Dusk Limit Towards the Morning (Rain)

make a pact

I've been in Irola Village for four days now, and Leandricho hasn't sent a message in four days. At least he never worried about me.

In accordance with my promise to Noan yesterday, that this afternoon we will meet. After the meeting a few days ago made me even more familiar with him. There were a lot of things yesterday that I talked to him, but I didn't mention his mother's death and tell him about my mother.

I saw my watch, "Where's Noan? Why haven't you been here yet? It was afternoon." I said that waiting for Noan.

"Ah... That's the guy that showed up." I looked towards the gate.

Noan ran to the front of the house where I was standing, "Sorry I was late, there was a little business." He said with a breath of breath.

I looked at him, "It's okay, let's walk." I answered as I walked out to the gate.

That afternoon we decided to take a walk, not a problem with the streets. But I felt comfortable around her, so it made me and her meet this afternoon. But for his personal feelings I don't understand either.

I took my feet step by step, then glanced at Noan, "What makes you so late?" I asked because I was not satisfied with Noan's answer.

Noan sighed, "There was a small debate between me and my father, so it made me a little late." He answered with a lethargic face.

I wanted to ask what the matter was but there was such a doubt in my heart, "If I may know what the matter is?" My curiosity overcame my doubt.

Noan looked at me fixedly, "about my mother." The expression on his face began to change. Like sadness, but there is anger..

Actually I already knew that Noan's mother had died from being killed, but I didn't want to look like she was scraping through her personal life.

"Why your mother?" I asked who pretended not to know.

Noan looked forward, his eyes looking focused. "My mother is dead. He was killed by someone. Until now I have not found who the killer is. When I asked Dad about Mom's death, it was as if Dad was trying to cover it up. And it made me even more suspicious. Yet there is not a bit of evidence left." In his eyes was a glimmer of anger and hatred.

"I'm sorry if I asked you something that shouldn't be questioned." I regretted seeing Noan's expression.

"It's okay, it's the first time I've told anyone about Mom. I don't know why I seem to trust you for this." The answer is sure of me.

"Don't you think that it's possible that the killer was in contact with your mother?" I tried to help Noan with a temporary guess.

Noan stopped his footsteps, "I also had time to think like that. But I once said that no one is close to you. Because you're the quiet type." Clearly looking at me.

For a moment I was silent to think, "It will be difficult to find the killer. Supposedly if your father could tell you everything you could find the killer with information from your father." Obviously to him.

We continued walking, "You were right, so there was often a little debate between me and Dad. But I also did not give up on getting information. According to the information I got back then Mom once had a girlfriend but who she was I don't know either. But his friend is now dead. That's all I know about who and where he lives I don't know." Obviously Noan to me.

"If you knew who your mother's best friend was and where she lived it would make it easier for you in your search." My answer.

"So I can only say if." It seems his mood is getting worse.

"I'm just like you, I don't have a mother. My mother died after a week of my birth." I said without anyone talking about it.

"I'm sorry if I remind you of your mother." He answered while glancing at me.

"You're wrong, I should be the one apologizing. Because I started it, but when I heard the story about your mother. It's true that I remember my mother." I started to get carried away.

"What we experience is really very similar, lonely and suffering without Mom. I wanted to act like I was okay, but honestly in my heart I really wasn't okay. My heart is broken." My eyes started to tear, my chest hurt a lot.

The sadness we feel makes us forget that we just know each other. It makes us feel like we have known for a long time. Without awkwardness, without burden we tell each other about feelings that we could not previously describe.

"Ah.. It's enough to get here. I'm sorry I made you cry." Noan ended that discussion.

"Do I look ugly when I cry?" I asked Noan.

"Yes. You are ugly when you cry. That's why I don't want you to cry. You'll look beautiful when you smile." Noan wiped my tears. His attitude made my heart beat.

"Thank you." The warm touch of Noan's hand on my cheek caused me to be swept away by his kindness.

Our eyes looked at each other. And Noan's cheeks were flushed. The atmosphere that afternoon was getting warm.

"Sorry." Noan let go of his hand.

"It's okay." My answer is to turn my face.

"Later tonight I'd like to invite you to dinner at home. Do you want to?" Ask with hope.

"Later tonight?" I asked to reassure.

"Yes tonight. Can't you?" Disappointed noan.

"All right I can. I'll be at your house tonight." Jaksapku.

"We better get back to Villa, it's getting late. I'm afraid Bi Helen will be looking for you." Noan's worried.

"All right, let's go back." I turned around and headed towards the Villa.

"Why are you following me?" I said to Noan who was seen walking after me towards the Villa.

"I want to take you as an apology for being late and for making you cry." He lowered his head.

I smiled, "You don't need to be like that, I'm fine going home alone. I cried because of my own will. Not because of you. So you don't have to worry." I explained so that Noan did not think too much about it.

"I'll just have to take you to Villa." Force Noan on me.

"As far as you are." I continued walking towards the villa.

Arriving in front of the Villa, "Thank you Noan." I'm happy for him.

"Together Ruan the Princess." His words bowed as if greeting a Princess.

"Hahaha what are you doing." I laughed at Noan's behavior.

"I like you like this. Past laughing. You're so pretty." Praised me.

I immediately ran into the Villa without any concern for Noan. Pleased to get a compliment from Noan, he treated me well. I'm so happy to be friends with him.