Butterfly Cocoon

Chapter 13

Rain droplets began to wet the earth, air gusts turned cold in addition to the wind that blew quite hard. Azalea walked towards the house. However, he did not feel if his clothes were wet due to the rain that began to pour, while the cold was increasingly washing his body.

Azalea stopped her steps, she stuck her left hand forward to get hit by every drop of rain that fell, well her hands began to get wet. However, his body was not hit by the rain. How could? Of course it could, because a man was paddling Azalea along the way, while the man's body was soaking wet with the increasingly heavy rain, his right hand that had been paddling Azalea was now beginning to tremble.

"Are you not tired of doing the same thing in every rain."

"Why should I be tired of protecting the people I love."

"I beg you to stop here" said Azalea who sounded bitter.

"Azeal."

"I don't want to hear it!" the girl shouted in the rain.

Azalea dropped the stick and covered both ears with her hand.

"Go!"

The man silently pegged before Azalea, then he released the umbrella that had been held, in the embrace of Azalea's body that began to wet.

"Don't confuse me with this feeling," Azalea said as she slowly struck the chest of the field of men who were embracing her.

"You are my flower and it will forever remain that way."

Azalea groped the eyes, nose, lips, and cheeks of the man in the white shirt. The man held Azalea's hand which stopped on his cheek.

No matter what had happened in the past, Azalea still loved the man who always barged into her life. The hatred he had in his mind could easily be defeated by the magnitude of the love he felt.

It felt claustrophobic as the past danced in his mind. The moment that the man's hand groped all over his body, the tongue that soaked his neck and pounded violently to the point of ripping off his blood membrane. Not satisfied with all that, both eyes Azalea was made blind by dirty man owner of a heart-shaped silver pendant.

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Ransi steps back to table number 14, from a distance the girl sees Rafan sitting with a man while occasionally throwing laughter, "It must be papa Rafan," Ransi's inner.

Ransi kept on entering the man. The girl walked a few steps to clearly see the man sitting near Rafan. Instantly his eyes bulged while covering his mouth with palms.

"What am I supposed to do? There's no way I'm seeing Rafan and that guy." Ransi continued to deepen in her heart while running out the resto. Without realizing it, her tears slowly fell plus the rain that fell profusely soaked Ransi's entire body.

"No! Why should that man!" ransi shouted amid the swift rain that never subsided.

Ransi did not care if Rafan waited and looked for him because he had only asked permission to go to the toilet. However, when he saw a man sitting with Rafan at the restaurant, his heart seemed to be sliced into pieces that felt so slashing to the deepest part.

If Rafan knows the truth, can he still love me? Maybe he still wants to continue this relationship, or maybe Rafan will hate me for the rest of his life. Hating me? Well I guess it's the right choice for Rafan to hate dirty women like me. Ransi's screams in her heart.

No matter where the steps will take Ransi away, obviously her tears continue to flow mixed with the swift rain that soaks the earth. His body began to tremble feeling such cold air. Even to speak lips as if locked.

Ransi's head began to feel dizzy making him go home with a wet state, inside the house he did not see Ara, maybe Ara was playing to the house of his best friend Sasha. However, Ransi accidentally saw the door of her room open wide, like there was someone inside there. Sure enough, Mr. Krisna was rummaging through Ransi's room making the whole room like a ship exploded.

"Sir, what are you doing in my room?" ask Ransi.

"What else if not looking for money."

"All my money has been taken from Adzriel until it's not left, I don't have any more money, sir."

When Ransi said she did not have money, Mr. Krisna immediately pulled her hand and threw Ransi's body on the mattress while grabbing her daughter's long hair.

"Aw! Sick, sir" said Ransi.

"I need money, if you don't give it to me I'll torture and kill you!" snapped by Krishna.

"I ti..dak ber.bo..hong," said Ransi stammering. Mr. Krisna further strengthened his thrash.

"Take off your necklace!" the father orders the distended belly as he looks at the silver pendant that is coiled around Ransi's neck.

"Ti. this isn't my friend's gift locket."

I don't know, this ordeal is always a fate that I don't want to play with my life. All the money I had was taken away by the Adzriel bang, the Azalea-given silver pendant no longer coiled around my neck. Next what else will they take from me, should this suffering continue I feel without ever tasting happiness even if only for a minute.

Drt.drt..

Vibration sourced from the phone, makes Ransi shift the green button on the screen hp.

"You where Ran, me and papa from earlier waiting for you at the restaurant."

As much as possible Ransi tried not to make Rafan hear his cries and tried to calm down.

"Suddenly my head was dizzy Raf and I went straight home."

"Is it still painful now?"

"Not anymore, you don't have to worry. There's something I want to talk to you about, can you come to my house?"

"All right, I'm going to your house. Wait for me at home."

"Well okay." Ransi hung up the phone, then picked up the clothes strewn across the floor and arranged them. After that, he cleaned up a very messy room.

Right now his mind is really chaotic and confused how to go through all the trials that hit.

The rain that had subsided made Ransi sit pensively in front of the porch of the house with an empty view.

Tin.tin..

"Whose car is that?" batin Ransi wondered when she saw a car parked in front of her house. Someone from inside opened the car glass and waved at Ransi.

Seeing Rafan sitting in the driver's seat, Ransi immediately approached him and got into the car.

"Tumben's got a car, where's your bike?" ask Ransi wonder.

"My motorbike is still at the restaurant, papa told me to use the car because the rain was still heavy," replied Rafan while staring at Ransi.

"Why not tell me if your head is dizzy. I can take you home and take you to the hospital."

"What's up, Ran?" Rafan clasped Ransi's hand trying to make the girl growl.

"The guy you were with at the restaurant was your dad, right, Raf?"

"Yes, he's my papa. Why the hell?"

Ransi was eager to jump from a height to be killed on the spot when she heard Rafan say, "Yes, he's my papa."

Ransi lowered her head and tried to tell a fact that would definitely hurt little Rafan. Oh Rafan I really don't like this fact. But, this is the reality that I have to reveal, I don't want if you know this reality from others, it will make you feel even more deeply hurt.

"The man you were with once touched my body at Neptu's club."

Rafa let go of his grasp.

"What?"

"I don't know if that man is your father, Raf" Ransi sobbed, she saw the look on Rafan's face that was so fragile.

"Whatever I have to hate, I deserve it."

"Get out of my car!"

"Raf."

"OUT!" for the first time Rafan snapped at Ransi, a snarl of fragility that he did not want to throw.

Even though Ransi said an apology, it still could not change everything. Whatever decision Rafan Ransi must be able to accept.