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About Araz

Renjana Kanya's

The joy of the children of the flood victims was very contagious when the La Femmes group arrived at the site. They ran to welcome us and helped bring the basic boxes, textbooks to stories, and decent clothes.

Laughter did not disappear from their faces even though the burden carried was quite heavy. Instead they do it as if without burden and shoulder to shoulder with peers and older people, when lifting the boxes.

Unknowingly, I laughed when I saw their joy that did not subside. Although the flood is still reluctant to go and soak their houses since one week ago.

The new year should be a new hope for people who have an average down economy. But the flood actually flooded their residence and made them unable to move as usual. While the rain still often chat with the earth. Making the densely populated settlements increasingly inundated by water.

"We gather together first jerk yuk. I'll take care of each other's duties. Especially for volunteer friends that I didn't expect this much" said a 45-year-old man.

Although almost half a century of clothing style remains trendy. Really shows the quality of LF that even the way of dress is considered.

The man introduced himself as Mas Andre. He doesn't want to be called, especially sir. He said let there be no gap so conspicuous to him. "I still look like a young man, don't I?" so good when introducing yourself.

After the team on the ground - led directly by Mas Andre the managing editor - split the task in the evacuation barracks, we immediately split according to their respective duties. Some distribute basic clothes, some direct residents to free health checks with three volunteer doctors, and some are in charge of distributing appropriate clothing according to age.

Me and Ms. Sazkia - she who asked me to call mbak, when I initially called her - happened to have the same assignment as the other four volunteers. We have the task of teaching children not to miss lessons even if they do not go to school.

As for me, I had to read fairy tales to smaller children - toddlers to grade 2 primary school - to heal their trauma. For we never know what the cheerful-faced children felt in the midst of the flood that surrounded them. That's what Araz said when he convinced me to take part in LF activities.

Ah yes, that man. Since I arrived, I haven't seen Araz because he's got a documentation assignment that requires him to always move places. Although assisted by other volunteers.

Lastly, I saw her in the crowd of mothers who actually took her selfie. I could hear them yelling "Korean artists, Korean artists" and swarming around Araz. When I saw his sudden face, I couldn't help laughing.

"He always does, wherever he is the center of attention. Not because his face is handsome, but his attitude also always makes others comfortable near him. Especially mothers. Don't be jealous, you're the only girl he's ever approached" Sazkia said to me. The glasses woman smiled widely as I silently watched Araz.

"Eh no Ma'am, I just want to laugh at him among the hordes of mothers that."

Sazkia's laughter is getting louder. While preparing the learning materials, we gossiped about Araz.

"Well maybe not now, but there will be a time when you will be jealous of girls near Araz."

"Well, how sure is that?"

"Gue knows Araz. He is not a person who easily falls in love, even impressed cold same chick. You must be a special person for him, until introduced in the scope of his work friendship. Like an open declaration to the AFC," said Mbak Sazkia began telling stories.

"APR? Don't-don't Mbak Sazkia is also a member of the AFC, huh?" my many means to flirt. But the woman glared at me.

"I'm not, I'm married. My son two. I'm 40 years old now. Yes still brondong lyrics like Araz?"

"Oh yeah? Seriously?"

"Why, don't you see if I have two kids?"

I smiled shyly in response to Ms. Sazkia's question. If you look at the shape of his body that is like a model even though it is not higher than me, who would have thought that Sazkia has two children. He looks even younger than his real age.

Are LF people like that? Their appearance covered their true age. Even Mas Andre the managing editor looks so young even though the wrinkle lines are inevitable.

"Sori Mbak, sometimes I like to judge someone's appearance unconsciously."

"Him human is His. Ironically, sometimes we do it to bring down other women by denouncing their physique. First I saw that too. I was thinking, what makes Araz enthusiastically take you to the office. I think because you are beautiful, but it is impossible. Lo beautiful, even your face is sweet, but far compared to Bianca."

Besides, I don't deserve to be hurt by Sazkia's words. Didn't I judge Sazkia by her physical appearance?

"But I realize one thing, there's something in you that Bianca doesn't have. Whatever it is, I'm sure Araz must have seen it first before seeing your physical appearance," said Sazkia broke the daydream in my mind. I can only smile because I don't take the conversation seriously.

"I'm the same Mas Araz has nothing to do, Ma'am. Don't misunderstand me."

"Yet. I told you, I know who Araz is and what that guy thinks. Even if you do not like him now, you will not reject him someday. How, do you need my help to get you closer?"

"Eh? No need to Ma'am. I'm not interested in dating."

"Who made Araz his girlfriend? He's the dream husband of every Kanya woman."

"Well, that's what's more. I haven't thought about getting married in the near future."

"Poor Araz, once you like girls who are gini models anyway."

"Well, does Mas Araz like me?"

Hearing my question, Ms. Sazkia actually patted the eel and refocused on composing the material to be prepared. A volunteer in charge of opening the materials has signaled that we are getting ready immediately.

If I don't remember wrongly, his name is Dimas. The man who is two years younger than me and still holds the title of student, has also grouped the village children according to their age and level of education.

"If the business he likes or does not like you, find out for yourself. Btw, if you are not comfortable talking to me using me-you, do not have to be forced. If you talk about lo-gue with me, it does not mean the impression becomes disrespectful. Just relax."

Again I just laughed in response to Sazkia's statement. That woman was so excited to fight me with Araz that I didn't think it was necessary. I told you, there's still a wound in my heart that hasn't healed.

I will never allow anyone to see how my heart breaks. Never mind looking, not even peeking I won't give you a crack. Let him recover on his own and be ready to receive new love. I don't know who, but not at the moment. I don't want to hurt any more.

"Oh pantes, it turns out you guys are the one talking to me. From then on my right eye twitched. There's another gosipin I turned out to be."

Suddenly Araz appeared between us. The man's smile expanded before pointing the camera and capturing my moment with Sazkia's mother.

"If you want about me, you can ask Him Sazkia. She is like my mother when in Jakarta," said Araz greeted by a sharp plot Sazkia.

"Well I have a son like you. Nyusahin. That's what the AFC targets are starting to do every day." Sazkia ma'am grumbled. But his last words made me curious.

"What is the AFC target?"

"Yes, I often wonder about Araz. It is often used as a courier without their equal service mark. I keep getting it."

Hearing Sazkia's confession, Araz's face turned red. The man was embarrassed when Ms. Sazkia spilled her frustration due to the actions of the Araz Fans Club which consists of La Femmes girls Alcatraz fans. He even passed from before us as Sazkia began to bring up what she had done for Araz. Looks like the man is really embarrassed by Mbak Sazkia due to the actions of his fans.

"But be calm, I'm sure Araz will be yours, his."

"I'm sorry, Ma'am again?"

"Yes I want you to be my ghost," said Sister Sazkia as she passed from before me.

"What?"

I wasn't wrong, was I?