I Choose You!
#40 Fear of the Unstoppable
I still don't understand why the twins took me.
Ever since my tears broke earlier in class, the twins have felt... I don't know. Careful then?
But again, I cannot blind my eyes to the attitude of those who seem to deliberately pay more attention to me. Knowing them with various kinds of surprises, I don't think it's impossible that they want to entertain me anymore.
My elbow puts itself at the end of the round table prepared for guests, “You invite me to entertain me?”
“Who said?” Saga is busy with her chewing, though..., “What amuse you? Can't go three?”
“The same face with different words,” Vian seemed to realize also that his face Saga blushed.
“Mending eat nih,” Saga thrusting fork without any food contents, “Let's be quiet!”
Their excitement shifted the focus of my ears even though we were in the crowd. The venue is three to four times larger than a basketball court.
Birthday events on the other hand there are lively concerts and on the other hand full of booths of various merchandise. Our seats facing away on the concert stage are reserved for paid visitors.
But my hands, instead of food, I was busy with my phone. Room chat that speaks for itself. The word balloon is just from my side. Facing the two unbright ticks, it's really suffocating.
Soon enough, a week will pass without news from papa like this.
“Rasyi,” hmm? Oh, brother Ilham? “Marketing yes same dies natalis?”
He knew that I had never been to an event like this. And I came not far after I heard the story from him. The important thing is that I can rest easy seeing her facial wounds that aren't as bad as I remember.
“Where is the food?” Inspiration looks at... Sagas.
“Ma, sorry sis.”
Inspiration laughs, “Casual. Just misunderstanding, too.”
“We! Who nih~?!”
And who are you?
“Eh, Ham, know dong!”
“Ei, ei, he's this guy!”
This it?
“Oh yes!”
“We~! Ham, what are you?! Can't!”
“Hai, neng. What's name?”
“Loh, loh, don't weh!”
Heh? Heh?!
Why is this place becoming noisier than the concert ahead?! Here, I'm surrounded by five noisy guys?!! It's not comfortable! Please get me out of here!
“Do not fuss,” .. Brother Fares~!
“Finally! The busy dateng!”
“Gak kangen you are the same as us, huh?”
“Sini!”
Aye? Loh?! How about a panco fight at our table?! One of these foreign men took Fares' hand and started panco without cue. Fares just serve and... win?
This why the hell?!
“Still losing you!”
“I brother! My brother!” why is Saga following?!
Is this a dinner table or a panco table?!! They're a fuss!
“Have fun?” sister Fares held her body with her hands over the back of my chair.
I smile, “Hmmm.”
This commotion for a moment like the silence of Fares, “So I want to check the exclamation point. Not the public, but Rasyi can come with big brother. Want?”
Not public? Then why should I go there? “No. Rasyi not coming.”
Fares pulled his eyebrows up, “Tumben Rasyi did not kepo.”
Heh? The tumben? Have I been showing myself how beautiful my personality is? Then I've clearly shown that I don't have the spirit?
“Yakin? The place must be Rasyi likes kok.”
I looked back at this guy, “No bother?”
“Waa!”
“He said gym diligently! How the hell?!”
They are busy playing with their pancakes.
“Who dares to say brother interrupts?” Fares is saying something that cannot be denied.
How's song? The BEM chief said. I don't think I have a reason.
My consent runs our feet away from that impromptu panco match arena.
Crowded area, I realized surrounded by banners like a temporary fence. But Brother Fares led the way to the hidden banner.
We found the stairs. Quite a lot of stairs but somehow not to be so tired. Thankfully, my leg healed a few days ago.
Welcomed by the third floor corridor. Can clearly see the sparkling lights of the crowd.
A bright glass door? Is this our purpose?
Whoa!
“Live two more people.”
They seem busy. But I was busy with my eyes that laughed at the many paintings arranged like art exhibitions. A wide variety of story styles solidified in color strokes of 40 by 60 centimeters.
Sekar may not understand, but Rasyi has a soul of art that may be from his mother. Caught by the eyes this view is very interesting.
The space that I believe this hall is really sweetly arranged to display the works. Especially the one at the end of there.
“You see there?” Fares caught the direction of my eye.
I'm nodding.
The path designed with a canvas arrangement contains. The decoration filled the hall with its characteristic language moon. Stop me at the painting that draws my heart.
“In month frame language?” started me a conversation with Fares.
“View yes?”
“The painting says that if there is no language, civilization does not exist.”
Fares plays his eyes, “Where is it?”
I'm laughing small, “Yes everything!” I understand what if I don't understand. Sekar never blind art, “So there are two sides to this. The side of this⏤”
BYUR!
Byur's? Byur?! Brother Fares?!!
“Aa! Sorry sorry sorry sorry!”
Too sudden. Fares was drenched in a drink from a woman who did not know where it came from. Everyone panicked, including me.
I brought a handkerchief! Fares' face had to be cleaned first.
People clustered in chaos from looking to trying to help the wet Fares. Stiff, cold atmosphere felt just by looking at the face of the drink spill.
“I guess Mile grudge tangled water time in ospek deh.”
What did Fares say?
Instantly the atmosphere melted with laughter after silence.
“Wah, Mil, severe you!”
“Have a long time.”
“Cada, sister ae! Ulun in revenge~!*”
“Papa, Res. Mojito good for skin.”
“That's it?” fares flat voice still sounds funny, “Ada who brought a change of clothes?”
“There's noh mine.”
Fares is something. I think that's what you call a good leader. He can change the mood with just one sentence. It was only a second ago that they all seemed frozen.
What an unexpected⏤like now!
“Eh! Fares! How to change here?!”
“Live aja ye?”
Fares looks managed to take off his shirt while welcoming a towel from his other hand, “Cold.”
“Yes yes. Ice all the contents!”
Brother Fares was very random. But indeed he looks very cold, plus this room is full of AC.
Oh, there's a mint leaf in her hair.
The figure that showed his left side seemed busy to notice. I'll help you get me deh⏤
(“Do not!!”)
(“Black you!! Can't be like this! Fares!!”)
(“Release!!”)
(“Fares!! Nay!! Rizki release! No!!”)
“Breathe!”
“Hah!” the touch forced me to take a breath. My face was held back by a pair of hands.
Fa... res...?
“Rasyi?” I caught Fares' beacon probably confused while I was hugging him.
Can't do. I fear. I cannot win from my fears. It's excessive. Not like Jagad incident, this time I can not accept it.
Warm hand Fares returned my embrace, “Sister apologizes. Rasyi so remember ya?”
The stitch scar on Fares' left shoulder. Which is closely related to the past. I thought I was good. But his fear piled back up in an instant as my eyes met his wounds.
“No call Hendra's dad? Let Rasyi come home.”
I shook my head strongly, “Don't! Later brother Fares lost like papa!”
“Rasyi!” Fares took off my arms and held back my face again, “Silent brother father Rasyi is not missing!”
“Papa hasn't been back in a week! How is the story not lost?!” I forcefully hugged her, “Please.., I want to be here.” My tears finally broke.
“Iya. Rasyi with sister. Don't cry huh?” He hugged me back. Warming myself up who was still trembling.
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^^^*) Present, banjar logat (KalSel) from Mile which means “Gak kak! I have no grudge~!”^^^
