Emotion Taster
Arc 1 Organic Trash: Chapter 21 - What's Really Wrong
Hearing my words, the girl began to raise her face. I could see the line under his eyes that was marked by the tear lane, I could see the eyelids that slightly swell due to hand rubbing. His face was now different, not filled with anger, but a sobbing of sadness.
“...”
A moment after he looked at me, he began to turn his face away. For unknown reasons, the girl refused to look at me any longer.
“Until now, Ima has still not stopped stealing what I have,” he said continuing his grief.
“...”
This time Azarin's voice was heavy. Unlike the previous sentences filled with sadness and jealousy, this time his anger emotions were much more dominant.
“My father had an affair with his mother Ima.”
“...”
Either I've contracted an emotion from someone here or I don't. Hearing Azarin's words, my brain temporarily went into freeze.
Whahuh? How's it?
“Ima not only took all the attention around, but she also took my father. It's been a long time since my father had an affair with his mother Ima, my mother who knew immediately shock and stress because of it. In the end my family was destroyed, my parents divorced, my father left, and my mother became grumpy.”
Eh? Whatisit? It's very bad. Broken Home's? I didn't think the problem was that serious.
I gulped, looking for the right solution and reaction to respond to this.
“Un,” my response while nodding. “I've heard, thank you for telling me. Now I know that you've been a strong girl all along.”
I said it casually. It was as wise and understood what Azarin was feeling. But ....
“Ck,” decak Azarin tongue quite loud audible. “Kaivan ..”
Hn?
Exit ... again out. His anger continued to explode.
With a strong breath, Azarin took one step forward to get closer to me while raising her face towards me.
*srek.
Her hand was holding .. or even strangling my collar. His slightly different height with me made him able to lift a little bit of my body up.
Dug ...
But the anger lasted only a moment. After strangling and gripping my clothes, the strength of his hand weakened instead. Azarin's actions just now weren't done to hurt me.
*Nif ....
His face was back in tears. His emotions were completely unstable, so fragile with uncertainty. His gaze was filled with sadness and doubt, after looking at me closely, his grip was removed.
“Kaivan ..”
His hand went down slowly following gravity, creeping and groping the ribs until he finally stuck them on my chest. Azarin's two shaking fists seemed to channel all his emotions to the heart.
“How can I be happy?” ask with lirih. “I'm confused, my mother often beat me now, she's very irritable. Not to mention my friends now, many thought I was evil, thinking that I was heartless. I'm bored .. I hate being judged like that."
“Don't worry, I'm not the same as them. Not one bit I think that you are evil. If the guy you like is rejecting you, if the guys at school think you're mean, or even if your own mom hates you, they're the ones who're actually blind.”
*Whoush ....
Azarin's emotions softened. The tremors in his hands started to stop, I could feel that his heart wound was slightly being healed.
"Really?" he said by softening the sound. "Didn't you see? I've beaten Ima, I've made her sick, I'm tired of being called evil instead turn around and follow their will .... That's me, you know. I made all the accusations true. Are you sure you said it was like that?"
Compared to the stern utterance of a confession, the tone of the sentence that Azarin uttered was more similar to a plea. My whole body was goosebumps hearing him, so great he put his feelings there.
"You will tell me how many times" I assure you. "I'm not blind . They are blind. I never thought you were the bad guy. I'll stay here with you."
His sobs rang out again, the tremors of his hand reappearing following. But ..., even so .. I also feel the happiness flowing.
“Te-continue ... I have to how?”
“Stop what you did to Ima. One thing you missed in the story. Ima is also the one who always believes in you. He does not consider you a bad person, he believes that you will return to the right path.”
*Nif ....
Azarin lowered her hand from my chest, she again lowered her head to the ground.
Of course .. I can't turn back time. Something that happened I can't make it go away and assume it doesn't exist. The fact that her parents divorced will not change.
“Azarin .. do you hate your mother?”
“...”
He didn't answer. Tend to be silent and no sign will answer.
“If you hate it, you just have to report it to the adults out there. They can save and separate you from your mother.”
“...”
“But, if you don't hate him, if you want to believe him, hope you don't want to part. Make him change, don't let your mother keep to herself, you're the one who knows what she's going through, she's now in the same difficult circumstances as you.”
“...”
Azarin's reaction was weak. His two hands hanging limply showed that he did not put any energy on his body. The turbulent waves of emotions the girl had also stopped, leaving me with no idea what she was feeling right now. Like a heavy rain that fluttered for a moment, Azarin's emotions were now more like a drizzle of rain.
“Azarin ...?” call me a little worried.
Buk.
Ghuak!?
But, the girl suddenly hit me in the stomach. The pain that instantly appeared made my body limp and eventually fell into a half-standing position holding onto the stomach.
“...”
The pain caused the reflex to close my eyes, the view in front of me temporarily blocked. While stroking the skin around the digestive organs, I also tried to open my eyes to see Azarin in front of me.
Hm?
Again the girl did her best, she had already gone away from me. His pace was so fast, when my eyes were able to peek, Azarin was already at the end of the exit leaving me.
Did I upset him? Are my words too exaggerated as an outsider?
A few swabs and a stomach massage I did to relieve the pain just now. Unlike the attack at the beginning that left me sprawled, the punch just now was completely beyond my expectations. It turned out that the girl could hit people without eliciting emotions of anger. As a result my stomach was not ready to harden itself to increase the defense from outside attacks.
After being strong enough to stand up, I also approached the girls who had been behind. There I saw Imarine standing in front of Amalia.
“Ima,” call me to him while approaching. “You're okay— 'no, you must be okay, anyway.”
The girl was in a bad state with a wet body and some bruises on her body.
“...”
So I started to open my jacket. Intend to give him first aid so that he does not get cold and can disguise his dirty clothes.
“Ima ... wear jacketku—”
Buk.
Ghuak!?
Stroke in the stomach again. I received it from Imarine and made me fall for the second time. The pain multiplied because he attacked in the same place as Azarin. And for some reason, Imarine who just now could also do the same thing ... hit without letting out emotions of anger.
Huh .. hah ....
I saw Imarine, she also left this place without saying goodbye. It actually makes me a little worried about what I'm doing. In fact, after the last sentence I said, the wave of depressive emotions had disappeared.
Although the pain has not gone away, I still try to lift my face to see Amalia's condition.
“Woi, Amalia—”
Buk.
This time he hit me in the head using his notebook. Unlike Azarin and Imarine, that punch I could feel the waves of his emotions. The girl's irritated feeling was felt, but my condition made it impossible to avoid her attack.
Following Amalia's punch, my head and body fell down until my face smelled the ground.
Shit ... What exactly is my fault?
