Aretta & Secrets

Aidan's instincts

I need someone who can always be by my side and that's not Oma. Who can understand me and give me love is not just about it. Aki wanted to have someone I could love just like my Papa and Mama did. Somebody sepe

Unfortunately it was but not such a crazy couple.

I saw with my own eyes how Papa was doing for the last time and I did not want to leave such painful memories for the people around me.

To be honest when I told Aretta about my family's condition, I could feel that she was really the person I needed. I also felt that he was the one I could bestow all my love on just for her. It may sound like nonsense but that's how I feel.

But it's a shame things didn't go exactly the way I wanted. Now here I am, standing teaching in front of the class. Though I wish even today I can look at his face even from afar, but the woman does not exist. Aretta didn't come to my class.

The thing I regret the most is that I ignored it. Last morning I saw her at Daia cafe but I deliberately did not glance at her. I hoped it would at least reduce the desire to have her, but it didn't work and ended with me always thinking about it.

I had a glimpse of him and a look of disappointment was clearly drawn in his eyes. But how? Not only was he injured, I was the same. I remember what happened last night when he ran like he was being chased by something with a tense face. Looking at him myself, I took the initiative to follow and as he stopped I approached. Intentions wanted to ask what was going on but what I received was a rejection. Ah, so this is how it feels to be rejected by someone. What is this too that she felt yesterday when I suddenly stopped kissing her and averted my gaze

The cold look he gave me was never expected. Is that all I can get for everything I've done. Maybe I was a coward for stopping in the middle of the road without giving certainty when I found out, he also harbored the same feeling.

I just wanted to talk, it just felt wrong. And from all the arguments in my mind about what I should do, I finally lost to my pent-up desire. I ventured to apologize to her in a message even though there was no reply from her until this very second.

"Sir?" A student asked and it made me come back from my daydream about Aretta.

"Yes?" reply sekenyang. I like Aretta but that doesn't mean I'm going to pay my attention to her in front of the other kids. Doesn't apply to me because I'm too sick to see such treatment. I know who I am and how I behave in school.

"Sorry sir, question number three I still don't understand." Today I did have a surprise retrial and wished I could talk to Aretta when the class was over, but the plan failed because the woman wasn't here. I immediately approached and explained while staring at the other children. On the back I saw Rafa, the girl looked at me sharply as if she knew something. Is it possible it was about me kissing Aretta? But there's no way Aretta can tell that because she's quite reclusive despite her love of talking.

I immediately averted my eyes and dismissed the strange possibilities that could not have happened.

I got to the store and was a little surprised to find the writing sold in the store next door. Aretta once said that Oma asked her to buy the shop next door to realize her dream, but at that time I just listened because it could have been just a mere desire Oma when the condition of the store did not go well.

I sat there thinking about Aretta's words, regretting not moving quickly when the opportunity was in sight. But what to say if the place has been sold, I can only hope that the new neighbors will be good and can socialize with us.

Aretta didn't go to school but she came to the store half an hour after I had taken care of the store myself. Oma has come home because I asked her to rest a lot.

"I'm sorry I'm late, sir," he said then immediately pagit oergi to the back room to put his luggage. That stifling formality left me speechless in my place, let alone that cold gaze still adorning her beautiful eyes. My initial intention of wanting to improve our relationship was forced to be put on hold because he didn't seem to be in a condition to be able to bialcara. We work in silence but remain relaxed when customers come.

I thought this day would end like before but unfortunately I can't stand this silence. It feels very suffocating.

"Aretta, I'm sorry." He glanced at me, just a glance and resumed his activities.

"I know I'm so presumptuous and don't explain anything to you, but I feel really guilty. I want us to go back to my dream again, "that's the only explanation I've given you, I don't want to talk at length which I will become a liar by saying things that I don't really want. He looked at me for a long time until he finally nodded.

"OKAY. I'm sorry for that."

At first I was surprised because he was so easy to forgive me. I also thought that if she was just messing around because she was reluctant to listen I kept talking but when I looked at her, Aretta smiled and it was the smile that she often gave me.

He and I re-established a relationship that had broken up. We talked, joked and sang together. I thought it was just us but something was disturbing. I looked around and found someone standing outside the store. That's Jessica. The student in my class who often looks familiar with the Gods, but why is he here?

Jessi's crew was just watching us from the outside, half an hour later she decided to come in and watch us closely as if she were reading a book. Cliche acting that often occurs.

I don't know what he's looking for or what he's doing here. As long as he doesn't bother Aretta, I won't bother about it. Why could I think that, because when Jessi walked into the store, Aretta looked aghast. But he was smart to hide it and return to his duties. At first I just kept staring at Aretta and Jessi in turn, when I saw no movement from Jessie I decided to invite Areta to discuss about Oma's dream cafe. Maybe the cafe will never be realized but at least by discussing it the twinkle of happiness in Aretta's eyes re-emerged.