Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 84

The image had just arrived home when the dinner hour had arrived. He entered the house without his usual spirit.

"Partner!" call sir Bayu.

The image stopped its pace. He looked towards the father who was walking towards him.

"Papa's gonna talk to me for a second. Can you come with Papa to the living room?" said pak Bayu.

The image just nodded its head. He didn't answer anything. But he followed his papa steps towards the middle room.

"Sit down!" said Mr. Bayu again.

The image obeys the words of the father with the head still bowed in.

"Why do you want to ask, why did you miss school?" ask sir Bayu.

Imaged speech. He wanted to be honest, but he was afraid that his papa would get even more angry.

"The answer honestly. Papa will not be angry if you want to be honest," said Mr. Bayu.

"Sorry, Pa. Citra Nemenin Mas Tian in hospital. You see.the thing is...."

"Why don't you call Tian's parents?" cut pak Bayu.

"Udah. But Mas Tian's mother came in the afternoon" Citra replied.

Mr. Bayu took a long breath. "Papa doesn't forbid you to take care of the sick Tian anymore. Papa also doesn't forbid you to care about Tian. But---"

Mr. Bayu deliberately paused the speech. The man wanted to see the reaction of the image. But the image did not overreact. He only stared at Pak Bayu briefly then lowered his head again.

"You and Tian are still fiancees. Not yet husband and wife. So, Papa asked for help with you. Please prioritize your education. Don't neglect your school. Papa does not want your school to fall apart just because you want something else," continued Bayu.

The image nodded in understanding. He actually didn't want to ditch earlier either. But he could not bear to leave Tian alone in the hospital.

Mr. Bayu sighed again. "Yes! Now you take a shower. After that we ate," he said at last.

The image nodded its head. He then got up from his seat and walked slowly towards his room upstairs.

As she was about to enter her room, Anne called out to her.

"You why? Getting scolded by Papa?" ask Anne.

The image only took a long breath. "I go in first. Take a shower and keep resting. I'm tired!" said it.

The image paid no attention to Anne's question. Anne became astonished by the change in attitude of the image. Maybe he was still upset about being scolded by Papa, she thought.

Anne then went downstairs. He walked towards the dining room.

"What image is An?" ask Mirna ma'am.

"Still showering like this, Ma" replied Anne.

Miss Mirna the mangosteen heard Anne's reply.

"Oh yes! How's Tian doing?" ask sir Bayu.

"It's light, Pa. Maybe tomorrow we can go home" Azwan explained.

Mr. Bayu mangosteen hearing Azwan's explanation.

"Tomorrow we go to the hospital, Pa. It's not nice to be a ghost candidate again in the hospital but we don't look there," said Ms Mirna.

"Yes, Ma. But if for example Papa has not come, Mama leaves with Mr. Kosim aja yes," said Mr. Bayu.

Miss Mirna nodded her head. "You guys eat first. Mama wants to call Citra" said Miss Mirna.

All three compactly nodded their heads. Then without command, they took turns scooping rice onto their plates.

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It has been almost a week Tian and Citra have not been mutually reprimanded. They're like strangers if they accidentally cross paths.

"I can't keep believing this. I need to sort this out right away. Let it not drag on," Citra said in her heart.

The girl got up from her seat and walked out of the classroom. Just then, Anne and Maria would enter the classroom after coming from the school cafeteria.

"Where are you going Cit?" ask Maria.

"You go to the perpus" Citra replied.

"You want to go back to the book?" ask Anne.

The image nodded its head.

"Mrs Diana is still on leave. So no one's guarding it now" Maria said.

The image patted his forehead. She forgot that Diana, the custodian of the family, was on leave to get married two days ago. Automatic perpus close.

"Tomorrow if you want to return the book. In a moment bell right," said Maria again.

The image agreed. Then he walked back into the classroom.

I don't think school hours are over. That means all students are allowed to go home. The image seemed rushed. He quickly cleaned his school equipment.

"Where are you going anyway? Really rushed?" ask Anne.

"There's a bad deal" Citra replied.

The girl walked quickly to the classroom exit. He walked towards the motor park. The image wanted to solve his problem with Tian. He doesn't want the problem to drag on.

"I have to hurry. Before Mr. Tian came home," he told himself.

The image half ran towards the parking lot. He doesn't care about the sweat that's wetting his body. In his mind, he had to immediately meet Tian to solve their problems.

His steps came to a halt as he saw Tian was joking around with a schoolgirl. The image of the schoolgirl was the same person she had seen in the cafe at the time.

The image keeps watching them. His eyes kept staring at them. He could see how efficacious the girl was to Tian. He could also see Tian responding to the girl with his style.

"Partner!" Tian screeched as his eyes saw Citra was staring at him.

The image immediately passed from there when it realized Tian was looking towards him. She wiped away her dripping tears without being able to hold it anymore.

"Where is Pak Tian going? He said he wanted me to come home?" silvi.

Tian let out a long breath. "Yes already. Let me take you home" Tian said.

Meanwhile, Citra walked quickly towards the gate. Where Mr. Kosim was waiting for him.

"Where were you going?" ask Azwan.

"To the toilet" replied Short Image.

"Kebelt?" azwan said again.

Not yet Citra replied, she saw a scene that made her heart hurt and sore.

"Git!" call Maria.

The image turned towards Maria. He forced his smile as he looked at Maria. As if to show that he is okay.

"Yeah, in!" bring him.

The image nodded its head. He gets into the car with Mary and Anne.

On the way home, Citra seemed silent. Even after arriving home, Citra was silent. She went straight into her room without caring about Anne and Maria who were looking at her with pity.

Inside the room, Citra seemed to sit on the sofa next to the window. His eyes were wet with tears. His heart still felt very sore when he remembered the incident earlier.

The ringing of the mobile phone stopped his daydream. He immediately grabbed his phone lying beside him. He read the incoming message and instantly his cry grew. His heart was getting sore when reading the messages that went into his phone.