Between Enemies and Mates
Little Suspicious
“I actually used to love playing remote cars, but
because no one bought it. It was, I never
reached.” Muttered Jake.
The Historia senses Jake's signals will tell the time
it was more, rather than being a problem. Jake wants this problem right away
run immediately.
"that's enough. Later, we can tell you about this
together.” Historia denied Jake's words. Don't get Jake
bring up his past again.
Jake was silent, Historia was relieved. Don't get Jake
take a look at his past! It's sad, if Jake
bring up his past, and impact on the emotions that burst out
any more.
“Jake, your habits are ridiculous. You like it so much
play car remote.” Before long, History laughed.
“No problem, the important thing is I never rob,
scuttle, let alone bomb right?” muttered Jake.
Historia straightened her eyes.
“Come, we go to the Toy Store now!” Jake stood up
throw the Styrofom wrap to the edge of the grass.
“Jake, You sloven!”
“I'm lazy looking for trash cans.” Say Jake while wiping
his mouth walked towards the motor with initiative, Historia immediately took out the trash wrapper
it's Jake's. Looking for a trash can is a bit difficult,
but he finally found it, not too far from where it was
They eat, just Jake who is lazy to look for garbage cans.
After taking out the trash, Jake and Historia immediately board
that motor. At the mood, Historia felt comfortable again when she was in the
beside Jake. Without realizing it, Historia only realized that she had been all day
not yet home. Gosh darn.
Historia got slapped by Mom when she came home.
“Jake..” Suddenly Historia calls Jake's name from
behind him.
“What's up?”
“If I come home later scolded by My Mom, how?” muttered
Historia while whining.
“Not a problem, which is important. You just tell me everything to
Your mother!” reply Jake casually.
Historia fell silent, Jake continued to insist on advancing his motorbike
until arriving at a roadside toy store close to the Office
Customs Clearance. The Head of Historia gathered all sorts of words.
I feel very anxious to shake my head.
Jake got off the bike straight away, and immediately met the cashier.
I don't know what Jake's asking, Historia's just waiting in the motor seat
while occasionally looking towards the toy store, and save
various words, why Jake so liked in the world of toys.
Coincidentally the day was getting noon, the road back was congested with
various cars. Looks like the office workers, starting to go back to
where they work again. Not 5 minutes later, Jake is back. Jake won't linger in the toy store. Maybe one
his side was embarrassed that he was still stopping by the Toy Store, on the other hand
he wants Historia to go home.
With a pleased expression, Jake carried a pack of
cardboard and a remote car inside.
“Come We're home!” Jake with a smile in front
Historia while riding her motorbike.
Jake was silent, without hearing
look at what Jake said. Historia only presumes, however,
kenpa Jake who is already big likes playing remote control cars.
They finally came home, but Historia didn't get to go home yesterday
to Home. There was a feeling of anxiety, and fear at the bottom of the heart of Historia.
Historia did not mutter a bit, only she showed me a wave
the unfriendly. Without realizing it, Jake also saw what Historia
feel it from behind the mirror.
“Your face why is that? Is there something?” Jake's a little hard.
“Ohh...no, no.” Historia is slowing down sound.
“Lying, seems like something?”
“Now, go ahead!” Historia snapped loudly.
Jake was silent at last.
Historia is actually a girl who is curious, especially if
seeing something in her eyes seemed strange. What necessary
just ask, even if confused. Historia is approaching
jake's back shoulder is on the right.
just, still like playing remote car?” Historia asked carefully
hearts.
“Indeed why?” sahut Jake's. Historia is running out
Word.
“I've always wanted to play remote car. But, there's no
who bought. Only today has my principle been achieved, as long as I have not
being able to achieve it, then I kept looking for it. So too
the bomber in the Bank Office 15 years ago. Even though it's been 15 years
passed, but if not caught. Then I will continue
look for him, if you can all heirs.” A little Jake's expression
while driving the motor.
Historia glared her eyes, startled.
“Jake, you shouldn't need revenge!” history Advisor.
Jake ripped off his bike again, and stopped on the sidewalk.
Just below the derivative facing directly in the direction
Villa View. The area was a bit quiet, even inclined
empty springing.
“Why did you stop here again?”
“Sit for a while below!” tell Jake.
Historia realizes it again, if she lets Jake
tell me about his past again, maybe Jake will remember again
that terrible event. Jake's still a grudge with
something happened at that time. Historia tries to find ideas for
lied him.
“Jake, you know it's afternoon. I haven't seen each other all day
with my Mom, I want to go home!” history's tone was a little angry. Angrier
for good.
Historia doesn't want Jake to bring up her past, anymore
which made him more vengeful.
“So you want to go home now?” ask Jake.
“God, Jake.”
“Alright, I'll deliver.” Jake walked back to his bike.
Historia was relieved, lest Jake coagulate
his frustration again related to what ever happened. It just ruins the soul
jake's body and mind. While sitting on the motor Historia felt
quieter.
And...
Finally, at Home. Historia feels relieved, when Jake
not so vent his frustration again, but one side of the mind continues
haunting because Historia herself has not had time to go home
from yesterday.
The motor stopped in front of the Historia House.
“Jake, thank you very much. From yesterday already
troublesome you.” Speak Historia while getting off the motor.
“Yes, it's okay. I'm also grateful for you
already accompany me to the Toy Store.” Reply Jake with pleasure
occasionally, he turned to a white wrap containing a toy car box
remote it.
Excitedly, Historia showed her thumb in front
Jake's. As a form of great respect, to his lover
who has understood him all along.
“Ya already, then. I'm in first, yes.” History Gumam.
“Alright, please.”
The Historia came in, and the bike went.
From behind the door, Mother Evan prepared to welcome her daughter
with a war-ready attitude, as if to throw all
his emotions in History.
“Hallo, Mother.” History itself already knows, if Mother will definitely
angrier. If Historia shows a feeling of dislike, perhaps
Mom's gonna get mad.
“What's good, play all day without going home?”
Mother Evan folded her hands.
Historia continued to extend her right hand, asking
to crucify. But, Mother refused. Mother continues to stray wryly
as if angry.
Mother Evan's right hand immediately landed on the right cheek
History, with strength. Strong thumping sound to neighbors
even heard it, like the sound of a horse whip being patted by
a coachman had the horse run. Suddenly Evan felt the heat
and pain in the area of the right cheek that indirectly makes the cheek
Historia flushed, and could not help her pain.
