Heavannas

65. HANDA'S MISERY

"Handa, wait for me!"

Hearing his name being called, Handa immediately stopped her steps. Looking at Zia who was still far back there, was running towards him and stopped before him with a hunting breath. Handa tried to be as normal as possible, not wanting to make Zia worry about her. There was no denying the pain after hearing Agam's scream was still felt, and it managed to make his mood drop drastically.

"Lo isn't papa, is he?" zia asked while examining her cousin's body parts.

"Gue no papa, I'm sorry!" Handa touched Zia's left cheek which was still flushed, "Lo no papa right?"

"Gue ain't papa!"

"Thank God, I'm afraid your trauma will show up again!"

Handa still clearly remembers the loud slap that Angel was giving, at that time she was fighting with Sarah. To the point of not focusing on Angel who quietly approached and attacked her cousin. Handa knew that Zia was not good at fighting with strength, because with all her might she pushed Sarah to hit the wall. He will not stay silent, letting Angel hurt his cousin.

"What you should be worried about, I don't want to do anything because of me!" Zia.

"Gue ain't papa!" Handa showed a wide smile, only to make Zia calmer. "I think I should go first!" he said he saw Heaven approaching.

"Follow me!" Heaven clasped Zia's hand, then took her away without saying anything to Handa.

Handa only shook his head at Heaven's behavior which casually pulled Zia away, regardless of her previously speaking self. Moments of silence in place, Handa again ran to follow the foot step. The clashing sound was still clearly ringing in the ears making a commotion in his mind, at least he had to find a place to clear his mind at the moment.

Handa opened the last door, until he arrived on the school rooftop. His feet stepped in the breezy wind that blows slowly hit his body, long hair in a beautiful booth several times exposed following the direction of the wind blows. Taking a deep breath, Handa could see the view of the skyscrapers from above the rooftop. Clear liquid had already gathered in her eye peluk, the girl looked up trying to hold back her tears from falling.

"HAAAA... I HATE YOU FUCKING!" screams dust.

"Lo think I'm gonna be jealous?"

"Gue's not jealous if you know!"

"Lo wants to go out with anyone, I don't care! What do you doang, who can date? I can also do it!"

"BASIC GUY NYEBELIN! NIESEL I'VE KNOWN LO, AARGGHHH...."

Handa gripped tightly the barrier that had been his grip since, his eyes were shining sharply forward so upset. His hunting breathing roar was in control, trying not to think about it anymore. For a while Handa wanted to feel calm, but still the voice of Agam still ringing clearly in his ears.

"Yes, I can't calm down. Why do you believe him?"

Handa closed his eyes, cursing at him who was unable to do anything before Agam. Handa repeatedly banged his head against the wall, until a large hand managed to block his forehead which was about to collide with the wall for the umpteenth time. Handa looked up at the palm of the hand, then slowly turned to see who the owner of the hand was.

"Sir Gala?" Handa frowned, looking at the cold and quiet man standing beside her.

Gala stuffed her left hand into her pants pocket, still staring at Handa with a flat face. "No need to yell, noisy!"

Handa averted her eyes, covering up the embarrassment after foolishly shouting indistinctly. How could he not realize there was a Gala around the rooftop, could it be that the guy heard all his frustration earlier. "Aren't Gala horrifying all?" tanyanya slow.

"According to you?"

"That's kind of a horror!" handa said stiffly, "Sir Gala, what's here?" tanya tried pleasantries.

"You seek tranquility! But you're noisy!"

"Oh sorry Brother!" said Handa. I don't know, the disappointment was immediately eliminated seeing Gala there.

Gala was just silent, leaning against the wall and looking at the vastness of the blue sky with a long sigh. His right hand moved through the pocket of the shirt, taking a white flat object without a casing or any protector. Some of the pink and white graded flower motifs are beautifully displayed on the cracked screen, Gala is still staring at him endlessly.

"Lo likes amaryllis flowers?" gala asked after a moment of silence.

Handa who was enjoying the breeze that blew immediately turned his head, staring at the mobile phone Gala pointed at him. It was his phone, whose screen had already broken due to falling quite hard on the floor due to the feud with Agam. Actually, Handa had long wanted to buy a new phone, so he deliberately did not install any protection on his phone in the hope that it could be quickly damaged. But now he regretted his desire, because it turned out that the phone was damaged not only himself.

"Why? Doesn't fit?" Handa smiled wryly, realizing that her attitude that had always been barbaric was not as pretty as the amaryllis flower.

"Huh?"

Gala turned her head still with her flat face, looking at Handa who was frowning. It was very clear that the girl had heard her mutter earlier. It seemed Gala had been wrong for underestimating Handa's hearing acuity earlier. "No need to hear Agam's talk, he just doesn't want to do anything!"

"Mending lo down this abis, looking for the same teacher!" Gala sauntered away, leaving Handa who was frowning slightly confused. Handa's ears were still sharp enough to catch Gala's murmur earlier, the cold guy had just said that he was beautiful.

Am I wrong, right?

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While on the other hand, Heaven still pulled Zia's hand with her mouth still tightly locked. Zia just resigned to follow the steps of the man left, until he arrived at the school park next to the sports field. When he reached the intended place, Heaven stopped his steps abruptly. Zia who was in focus looked around the park, until she hit the guy in front of her because she did not focus on looking at the road.

"Oh, Brother Heaven if you want to stop saying dong!"

Zia grumbled as she held her forehead which had just collided with Heaven's hard arm. His eyes glanced at Heaven who turned out to still have a flat face, Zia understood that at this time the guy was not in the mood because he did not get an explanation about the cause of the fight with Angel earlier could occur. Zia gasped as the big hand suddenly grabbed her two shoulders.

"Sit onem! Don't go anywhere!"

Heaven directed Zia to sit on the chair, while warning her to stay in place, then passed away. Zia just kept quiet, despite actually wanting to run away right now. Sometimes he thought if there was a day where there was no Heaven to bother, it might be the most pleasant day for him. Without thinking about anything and free to do anything, ah if only it could happen.

Under the shady tree, Zia was still sitting leaning back to enjoy the peace. Although at least he felt surprised because he did not see any students who came to the park, though usually the park is the most pleasant place for students to study or just take a break while waiting for the break to be completed. Zia tried to think positively, it was possible that all of this was Heaven that forbade all children from coming to the land.

After a few minutes, Heaven came carrying drinks and a compress that seemed to have been filled with ice cubes. "Old sorry!" said it.

Heaven sat himself down while opening the bottle cover, then thrust it at the girl who had been silently staring at his arrival. "Drink first!"

"Thank you." Zia took the drink hanging in front of her, and drank it once.

"Now obviously, why are you fighting?" Heaven placed the cold compress tool onto Zia's cheek which had been left without handling. Seeing the cheeks that were still flushed made him curious again. Why can there be a quarrel, when Zia did not like the name of the quarrel.

"Why not, want to fight!" zia did not want to explain.

"Anna!" Heaven growled, unsatisfied at that absurd answer.

"So cold, don't take it long!" Zia protested, keeping the compress that had been stuck on her cheek for too long.

"Next time don't fight like that again, not good!" Heaven put the compress tool on the chair, after feeling Zia's cheek is much better.

"Not back? Who likes to fight, Brother Heaven!"

"Gue different Anna! You're a girl, it's not good if you fight like that. Then if you're why-why?"

For a moment the atmosphere became silent, no words and sentences were able to break the silence. Heaven glanced at Zia who was just silent, like she was immersed in her own thoughts. "Diem's cigarette?"

Not getting an answer, Heaven anxiously pinched one of Zia's cheeks which still greeted the situation fine. Of course it made Zia wake up, then look at Heaven lazily. Still not out of thought, why the guy likes to pinch his cheeks mercilessly.

"Yes yes, I'm sick!" Irritatedly he beat Heaven's hand that was still attached to his cheek, his lips pursed after successfully saving his cheek from the most annoying pinch of the whole universe.

"It's all because of you!"

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Make Chagala ship, it seems the struggle will be more difficult. Icha and Gala can unite? 🤔

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