm exam later Mas did not teach at FE again aka stop.”

“Kok can? Though Mas already told them not to talk about out.” The Rava. Not that he wanted to play a secret with Ara, but he was lazy at the excitement that would occur.

“Why is that?”

“Mas uncomfortable if asked by students on campus for reasons to resign because of what. Having to give the same explanation to many people constantly it is exhausting.” Complain Rava.

“Salah has so many fans.” Ara Cibir.

“Not fans, just a protege.”

‘Teacher? Very sorry who has been a spy all day is only considered a protege.’ Mumbled Ara miris in the heart.

“Mas resigned because work in the office clashed the same schedule?”

“Iya.. They also often leave town. There is a project in the remote area that Mas deliberately took. Now still the survey process, maybe when you KKN later the construction is just started.” Obviously Rava.

“Lagian Mas also cannot join your faculty. So there is no main reason for Mas to survive in your campus.” Rava again.

“Because I can't join the faculty I made together with Bu Dian ya so stop working?” Squinting her eyes, Ara deliberately teased Rava.

“Times yes?” Raising both eyebrows, Ara took off Rava's grasp and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“Nakal ya use pretend not to know.” Rava said while pinching the tip of Ara's nose with anxiety.

“Sick!!” Repelling the spoiled pinch, Ara put on a frowning facial look.

“Add naughty now like to lie again.”

“I'm angry!”

“Funny really angry.” Rava cupped both sides of Ara's cheeks. Wiggled his wrath to the right and left while chuckling.

“Ih..!! Take it off, Mas!” Trying to keep Rava's hand away, Ara's face actually fell into the chest of the Rava field. The cause is especially if it is not Rava that attracts Ara in his decapitation. Apparently Rava's defensive fortress was not as strong as he had imagined.

“Your cheeks are so chewy, funny.” Rava said as if whispering. Pecking the top of Ara's head that emits the aroma of menthol from her favorite shampoo.

“Any boy, I'm fat.” Ara grunts are still comfortable in the Rava decapitation. Unknowingly his hand coiled around Rava's waist.

“You're a mess, baby.. You're not on a diet, are you?” Said Rava who suddenly felt worried. There was a fear that suddenly struck Rava's mind. Not to mention the various problems that Rava realized were shaking up Ara's peace.

Secretly Rava also felt guilty to Ara for not directly giving limits and warnings to Dian. His attitude that does not take dizzy Dian's close-assured behavior is apparently considered different by the eyes of others who see. His closeness to Dian was purely for the sake of mode on Ara, but who would have thought that Rava's slow steps brought new problems that now plagued Ara.

“Make what Ara tortures herself with diet? How do you want to diet if Mas Rava often send food portions of jumbo?” Moving from her comfortable position, Ara pushed slowly Rava's arm that was not willing to take off Ara.

“Life you like. Do not follow the diet because of the talk of others again.” Rava said firmly.

‘Again?’

“Mas Rava know something huh?”

“Tau what?” Rava asked with a smile.

“No.” Replied Ara who suddenly did not want to discuss it. Shake slowly and flick his right hand in front of the face at a glance.

‘For those jerks you tortured yourself. Feel insecure in the same shape of your own body. I promise I will be happy for you forever and make another calculation with him.’ Rava growled in the heart. Without realizing it he had clenched firmly holding back the anger that was rising.

“Now I want to ask you again, actually who do you want to meet at the Dion clinic?” Rava said after having a heavy sigh.

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Will Ara be bucin acutely also on Rava?🤔

Is Ara going to be honest with Rava about Nindy?🤔

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On still remember who is about ‘jerk’ men that Rava means?😄

Hana baper himself type this chapter. My single soul thrashed around wanting to separate Rava and Ara who were seemingly suddenly hugging each other.🤧

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Thank you for faithfully monitoring Ara's story and always giving her support for Han🥰