
"Because you came in too?" airin asked as he returned to his living room with three teas, one for him, one for Raka, and one for the bully.
A few moments ago after Airin realized that the man who stopped the house next to him was the bully aka Julian aka ex-husband who had to be away to a radius of many kilometers, he said, he decided to invite Raka into the house. Damn, the intruder also came in. More ignorant of his embarrassment, Julian without permission also sat on the sofa.
Airin was cengo. Really, he never knew that Julian had such a shameless attitude. He knew that the man had an indifferent attitude to any situation. However, look. He haughtily and mirthingly flat face sat on the long sofa next to him, Raka who had been silent at the corner of her lips revealed a smile.
One year did not change the man's attitude. He remains a man who is not stingy smile, always looks cheerful even though his condition is currently being hung by, Airin. Raka and the bully look very, very different, but somehow Airin still can not accept Raka.
He had no doubts about the man's feelings, but it was just that Airin still had a hard time opening his heart. He knew that Raka was serious to him, but Airin could not be serious to the man because in his little heart there was still the name Julian Pranata.
Strange no, love is so. Whether the feeling arises with what, how, if already love well love. People also say that love is blind, love is fooling, and love is lying.
"Hi, why stand up. Sit over. Here I help!" As usual, Raka who had been silent noticed moving grabbed the tray carried by Airin.
The behavior of the man made, Airin who was silent with all his thoughts immediately realized. As a result, the woman only smiled clumsyly as she saw Raka put the tray on the small table that was in the middle of the sofa.
"Sorry, uh thank you and sorry." Like a fool, Airin was confused as to what to say. The woman timidly sat down on the sofa single that was on Raka's left.
While Raka, she as usual would smile at Airin like that, "So, how's the business, Mrs Airin Wigantara?" tanyakanya.
Shortly after hearing the question, Airin raised both eyebrows. However, a few seconds later he smiled towards Raka.
"It looks like you're spouting the wrong name, Mr. Satriawan." Julian suddenly spoke with one corner of his lips pulled upwards.
"Good and all this because of you too. If you didn't help me move forward, maybe my efforts weren't this big." Airin answered Raka's question with the same facial expression.
Raka smiled hearing that, "Not so. I'm just helping out a little. You try to move forward because of your hard work," Raka replied and the two people unconsciously ignored, Julian. No, at this time Airin and Raka did not think Julian existed.
Julian knew that he was clenching his hands, but he did not take action. He was silent and saw the interaction of his ex-wife who seemed very happy talking to Raka. Unfortunately, the woman acted like she did not consider herself to exist. Evidently as he looked, Airin never looked back at him.
Really, seeing that Julian hurt himself. For example, this time the man was considered non-existent. Though the important people in Jakarta alone do not dare to do this, but look at the two people who are busy talking it.
"Oh yes, how are you?" raka asked, making Julian raise one eyebrow in his eye.
"Why? The kangen? If we visit him, how? In recent months, I have also rarely met him" Airin said, still ignoring Julian.
After doing that, Julian got up. He said nothing and left immediately. Anyway, what's the part? He was considered non-existent. So, better to go too. Being there, makes the inner rumbles angry.
Airin and Raka instantly silently looked at Julian's gurgle like that, "Is he okay?" whispered Airin with a worried tone.
"Either, but it's appropriate for her because she used to do this to you, too, right?" raka replied in a slightly high tone, making Julian's move stall on the doorstep.
Airin who saw the man standing still was instantly attacked by an erratic heartbeat.
"Thank you, it turns out that your tea is still the same as it used to be, I like it. What else is the delicious aroma of soup last night. That really fucks me." After saying that, Julian actually left. Leaving Airin rounding her eyes in surprise.
Seriate.......
...Reader. I brought the novel recommendation again. The title, "Dreaming Girl" by brother "Bhebz" The story kek gini yah👇...
Title: The Dreaming Girl
By: Bhebz
Being born poor with an appearance that was far from beautiful made her inferior. He limits his association with those around him even though he has many dreams.
The feeling of fear of being booed and bullied makes him a home child. Only mom and dad are friends and best friends, sharing stories and dreams.
Until a sad event made him leave the palace and its nest. The most comfortable shell she felt. Are his dreams going to be real out there?
Will he change his destiny?
"Is this what it feels like to be the person who is not considered to be?"
Julian Pranata