I Choose You!
#38 Half Circle
“Where? I have to talk to Saga again?” I play pencil.
Firna frowned, “Make what? It's too late, he should be the one who dared to apologize directly.”
Indeed remembering the past starts from being disturbed by Saga's speech. But it is not wrong if Saga does not recognize the Jagad. His words were just a bitter coincidence.
“Saga doesn't know.”
Docked that frown, “Not have to be rough either.”
“Basically I pressed him for no reason.”
Firna was still wrinkled but the meaning was different. It touched my forehead, “Rasyi hurt?”
Heh? It was as if he was looking at a friend who was behaving in an unusual manner.
I try to be calm and rational. Was that not my style all this time? Don't tell me Rasyi in front of people is the one who always acts the opposite?
My smile feels vibrating, “Have to hurt first yes can only be logical?”
“Time rage is also logical. I would also not like if he apologized from the flowers. Love flowers are a plus, if loved directly.”
“But...?” I feel him holding ‘other conditions’ on his tongue.
“But I couldn't possibly get as angry as Rasyi. At most I was angry he kept quiet.”
Ha ha ha ha's. Isn't that more deadly to men? I've seen this phenomenon from all around. And results? The couple broke up and never wanted to talk even in one room.
Plus, I'm not one who likes to be quiet.
“Rasyi! Wanted the twins!”
Hm? Vian Saga? “Say, ‘wait’!”
I stood up from a sitting that was certainly still bothered with my feet. But with padded slippers and a few days of recovery, the pain faded. Walking in front of the class is not a problem. Until I finally found a figure standing in front of the corridor chair.
“Saga?” this atmosphere was not like the usual aura that surrounded Saga. He's like doing what's outside of his character, “Why?”
Sweet beige doll surrounded by pink roses. The big hand held a bouquet that was crowned with a series of beautiful piles of paper with a uniform color with roses.
Heh?! The saga?! He stretched this out?! In front of a lot of people?!
“Sorry. I was outrageous yesterday,” this guy looks sad, “I swear, I have no intention of offending anyone.”
Offend? He knows that he touched the tragic state of Jagad? If not, who else, right?
“Saga know where the Jagad is from?” I opened my mouth.
“Today I asked Brother Firna. If you say first⏤no,” he reached out the bouquet closer, “I should be sensitive. Sorry.”
Her apology mixed with guilt was very unusual with Saga's character. It's not that I don't like the gentleman's attitude, but I have to say it in public once?!
Rasyi, what are you doing?! You make a person who believes in himself high to be like a sinner who can not be forgiven even though severely punished. My big talk should I be able to control so as to at least not cause embarrassment before the eyes of the crowd!!
It's worth papa saying I'm a con man bunny who never thinks!
“No, no!” I pushed the bouquet back, “It's my fault. I was too hot. Saga no need to apologize.”
Thanks to papa, I have written the reason why I was consumed by anger. The reason for that was just because I was afraid the past would catch me again. There's no reason I can think of other than that.
Saga said nothing. He looked surprised and confused at the same time....
“Rejected?”
“Rasyi really likes Aaron.”
“Pity yes he has defended until all his time.”
Eh? Eh?!!
Duh! What's that supposed to be? Duh! Here, that.. aaargh! I have to melt this atmosphere!
Immediately I took the bouquet again from the hands of Saga who was still stricken with confusion, “This is my fault!! Saga doesn't have to apologize!! I don't like you, I love Aaron!”
...
Saga's eyes widened with hands that still held out the void after the bouquet was back I called, “Hah?”
“Really rejected dong!”
“Mentah-raw.”
Aaaargh!! That was what?!
“Rasyi?”
Immediately I showed my palm to him, “I received the flowers, thanks.”
“... okay...,” Saga still looks weird.
Damnit damnit! I've never gotten used to the talk that so many people see like this! What am I? Monkey mask?!
“Don't like the flowers huh?”
Why else would he talk about that?! He continued the conversation like we weren't in a crowded place! Not aware of how many pairs of eyes steal the view on our strangeness?!
“Oo.., alright.”
Eh?! What else does that smile mean?!
And the people around were getting noisier with whispers that failed to be kept secret by them.
“Anu...,” me to the point of being speechless! I have to take him somewhere quiet!
“Why?” Saga seemed to be turning her eyes around.
Did he notice the situation?
Wait, what's with the threatening look this time?! People who consciously step away act like they don't hear anything.
He did it again.
Awake to my gaze, those hard eyes softened, “I just told them to go!” he shifted his gaze, “If Rasyi does not like, I will not fight anymore either kok.”
The key to my mouth didn't move. Her expression was visibly distressed with redness around her cheeks. He did everything just apologizing to me. He really did what I asked him to do.
“I don't like to see people banging up like yesterday. Maybe I remembered,” I brought the bouquet close to cover half the face, “Please don't be too rough.”
Saga surprised. Somehow his face is getting red, “Ya, if I did, could you slap me again?”
Hmm?! “Hihihihi,” he asked me to slap him? It greatly dilutes the atmosphere, “I will slap as hard as possible.”
“Yeah, I'll bill his cookies.”
“Nak only!”
Oh, true! The problem is over, now this thing remains.
“About your statement yesterday..” I may be straining our relationship but I also cannot possibly not answer it.
“Udahlah. It was just a slip.”
“Tapi⏤”
“Lewat. I've given up kok.”
Hm?
“How do you do? You said you liked Aaron.”
Why did he remind her again?!
“I won't bother. So.. good luck with Aaron,” he smiled sourly.
I can read this guy very well. Dislike what your own mouth says, but also dislike taking the opposite step.
Of course I'll choose Aaron. And he knows it well. Very sweet stuff. There's no way I hate him.
I bring you the warmest smile possible, “Thank you~”
The bitter sour smile turned comfortable to look at. Perhaps this is a form of purification for the chaos between us.
Gratified. The problem is finished with laughter. The awkwardness was gone with our joking time. It's like nothing happened.
I guess papa is called a genius not without reason. Papa's words at that time were not lies that pushed me into pain. But what was I thinking then after I found out? Due to that sentence as well, the arch was completely reversed.
“Rasyi!”
Uncle Hendra? Why is he in⏤
“You're okay, right?”
I'm pensive, “It's okay. Why?”
Wait, I don't feel good....
He sighed, “No, uncle just⏤”
“Papa why?”
Agitate that. He tried to hide something, “No why⏤”
“Uncle,” I don't like this atmosphere. Don'tdon't. Don'tdon't....
Immediately I took my phone in the pocket of the gray skirt I was wearing. Make a call on the number papa who just went this blind morning. He left by plane. It was noon like this should have reached the destination.
... Why not get it lifted? As busy as it may be, he'll pick up and at least say he'll call me later.
What is it until the fifth call is not lifted?
I looked back at Hendra, with eyes that I believed were wet. “Uncle... papa to where..?”.
Hendra, why would he doubt? “Uncle also don't know.”
On a good day, I knew I wouldn't be able to smile.
“Ras!”
“Rasyi! Rasyi, wake!”
