Frisson

Chapters. 73

"Aunt me, will you get the fruit?" bargain aunty. My head nodded. A ringing of the cell phone sounded. I'm sure it's not my phone, because the ringtone is too old-fashioned for me. It must have been an aunt. "Non, just in a minute ... My son in the village called."

 

"Yes, Bi."

 

Aunt walked out of the kitchen. It seems like an important conversation. My shoulders are lifted. I got up from my seat and headed for the freezer on the right.

 

I opened the refrigerator door and found the fruit in there. Somewhat. My soul that was once sad returned to this house, suddenly cheerful. My favorite. I'll take three. A little greedy, but no voracious word for avocado.

 

Because I have lived in this house, I still remember the place where the things were put. Because there is no difference from before. It's all still the same.

 

I can find the knife easily. Then peel the avocado calmly. This fruit is very easy to peel because the fruit is very soft. I washed my hands and left one avocado still not peeled. I'm looking for milk in the kitchen cupboard. But I still haven't found it.

 

The sound of the door opening sounded. Because from the front door, I'm sure it's Rara.

 

"Ra, want some avocado juice? I want to ..." My words stopped because the one in front of me was not Rara, but Gara. The door that opened was not Rara.

 

Gara's eyeballs stared in amazement at my being here. For sure. Because there's no guess we'll meet in this house. An old house with many good and bad memories.

 

"How are you, Zia?" ask Gara who I believe is also confused with me who is standing in the kitchen. That's a cliche question to me, but it's more appropriate to ask the news than any other question.

 

"Okay" I replied.

 

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...GARA POV...

 

A few minutes before Gara appeared in front of Zia.

 

 

The house is in a state of desolation. The occupants of this house are just him and Rara. Also some people who work to clean the house and so on.

 

My feet were about to head to Rara's room, but they were stopped by hearing a female voice faintly from the kitchen. I turned my feet to the kitchen.

 

Maybe the boy was eating lunch. Or she is planning cooking exercises for her beloved husband later.

 

My hand held the kitchen door handle slowly. Meant to avoid the noise because you want to surprise Rara in the kitchen. But it turns out my hands are quite a lot of energy to make the sound of the door sounding loud.

 

"Ra, want some avocado juice? I want to ..."

 

The voice surprised me when I had not turned around. And even more shocking when the body turned to face me.

 

That's Zia. The woman who broke my heart. Then turned me against Hanen whom I usually ignored. The woman who made my chest pound as she looked at him.

 

I'm thumping.

 

"How are you, Zia?" I can no longer think about what I want to say. I'm sure we're both surprised to meet. Everything in you is still the same, Zi. Only the stomach changed. Slightly bloated because the baby in the womb is getting bigger.

 

The knife was still in Zia's grasp. And I saw an avocado peeled in a bowl. Also the avocado fruit is still intact. It doesn't seem to have been peeled off.

 

Where's Rara? Is he in his room? Zia must be uncomfortable with my appearance. I better find Rara.

 

But it turns out my heart is more in line with my feet. My body wants to go to Zia.

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