Aara is Not Lara

Third Man

The thin air that felt faintly on the back of Rava's hand presented a warm sigh. Recording the two real corners of the lips pulled upwards, Rava was happy at the small attention that Ara gave. Although ketus sentence had thrown several times to scold Rava who acted arbitrarily.

“Capack. Therefore do not appear suddenly directly to play hoe aja.” Said Ara ketus, her eyes squinting cynically at Rava who was smacking her smile.

Patting gently the top of Ara's head lovingly, now Rava turned to rubbing Ara's messy hair. “Be willing to directly hug do not want to be released, but this in public.”

“Can be battered if it was desperate to hug you.” Imbuh Rava, chuckled at the thought of Ara's ferocious punch that could have hit him without further ado.

“Definitely. At least Ara banting or just a regular hit aja.” Snorting as loud as Ara said without hesitation, saying the words ‘banting’ and ‘pukul’ full of emphasis.

“Pickers kok bar-bar yes?” Say Rava while pinching the squash on both sides of Ara's cheeks.

“Newly aware? Nyesal?” Ara asked as she raised her pair of eyebrows, presenting a frown on her forehead that looked very clear.

Pressing her cheeks and shaking Ara's face slowly, Rava desperately longed for their togetherness. “Ngak dong. Precisely Mas happy, so no one carelessly approached what else until dare to touch have this Mas.” Rava said as he removed his hand from Ara's cheek which felt a little thin, turning to take Ara's suitcase.

“Lebay.” Fizz Ara leaves Rava. Walking first, Ara occasionally looked back at Rava who did not even equalize her steps.

“Where's the car?” Reversing her body and stopping her steps, Ara tilted her head asking Rava who directly grabbed her shoulder.

Ducking staring directly at Ara's face, at a glance when viewed from the wrong side, Rava was as if he was kissing Ara. “Try here first see.” Rava said suddenly, attracting the attention of Ara who instantly returned her gaze.

“Hm?” Dehem Ara was confused.

“You got less sleep huh?” Rava asked worriedly, his voice flowing very softly.

“Come home.. You sleep in the car first yes, Yang.” Rava continued to say while pressing the unlock button on his car key. Without Ara realizing it turns out that she and Rava are standing right near the passenger door beside the steering wheel.

“Ara?!” There was a faint sound of shouting calling Ara's name. But spontaneously Rava's hand held the face of Ara who was about to turn to the left side. Pressing softly on Ara's cheeks to keep staring at her or just straight at the reflection of their shadows from the car glass.

Rava smiled obliquely, staring at the cynical Zen who forced his friendly smile in the distance, a second later the look on Zen's face turned sour. Rava knew there was a hot heart. But it was none of her business, as it was obvious Ara was only hers.

In Rava's mind justifies his estimation all along if any other man puts his heart on Ara. Do not try to enter as a third person or even as a destroyer, because Rava will not hesitate to get rid of anyone.

“Sleep yes. Later Mas wake up when it's home.” Say Rava while helping to pair the seatbelt on Ara. Briefly stroking Ara's cheek which she honestly wanted to catch.

“Mas, don't want to sleep, Ara's hungry. I was going to buy instant noodles on an expensive boat. Can get 3 bowls if you make a purchase at the stall here.” Said Ara in a slightly whining tone.

“Find a meal first yes Mas just came home, yes-yes, yes?” Said Ara again, her voice softened begging for Rava to grant her wish. Without anyone knowing, this was one of the things that Rava was happy about, Ara who was suddenly spoiled and whining to him.

Always assume can be alone and too independent makes Ara rarely whine. Sad of course, Rava felt when sometimes seeing his Ara was too imposing on himself to forget that there were still others to rely on. Therefore, Ara's small whimper certainly made Rava quite happy.

“You're a really good habit. Next time buy aja.” Rava said as he grabbed a packet of biscuits in his car.

“Ara thought it would be a little while longer until it could continue to eat at home. Anyway dear money Mas.” Ara said softly, relaxing her back looking for a comfortable leaning position, she slightly slanted so that she could more freely look at Rava who focused on the straight road in front of her.

Sighing slowly, Rava utilized the speed of the car that had stopped at the intersection to switch to staring at Ara. “Dear your stomach, not the money. If hunger continues until it hurts how?” Rava said with great worry. Rava clearly knows if Ara should not be late to eat, the stomach is not able to directly accommodate a lot of food intake, but Ara better often eat even if only in small portions.

“If it hurts yes hurts.”Ara replied at once, chuckling as if it were no big deal.

“This you.” Pinched Ara's nose, a second later Rava returned to ride the car.

“What do you want to eat now? Just chicken porridge, huh? this still includes the morning keep your stomach previously empty too right. We fill the same soft texture so that you can easily digest.” Said Rava, which is only owned by Ara, would refuse also free. Rava must have banned Ara's spicy food of choice to start her starving morning on an empty stomach.

Turning and pulling over at a simple stall, Rava quickly ran around the car. Opening the door for Ara who could only shake her head was inexhaustible at Rava's attitude which Ara thought was quite sweet, although very exaggerated.

“Pak, two chicken porridge. One uses peanuts, the other does not.” Said Rava ordering on a Father with hair that almost whitened entirely.

“Mas Rava don't like peanuts huh?” Chirps Ara who has not yet left Rava to find a seat.

“You don't like to eat chicken porridge with peanuts?” Frowning in wonder, Rava instead of answering actually asked a question.

“Sok know. Ara eat everything.” Said Ara while hitting the origin of Rava's arm. Certainly not strong, just slow like a fist.

“Pak, chicken porridge that was all used nuts.” Bending her head between Rava's body and the porridge cart, Ara said loudly changing Rava's previous order.

“Yang Mas this order right Mbak?” Ask the chicken porridge seller to make sure.

“Iya, Sir.” Ara replied while nodding, then she chose to pass towards one of the tables in the corner of the not-so-large room.

Following Ara's footsteps, Rava pulled the chair right across from Ara to sit her body. Now the two are in a position facing each other waiting for the order of chicken porridge delivered to their table. “Honey, since when do you want to eat chicken porridge with beans?”

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Is there something about chicken?🤔

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Thank you everyone who is still faithful waiting for the story of Ara and never bored to support Hana🥰