Azka And Rasha

EP - AR 1

The school farewell is in sight. Just a matter of hours, all students at SMA Negeri 45 will attend the event titled “Classic Stories to Remember” it. The entire student, without exception, could all be present there. And that means Azka and her friends will gather with approximately 500 other students from different generations. Although Risa and Iren will not be present at the event, Azka still feels very excited to welcome the event that is only once in her lifetime. Yep. Who will miss the farewell event in your final year of student status?

This afternoon, Azka and Ocha were in an ice cream shop. Talk about preparing for the farewell event that will be in the title tonight.

“Ka, Lo will come with whom?” ask Ocha while licking the ice cream on the purple cone.

“Sama Kak Rasya. He wants to fetch” said Azka casually, He still looks at the streets without touching the ice cream on the paper cup messy pattern.

“Weh, inget there will not be any Juan there?”

“Hmm” Azka chose not to answer.

“Ka, Ragil also came, You don't want to be with him?”

“Cha... don't start deh ya” Azka lazily discuss that. Because until now Ragil still remains the same, do not see it.

“Sorry-sorry” Ocha giggled amused. “betewe, Rasya will bring a motor? Malem loh”

“Tau deh, he did anyway, I want to be picked up using a motorbike what car. But I answer is up” Azka started lifting the small plastic spoon on the side of her ice cream. Open the wrapper and scoop a big pinch of ice cream for him to put in his mouth.

"Car by Ka. So later I can nebeng” Ocha laugh happily before finally complaining, “Aduh sick bege!” Azka smiles victorious after shaking Ocha's head like Ocha used to do to her.

“Cha, don't you want to come at what time? It's seven o'clock, right?” Azka started to open her voice again. The ice cream in Ocha's hand is already barren. He threw the paper lining the ice cream cone into the trash. He glanced at the Azka ice cream cup. The ice cream is still half left, most of it has turned melted because it has been left too long.

“Tumben Lo really long eat ice cream. Usually done tuh” Instead of answering Ocha just talk about something else that is far from the topic of conversation.

“Jawab question I napa the hell Cha” Azka was half upset because Ocha even let out a grin. “Sorry Ka” said.

“Gue wants to leave abis Isya. Abis Salah, I'm leaving. Isha is seventeen o'clock. This deket house of Gue” Ocha says the sentence with one breath. And what's going on now? He coughed, almost out of breath due to his long sentence.

“Kabarin yes. I no longer pray. But Risa is the same Iren did not come. I'm dead style no Lo”

“Siyaap Bos” says Ocha with a smile. “Udah yet? Go home Yuk!”

“Hayu, I don't have his lust. Udah so water cream” said Azka nyeleneh.

“Eskrim liquid Elah! Whahaha, use everything given the name Water cream” Ocha menoyor Azka's head is anxious.

“Cha, start deh”

The two headed for the Ocha motorbike which was parked not far from where they were sitting. Previously Azka went to the cashier to pay for the two ice cream that he and Ocha had eaten.

“But not pay to play escape aja Lo” hardik Azka when he was standing next to his best friend.

“Lah, yes I forgot” said Ocha without guilt.

“Udah I paid. Let's go home” invite Azka to grab one helmet and put it on the head. Ocha got on her bike after saying thank you while kissing Azka's cheek. Suddenly Azka moved backwards while cursing.

“Gue normal Chinese!” Ocha laughed with satisfaction at his best friend. They went home, to Azka's house.

There was nothing different as long as they walked from the ice cream shop to Azka's house. The blue sky was bright, the sun was shining with its brightness, making the eyes immediately narrow as it looked up at him. White clouds marched, chasing around them as if scrambling to get ahead of each other. Azka was happy to be out with Ocha. Although feeling less because four other friends did not participate. Azka wanted to enjoy her last days in the city. Before the end he had to wander to the city of flowers where he would continue his school.

“Ka, Rasya later help me re-list in whose campus?”

“Gue will help” replied Azka while slightly shouting.

“Emang Lo has not been to Bandung?” ask Ocha again from behind the wheel of his motorcycle.

“Register two days before I go to Bandung” Azka replied again. There was no conversation until the two stopped in front of the Azka gate.

“Do not want to enter Cha?” bargain Azka

“Sampe met at the Cha” mallem shouted Azka towards Ocha who had driven away from his home.

Azka went inside the house, feeling the aura around it was different because the house looked more lonely. When He came out with Ocha, all the inhabitants of the house were still there. “Horor very sih” murmured to himself. Azka passed through the living room, entered the family room with the TV still on. He continued walking until he stopped at the door of his room. He looked back at a glance, trying to find a motion something that would give clues that the inhabitants of this house still exist.

“Ma? Pa?” azka's call echoed. “Azura?” call again. Not getting any answer, Azka chose to open the door of her room.

Cklek!

“SURPRISE!!” Azka shut her ears tightly as her sense of hearing caught the screams that were like exploding firecrackers. Make his ears pengang for a moment.

“Surprise what is this?” Azka asked after the boisterous voice had disappeared swallowed the smile that was expanding on each face. There was Mama, Papa, Azura, and Mbak Ratna with a brown teddy bear in her arms.

“Congratulations for Ade's graduation as a student of dong” said Mbak Ratna wagging a doll as big as Azura.

“Congratulations Yes De” “Hopefully Ade success ya” “Yee Mbak Azka lecture, Azura tag along!” the voices took turns grazing Azka's eardrum. Hugs from Mama and Papa are alternately accepted Azka. Azka smiled, then glanced towards the large doll with a ribbon around her neck. It depends on the piece of paper on the tape. The doll looked foreign. Azka doesn't like dolls. And the doll was too big for Azka.

“I-That's a doll what the hell is Mbak? From whom?” azka asked after she was freed from the embrace of all her family members.

“This? guess who” from said Mbak Ratna makes Azka more curious. “Nih, make Ade, special from someone” Azka glances across the face there, Mama and Papa look smiling. But his facial expression was illegible. Azura was already messing around, like a teenager in love. Though he just knew the snack and refused to eat. Azka took the big doll, grabbed the paper in her ribbon, and opened it.

Dear, Ay.

I hope you like her doll.

I can't get you in Bandung,

So let this doll be my representative.

May he keep you warm in the middle

the cold air of Bandung.

With Love, though,

Iiay.

Azka covered her mouth with one free hand. His eyes were immediately hot, the water from the clear well was ready to burst there. The sweep on Azka's arm led to the departure of Mama, Papa, and Azura back to her activities. While Mr Ratna is still loyal there.

“Ade knows who it is from. That smile he tried to exist for you” Finished saying that Mrs Ratna went along. Leaving Azka with a raging feeling inside the chest. Between happy, moved, happy, also sad.

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Azka looked at herself in front of the mirror of her room. He had just finished his bath, even his hair was not finished. He opened his wardrobe, took a white dress with an abstract pattern of purple and pink at the bottom of the dress se the eyes. Azka took a hair dryer and started her hair drying activity.

Finished with hair, Azka is now nimble towards her dresser. He wears a facial moisturizer, coating it with a little foundation with a light texture. Azka played her finger holding a brush on her face. He put one by one make up on the tiny face. After fifteen minutes passed, Azka saw her reflection in the mirror, her face was already perfectly painted. Flawless makeup that gives a simple impression that actually gives a natural beautiful aura on Azka's face. Her clean and white face was indeed one of the advantages. Because he does not need to make up too thick to make his skin smooth.

Azka was wearing the dress she had prepared. Pairing 8cm high heels shoes on her feet. The shoes successfully made Azka's slim body look level. He added a bracelet on his right wrist. While Alexander Cristie's watch is silver which is in line with his bracelet he uses in his left hand. His ring finger was using the ring as usual. Azka took off Juan's ring earlier that school year. This time, Mama's gift ring is her choice. Azka ready. He exited the room with a boisterous voice of praise from all family members. The sound of a car engine that stops in front makes the whole point of its attention on the door of the living room. It must be Rasya.

Rasya got out of his car, he was wearing after being black with a white kao\=us interior. His feet were perfectly covered by slippery material pants. Maybe the ants will just plunge free so slippery. The watch Azka gave her on her 17th birthday was perfectly circular on her left wrist. Rasya nervous. It was the first time he picked up Azka again after their story ended at the end of their second year in High School. Armed with confidence, he stepped towards the door of Azka's house. At the door, he first cleared his throat and allowed his clothes. He lifted up his clenched hand for He to place on the square object made of wood. Three knocks on the door that immediately got a welcome from inside.

The door opened, Mama Azka came out with a fluffy smile.

“Eh, Rasya. wait yes. Enter first” said Mama rushed in to call Azka. Rasya chose to stand in front of the door facing his car. His position was against the door of Azka's house. About three minutes he stood there. It was struggling with his heart that had started to beat beyond normal limits. He was also busy managing how to breathe properly. In fact, the nervousness that he felt almost killed him with a sense of tightness in the chest and the ability to regulate breathing sharply decreased.

“Ehm” the voice that Rasya recognized forced himself to turn around.

My God, where is this angel from?