Aara is Not Lara

Little Fairy

“Maaasss.?!” Call Ara whining. Rava is tired and bored. Sticking to the tub of gum accompanied by whimpering that continues to flow.

Not once or twice, Ara had already repeatedly pulled the t-shirt that Rava was wearing. Spoiled gelayutan is also not left launched as a seduction.

“Good!” Said Ara ketus, stomping her feet and turning around. Just two steps away, Ara's body was already interested in Rava's embrace.

“Ngambek?”

“Tau!” Tukas Ara ketus.

“Kok so ngambek gini?”

“Lease!”

“Truly lash this?”

Brusquely brushed off Rava's circular hand, Ara was annoyed at Rava who deliberately dodged him as well as teased him. Stalling for time when Ara questions the clarity of a self-service named Arvada. Though Ara had enough restraint since Rava's return because his family was gathering.

Rian who was left behind by Mama Lauritz and Jona asked Papa Yudith to deliver him to the house of the brother. While Papa Yudith who initially intended only to drive Rian ended up chatting with Rava who deliberately went home faster. From there the togetherness of the family that was not designed before happened.

“Ngambek is the same Mas?” Following Ara who had been lying on her back, Rava walked towards the desk in their room. Intentionally Rava workspace is designed to blend with the room without a partition because Rava wants if he finishes his work at home can while getting energy intake from the presence of Ara in front of his eyes.

Pulling the top drawer, Rava took a key to open a small cabinet at the base of his desk. Looks like a new plastic box stacked on top of a wooden box that clearly looks quite old.

“Still want to ramble? Sure enough? Not curious anymore?” Tanya Rava repeatedly flocked Ara, trying to persuade her to immediately stop the back-back action and strike talk that has not passed more than 10 minutes.

Mengulum smiled holding back laughter, Rava was made to be anxious about the face scowling and lips throbbing Ara. Now the husband and wife were sitting facing a very different aura. If Rava was happy and anxious, then Ara was super annoyed and gloomy.

“Remove this frown first.” Gently pressing down on Ara's forehead with her index finger, the twisting motion that Rava did made the tension on Ara's face gradually disappear. Quite comfortable.

“Mas wants to tell you something, but smile first. Where is the sweet smile of this beautiful wife Mas?” Smiling widely, Rava looked up Ara's face to look straight at her pair of eyeballs.

“Hem!” Dehem Ara while pulling both corners of his lips, smiled lazily with a pattern of straight lips, almost flat. Suddenly it managed to tickle Rava to chuckle. Shuffling a few times, Rava placed the box he carried forward in front of Ara.

From inside the box Rava took out two sheets of paper that had been laminated. Even so, the original form of old shabby paper with a brownish angle can still be seen clearly.

Examining the after-goals, Ara laughed like a fool. Don't know what else to say. He did not believe at once amazed. How could his childhood streak of Rava keep it even awake until it was in his current hands. Even excessively laminated.

At a glance Ara laughed loudly imagining Rava thrusting the shabby paper at the worker who helped her melaminating. It's ridiculous and ridiculous. Even the graffiti from the pencil containing multiplication still looks intact.

“This?” Ara asked briefly while pointing at the two laminating sheets. I can't believe it, but the facts in his hands have already spoken.

In a split second Ara shook in fear of Rava. I don't know what else Rava secretly did. How much Rava said to her could not be imagined. It is also not imagined how if Rava's love story with Ara ran aground, it does not boil down to the household as it happens today.

“Image.?” Ara asked, the word that was said floating as if hesitating but actually very confident in her guess.

“Dream house of little fairies.” Chirps Rava. Inching close the body with his left hand propped up on the bed behind Ara's back, his head leaning spoiled on Ara's shoulder. Mendusel sniffed Ara's plain nape. The original aroma that emanates from the body of Ara is like a sedative for Rava.

Shifting her right hand, Rava grabbed Ara's fingers. Moving the fingers in his grasp on the sketch Ara made was like a building. Of course only amateur sketches in the form of boxes full of original scratches. “This minimarket-style cafe dreams of the chatty donut seller.” Whisper Rava while reminiscing about the beginning of their meeting.

The little seller in a red white uniform offering doughnuts, comforted his grieving heart. A foreign figure that suddenly emerged from behind the lush wildflowers, without hesitation negotiated offers of doughnuts that could produce laughter.

Honestly, at first Rava felt Ara was very strange, but also like children who are full of delusion in general. But who would have thought the laughter that Ara meant was not only laughter for Rava, but also the happy laughter of Ara herself for having successfully sold Mama Lauritz's cake.

All the adult thoughts behind the small body make Rava more amazed and sad at the story that he accidentally heard from Ara's tiny lips. Many stories that Ara told on a tree on the edge of the garden were not managed. There are many questions about why it is different. Not just once, but over and over again with a different story every day. Not infrequently sometimes Rava will catch a little girl who is none other than Ara that holds back her crying.

Ara's tenacity successfully teaches Rava to be strong in facing the test of her life. The strand of grievance that Rava secretly stole heard as if giving a slap to Rava who had complained of not accepting the death of his parents. Rava long ago wanted to make Ara his sister, on par with Dion.

Losing the trail of Ara who apparently wandered to City B left a sense of loss. No small friend will sell donuts but also ask for parts of donuts that Rava has bought. At that time Rava's feelings were only limited to caring. It's crazy if he has put love, so thought Rava at that time.

Until a reunion in Kota K when 15-year-old Ara revives Rava's spirit. But unfortunately Ara forgot about Rava and after the meeting also Rava had to lose track of Ara again. Not long, because in the end they are met with feelings of love that has been deep Rava.

The miss had changed over his heart. Throne like a ruler. Growing the seeds of caring into love that Rava initially refused, but without a doubt also Rava admitted when every pounding heart presents a lantern that increasingly illuminates the way of Rava's mind.

“This is what you want? Minimarket but have a cafe-style space in rooftop.” Rava said shortly after waking up from his daydream. Ara was still silent digesting all the situations that existed. He forgot to give this picture in his hand to Rava. As Ara used to draw in front of Rava, but the paper Ara threw away.

Turning the head that immediately made her cheek hit Rava's lips, Ara was aghast. While Rava actually directly dyed Ara's cheeks with a smile that was bursting.

“Mas why did you get this?” Ask Ara to Rava.

“Why? Do you remember this picture you threw away?” Rava said casually asking who only Ara was subscribed to.

"Here is a little overhaul of the image of your desire. Later on the back of the new supermarket we make a special food court on the 1st floor. Above, on the 2nd floor we make a rooftop cafe kayak. It is like a hidden paradise from our superiors. Calculate all our investments, dear.” Imbuh Rava said clearly.

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