I Choose You!
#50 Don't Know!!
“Still,” I try to keep looking excited despite my energy like I've had a fuel leak.
Today was exhausting.
I was very lucky there was no barbaric martial arts action in the process. I can't imagine how many kiloliters of my energy I spent just to separate the show titled ‘tonjok-tonjokan’. I imagine it's tired.
“Be careful!” Aaron held my upper arm after I realized my foot was stepping on the ground that was not the way, “You are, always!”
Duh, he's angry again.
No. gabe. Aaron was just worried. I am often careless. It was just a natural reaction.
I leaned my body, we exchanged glances even though our bodies were pointing the same way forward, “Don't get angry~”
He did not answer or smile.
“Harun?” is he really angry?
The silent answer is uncomfortable. I just open my door⏤
“I just want you to be honest with me.”
Hm?
“Sister Fares knows. And you don't matter the same.”
The discussion goes further.
“Why can't I know? I like you, Rasyi. I'm afraid you're dead.”
Too far, “I won't die,” I feel my smile is strange.
“Jagad shot to death. You can also.”
I let out a heavy sigh, “Can't discuss that again?”
“Do not close the conversation!” Aaron held my hand, “Rasyi, I believe. If we do both, everything will be good.”
That's not what I'm worried about, “Harun, don't risk yourselves in my trouble. Anyway, papa's home. No problem.”
“OK, so why did your papa yesterday disappear a whole month?”
My mouth's locked. If I say it has something to do with the perpetrator who almost hit me sometime ago, it's the same as announcing a new problem.
I try not to think about it myself. I mean, I can't do anything. Papa always turns the discussion in the other direction when I start to touch more on the topic.
Papa just said that everything's fine. Like he always said.
“What is your papa that forbids you from telling me?”
Hm? He discussed the no-no longer, “Harun please. Ngertiin scared me.”
I opened the front door of my house. Hope the conversation breaks with me going inside.
“I'm also scared!” he held my shoulder, “You should have known me!”
Aaron's forced side is uncomfortable. Papa's at home, right? Can he help me find ala... san...?
My eyeballs are wide open. Surprised by the view in the living room. My finger pointed at someone. He was sitting on a long sofa that turned his back on the door. Direct the fingertips to the woman who is dressed... Who the hell is he?!
“Sorry,” I pulled Aaron's hand that slowly slipped off on my shoulder, “Who is it?”
This woman just straightened her body. It even shows more clearly her swimsuit (?) which makes the atmosphere awkward. Langgoknya... I'm glad Aaron looked the other way.
Heh? Uhh?!!
Papa's? Why did he suddenly appear from behind the back of the sofa. In front of the woman. And papa⏤No! I don't want to think about it! Don't let the one at the end of my abyss really happen!!
“Hai Rashi~”
That woman knows me?!
Wait for. That voice....
“Go,” papa looks wiping his right cheek.
“Uuu~ Kirana still want to be here~”
Kirana's?
Kirana that time....
Voice too....
No, wait.
Are the two people the same?
Butwhy....
“I'm not begging,” papa pushed this woman's hand.
This young-looking woman looks annoyed, “Uu! Yes deh~ Kirana home,” this woman stands. He seemed to take his hoodie jacket and wear it casually.
A graceful and sweet walk approached us who were still glued to the door. Until he finally stood on my level. Describing her eleven-twelfth height with me despite her heels.
It looks weird with a face I don't remember. But his name and style of speech were not lifted from my memory.
He pinched my cheek?! “Meet again later, darling~”
The blink of an eye took him away. The black hoodie she wore as well as a skirt, looked graceful, until it was invisible in which direction it was headed.
All I could see without my eyes catching it was my body growing weaker. Afraid of what I don't like.
“Rasyi...,” Aaron? Looks like she's conscious with my limp, “You're pale.”
Really? Could I remember the past again and again?
I whispered hoarsely, “Not what.”
“Who is he?”
“I...,” I look at the papa who doesn't care about me at the door.
I need to talk to him.
“Rasyi!”
“I don't know either, Aaron!” I held back my emotions, “That's. I.., Aaron went home first. I want to talk to papa.”
“You know him, right? Who?!”
This feeling is unpleasant. And Aaron's worries are pressing on me.
“Rasyi!!”
“I met him when I was kidnapped.”
Heh?
Aaa...
Me saying?
Aaron's eyes were already open in shock, “Dia?! Why is he here?!”
“I don't know!” my hand, vibrate, “Please, Aaron go home huh?”
“Cannot be!! That criminal can already get in here!”
“There's papa. All is well,” please, believe me.
“You are the danger!!”
That arm I hold as gently as possible, “Harun, please!”
We're speechless. It was echoed by the sound of my irregular breathing. Try as hard as you can to win yourself.
“Alright,” Aaron pulled my hand. He, kissed the back of that hand, “Love me tidings. Yes?”
I'm nodding. Either, I tell him everything or not, that's business later.
He took my hand off. Walk through the fence that surrounds the front garden that is not broad and not narrow. His black vehicle left a loud voice.
That door I closed. Convince me that at home it's just me and papa.
Where is she? Try me to check in his room.
My feet must be strong up the stuffy stairs in my heart. I hope the flash of the past can last a moment until I set foot in the room. The figure was right to look there.
“Pa,” I peeked in at the wide open door.
“Hmm?”
This man is sitting on his bed. With a P3K box next to it. He was busy treating... Them, really?!
“Please papa treat the one in the back,” she handed over ole medicinal ointment.
I approached. Put my backpack in the corner of his bed. The botolan drug oles I got. Sitting at the end of the same bed facing my back.
Should I ask, “Why is he here?”
“Rasyi know?”
“Pa, Rasyi is afraid..” I can't stop the tip of my finger shaking violently despite still treating the wound, “She is also the one who calls papa prank right?”
Justjust please. Please don't be quiet like that. Answer me, please.
“Well,” papa turned her body looking at me, “She just did something interesting.”
Does he think doing this with criminals as an interesting thing?! A not funny joke!
“Papa! Rasyi seriously!”
Whatever behavior they do. Attract attention or whatever. The fact that he's here isn't a good thing.
If this woman is papa's acquaintance since she was a child, it means she is one of grandfather's subordinates.
But all of those people should have been convicted.
They couldn't possibly roam around freely let alone casually going in and out of my house.
Plus the fact that this woman is the one who invited papa to disappear one month....
Don'tdon't. Don't repeat it again. I beg!
“Rasyi,” her hand stroking my hair, “This is not as bad as Rasyi thought. Trust the same papa.”
“But why he...”.
“It's just a personal thing. He's.obsessed. Same papa since childhood.”
What mean?! “Not it that's worse?!”
She smiled holding back a laugh, “That's their joke.”
“Not a joke for Rasyi!”
He didn't seem frustrated or anything. Why isn't he worried about this reality?
Don't tell..., “Papa happy with the joke?” if only my insinuating questions were answered yes, I would... Aarghs!
Papa.., laugh. A laugh?!
He glanced at me with his smile and stood up, leaving....
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