Aira And Aria

4. Second Chance

For six days a week, I went to the library more and more for the same purpose. But during that time also Bimo and Raka never knew even though several times asked while astonished. I always managed to avoid interrogation with the words ‘mau focus on learning for scholarship’. This year, I am looking for a study abroad scholarship.

For six days, I met Aira and spent time with her, even just reading books. But of course I wasn't really that crazily, as it was actually only interested in disturbing Aira who instantly showed a cute angry expression.

“You like English, Ra?”

Aira nodded steadily.

"Well, cool. I don't like it very much, but it is mandatory if you want to go to school abroad.”

The girl looked at me with a slightly amazed face. She must have never thought that I had such a dream. “Iya, I really want to find a scholarship. Now also on progress, anyway. Teacher said if for example my grade is good, later can get a recommendation.”

This time Aira clapped her hands quickly but without a sound. Do mute people not even make a sound when clapping?

“What do you aspire to, Ra? Dream or what it must have, right?”

My opponent immediately shook his head before looking back down to look at the book. But I caught him feeling uncomfortable discussing this. Maybe I've offended something sensitive to him? I kind of feel guilty.

“Eh, in addition to English, you can another foreign language?” ask me to shift the subject.

Aira nodded slowly. “What language?”

‘Germany’, he wrote.

"Oh... ich liebe dich, yes?”

I saw the girl in front of me laughing while nodding. Somehow it feels like he is easy to be made to frown and laugh again. Although he could not express it in words, but the expression on his face seemed to represent what he wanted to convey. All of this unconsciously attracted me to her. Maybe because it's the first time I've ever been in contact with someone who can't talk. It's not as boring as I thought.

If you look closely, Aira seems to emit an aura that makes it look attractive. Unfortunately, her long-looking ponics covered her sweet face. Is he too lazy to go to the salon?

I also often watched Aira from a distance. For some reason he looked glum and gave some distance to others. There is so much to be proud of him. But he seemed to choose to cover it all from others. Is he really someone who is too inferior to not realize his own abilities?

Somehow the more I got to know Aira, the more questions flew in my head. Unfortunately it took me a while to get an answer to all that. Because I can only communicate through gesture or writing. If I had a little mispronounced, Aira could have kept quiet and let me live in curiosity forever. I don't want that to happen.

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Sunday is not the time I like. When other children are enthusiastic because they can laze at home all day, I get bored quickly.

The only thing I could do was to help my mother prepare the food that would be sold in the market. After my father died, my mother struggled alone to pay for my school. Though I had thought to quit school and work, so that the burden of mother reduced. But she said it would only make her sad and feel guilty. So, he asked me to go to school and achieve my dream.

Today I want to help my mom in the kitchen. But he kicked me out and said not to waste a sunny day. I was so confused, even though many people were actually scolded for playing outside too often. But my mother kicked me out so I wouldn't be home too often.

So, I decided to play skate board with Raka and Bimo. Although Bimo just sat on the side of the road while continuing to play games on his phone.

“Bim, lo why join anyway if only want maen game doang?” my protest.

"Eh, don't get me wrong! Now the game is called e-sport. There are ‘olas raga’, right?” my kriboku friend said while focusing on staring at the phone screen.

“That there is a finger lo doang tuh muscular.”

"Eh, Yes, Yes, Yes!”

Raka suddenly patted my shoulder quickly.

“That, there's Brother Mira!” whisik Raka's. It makes me spontaneously reverse.

I saw the figure of Mira who was walking closer with three friends. I can see them whispering, not talking about anything.

Though I really want to run away from this place so that there is no need to cross paths with Mira. Unfortunately, he and his three friends were already aware of my existence. I think I'm fucking.

“Aria, what a coincidence to meet here!” greet Mira. His face seemed to imply a sense of pleasure, despite trying to be detained. Why was he so happy when he met the ex he had dumped?

"Hi, Mir. Uh, Brother Mira,” reply. Making the four women in front of me laugh.

“You're funny,deh. Don't be so stiff so times.”

I smiled a little with a little force. Trying to find a way to escape the conversation that makes me lazy. Though I was not stiff, just uncomfortable being around him.

“Eh, mementin I eat yuk!”

“Lho, are you the same again temen-temen.”

“We're going home, yes. Temenin Mira, yes! Kasian she cravings meatballs tuh from kemaren,” sahut a woman pigtails.

“But I again maen sama-”

“Gue mules, Yes. I think I'll go back now,” cut Bimo. From then on, the boy played. But he suddenly stood up while holding his stomach. “Gue equals Raka back first yes.”

“Lha, why take Raka? Kan elo the stomach ache!”

Suddenly everyone seemed to have their own needs. Though I knew they just wanted to leave me alone with Mira. And finally it worked. Got me stuck in the middle of a meatball shop with a guy I never thought I'd see again.

“So I again maen suddenly wanted to come here. Don't know why you feel like you're going to meet you, uh it turns out that it's really all. Don't-don't we..”

“Temen you lied was not good at it earlier. Don't you like eating meatballs?”

“Ah you, Yes. I don't know them. Don't rent the whole time..”.

I sipped sweet tea from the glass. “Why?”

“What?”

“You must want to say something, right?”

“You really know, anyway.” Mira smiled widely before finally taking on a rather serious face. “Yes, I want to apologize.”

“Make what?”

“At that time I seemed ugly again his mood, until asked to break up. I didn't want my heart to separate from you. You want to forgive me, right?”

“If that is without you asking also I'm sorry, kok.”

“Thank you, Yes,” Mira smiled at me. “Thenernya... until now I still-”.

“But,” cut me quickly. “Not mean we can reverse it again,ya.”