I Choose You!
#36 His Slices Injured
“Hand of Rasyi,” papa who is already in front of the opening of the car door reached out to me.
I slowly lifted my foot off the foot of the car and grabbed his right hand. Stand up slowly, going down to make sure my backpack is firmly attached to my shoulder.
He turned to his left hand to guide me. And closed the car after I stood far enough away from him. Warm hands began to continue their steps. Papa is still a doctor. He couldn't possibly let me put too much weight on my sprained leg.
Again he shifted my left hand with his right hand from below so that he also focused my elbow. Start walking back, “Still as sick as yesterday?”
Shake your head, “Enjoy kok.”
Hm? Papa wants to talk? “Rasyi can't just shut up in class, right?”
“Let Rasyi think~ No?” you will know that your son is a lot of kan~
“Usakan don't.”
“No promise~”
“Heh,” my little laughing papa is indeed too glare!
I got a headache. It could be that this widower man still looked like twenty years old. Papa, whose good looks did you steal?
“Rasyi popular too,” papa open again his mouth even though his hands are getting hotter fog helps me up the moving terrain.
Wait, why are so many looking at us? Is there a fun spectacle...?
⏤I turned my face back to the man I call papa. What question did I ask? This figure of papa is certainly a fun spectacle!
Papa's eyes glare awareness of the situation, “This will be gossip.”
“Iya,” and it's not fun.
Fortunately, my class was close. So the duration to withstand embarrassment is shorter without me noticing.
A gista?
He walked out of class when I stepped near the door. Again he had looked at me cynically when I was busy taking off my shoes helped papa.
“Auw!” I almost fell! He passed me by the way he hit me on the shoulder? Really?!
Papa already supports my feet holding me back, “Did Rasyi eat her cookies?”
“Eh?!” what the fuck?! Sometimes papa is random!
“Heh, it's not.”
Duh, he could be kidding! How could dong Gista have gotten that hateful to me because I ate his cake!
We entered with papa who was still holding back laughter. Do you have fun with your own jokes, O father? I don't know what part you're laughing at, but I don't like it today.
Papa's? Pointing...., bouquet of flowers? I just realized it was on my desk.
Not infrequently it happens, but the nameless figure who often gives the bouquet has long been invisible. The bouquet is always there at least once a week. Is it from him this time?
“This usual~” I remembered papa who questioned this thing.
“Sure,” eyebrow it play, “Back phone papa.”
“Iya~” I waved small.
Again he smiled. He rubbed my head gently and went to remove his figure.
Hmm.., looks like papa's mood is good. But his eyes.., I glimpsed glimmering⏤.
“RASYI!”
Whoa!
“That's who was it?!”
“Oh my god, so cute!”
“He's single right? Aye right?”
“Know dong!”
Why are the class people so noisy?!
“Ee! You guys!”
Firna~! Please save me~
This girl took her stool next to me, “That was Rasyi's papa!”
Finally, silent also⏤
“Masa?!”
“Lying! Very young!”
“Unfortunately!”
My ears....
Yes, you just busy your unwillingness. I want to check out the bouquet I just got. Where's your sweet full-sentence letter, bouquet...?
[Sorry]
...
First, my fantasy that this is a secret bouquet from Aaron, is ruined. Second, I realized I was the only one who owed me an apology. Third, I just found out that Saga is a coward!!
Apologize in this way?! No!! Can't be allowed!!
“Fyrna! Accompany me!!”
...)( )( )( )( )( )( )( )( )( )( )(...
I managed to get into the grassy land area that was allowed to be stepped on. The trees that did not want to be far away covered the face of the person I wanted to go to. Able to head to the front of his seat and raise the gaze that I believed was conscious of my feet.
Let's finish while Vian and Firna wait in the distance.
I handed you a bouquet of flowers that I deliberately brought, “There is a comment?”
Unfortunately this often noisy man was a thousand words mute.
“Aaa! What⏤!”
“How do you apologize for wearing this?!” cut it out not giving it time to be surprised.
He looked annoyed while tidying his hair from some flower petals that were concerned, “You were angry at that what the hell?”
“What do you think it is? You think I thought, my ‘oh Saga gave me beautiful flowers~ I was moved, I'm sorry deh~’ So?! Then you're stupid!”
I know that face. He can't contain his anger, “That's it!”
Smile I say not willing, “Baiklah~ The point is jeng jeng jeeeeng~ Man!”
“Aaan anyway? What matters is that I'm sorry!”
“Yes if you want to apologize, the mouth is still used~ This flower for what? Do you want to make me laugh or apologize anyway? What use? Try saying!”
“It...”.
“Oh, no use? Glad I got a sweet Saga effort that was not there for⏤”
“That's because I like you!”
... okay....
Head, pain.
Indeed, I had a guess on the reason Saga sent me a bouquet for such a long period of time. Of course I already know! Every word he used in praising me in the letter that accompanied each of his bouquets, meant not playfully stating it.
But there was no way I would have expected to hear a statement from his person directly in the middle of the park that many people were in!
“Anu, the. Aaaargha! Nevermind!” he was embarrassed to even realize it.
Looky. The people around me didn't seem to know how. Fortunately, they did not comment and acted like they had not heard anything.
“Ya,” I think I need to behave like that too rather than he's shy half-dead, “I assume not to hear anything.”
“Heh?”
Why is he so surprised?
He smiled for no reason, “You are cruel too huh. I've slipped from anger, in front of a lot of people. But so was his reaction.”
What does he mean? “We are not discussing that at this time.”
Plus I helped her not to be embarrassed. He doesn't deserve to be angry. I should have been the one who was angry at the trivialized problem.
“Oh, yes. Sorry. We'll talk about flowers. You're disgusted by receiving flowers from me. Later, I asked Aaron KAK who love flowers. Sorry I like you.”
What the fuck?! “Not! We'll say that later.”
“Good commander. What do you want to talk about?” now he's mocking me?
“Ok. Because you're insensitive, I say! Please yes, apologise for the right. Not buying flowers keep writing sorry.”
“Good. My apology is also considered disgust.”
Really? Why did he see her like that?! “Yes, you're disgusting! Hiding hands is like animals no brains!”
“Why?” he stood looking at my face that was as angry as he was, “Just hit me lightly. If it is still so, people will not die kok.”
He... said what scary thing the hell? Of course one could lose his life if beaten⏤
(“Quickly blur.”)
Heh?
“Packed ten times is also a strong man. If he can still talk, then I hit him not hard.”
(“Aargh gah!”)
(“No way, Rasyiqa~”)
Stop the.
“My hands don't bleed, meaning no problem. It just makes him kapok only.”
(“Running now.”)
(CRASHING!)
(“Ii gah!!”)
Don'tdon't. Nay!
“If I want to kill anyone, I'll just shoot. Dor!”
(DOR!)
(“Come out there.”)
(“Liar... who takes care of...”).
(“Quick!”)
(“You're funny ya~”)
(“That's it!”)
(“Ra...!”)
“Rasyi!”
“Aa!” I couldn't move for a moment I realized the breath was cut off. Abandoned I filled the cavity of the rebellious lung, “Fir... Na...?”
“Iya it's me,” the worried face it looks clear while holding me, “We're back to class, yuk?”
I nodded slowly. I can't think but follow.
“Just so scared,” voice... A saga?
“You are silent,” Firna angry? A second later Firna looked back at me and smiled, “Ayo.”
Back I nodded.
