I Choose You!
#84 One Shake
“You hit Vian?”
A ha ha, I never expected I would say it so clearly as if I suspected Aaron.
Kulirik... Aaron?
“Hehehe, what the hell is that? There's no way I'm so.”
I'm speechless. She smiling? No, I'm sure I saw something else just a moment ago.
“You trust them more?”
“Iya,” heh? My answer?
What contradiction is this? Can I be this ridiculous? How can I be that big not to believe Aaron?
“Not like this dong. The time of caring to Vian to accuse me,” his usual sad face.
Ja. That's his usual expression.
Then why can't I answer? Why am I silent while my hands can't stop shaking? It was as if being frightened while in my head there was only confusion.
The trust faded and disappeared, every time I was sure of what I saw in the last few seconds. Not wrong anymore. Aaron looked at me in surprise.
No, not surprised. More like a sharp gaze full of anger.
“We are still in the middle of lessons. Later again, huh?”
Did he switch the conversation?
My eyes are still staring at the front of the class, “So it's true that you do, Aaron?”
Conducive classes that still feel even though I do not pay attention at all. Preferring to whisper and sharpen my ears just to hear Aaron sigh.
“Rasyi...”.
My gaze finally faced towards this man, “Vian wrong what?”
“We have learned loh. What matters to be explained.”
“Harun,” I grasped the man's arm, “This is more important. Please honestly. Don't cover anything. Pleases. I'm afraid, I can't afford this for long.”
Why don't you answer?
He should have understood how worried I was about this conspiracy. No. gabe. I'm not even sure if Firna's just lying.
It's getting harder. My whole body seemed to be unable to defend him.
Pleases. Don't be what I think.
Please tell me this is just a misunderstanding.
He smiled, replied, “I have nothing to hide. Why should I be afraid too? There will be me.”
I pulled the little sleeves of his uniform shirt. Making him distract her and focus more on my anxiety.
“You understand that's not what I mean, right, Aaron? They're my pals. Any good reason, do so is not true.”
His hand seemed to want to hold my hand, “Rasyi, later first.”
How long will he switch the conversation?
“Kak Fares, Aaron is also the same brother Fares⏤”
BRAK!!
“IYA, INDEED!!”
Surprised not playing.
Aaron jerked his hand at the table....
Face.., scary.
“Harun!!” master was aware of this obvious commotion.
Aaron's face softened, “Sorry Mom. I'm going to the toilet. Looks like I'm sleepy.”
He just responded, “Ya. There, wash his face.”
Aaron's gone.
And I have trouble breathing.
“Rasyi.”
I was surprised by a hand that grabbed me suddenly.
“Rasyiqa, you just go home,” the classroom teacher who should be at the front desk is already beside me, “Let your father's mother call.”
I can see Firna's worried face, “Mau to UKS first?”
Slowly I woke up and harder to shake.
Aaron's stool is still empty and the class is a little noisier. With an occasional look at me. In addition, some of them ask what about me?
I touched my own forehead. Warm?
“Halo, doctor sir?” teacher, call with papa? “Sya, doc. Rasyiqa hot again.”
I don't think I've had the option of going home since this teacher called papa.
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My relationship with my dad wasn't that good at the beginning. Especially when I recently realized that I was reincarnated. How can I trust a parent who already intends to send his child to the home from the beginning of birth?
Besides, I once trusted him from the bottom of my heart. And as a result, I found he was hiding a lot of bad things behind.
Being tired of lies does not stop bad things. They are still coming in with a clearer pain.
I know that papa is a liar. He doesn't want me to be hurt by the past he brought. Try as hard as I can to get used to it. Calm down and seek the truth on your own.
However, knowing that everyone around me was acting the same. Instead of describing me who had been a puppet shrouded in fantasy?
“Non, have arrived,” voice sir Darma in the front driver seat, “Direct to home aja?”
I got ready with the little bag I happened to leave in the car. Leaving my heavy backpack. This simple thing could make it easier for me to walk through the hospital.
“Wait non, I have to accompany.”
“But non, I always asked you to accompany miss whenever in the hospital.”
“I go alone, sir.”
He started to open the door.
Really, sir?! I was tired and he asked me to argue about this too?
“Pak! I go alone!! Watch out if you're coming!”
Aaa....
I snapped at him.
Avoiding the topic, I left the man with the door of his car that had not even opened wide.
Alongside my hasty steps, I pressured myself not to get excited.
I need to calm down. This is just one of the many problems I face. As I already have, I can definitely find a solution if I think more calmly.
Speak, the best solution to resolve this dispute. Make sure the twins receive an apology from Aaron. And I will emphasize to Aaron not to do so at will.
Stalled steps.
Do they want to...?
No. gabe. Can Aaron I ask that?
Wh why? Why am I being pulled away from believing in Aaron?
(“What do they have? There ain't! You just need me!!”)
(“Rasyi!”)
(“Say!”)
(“You just need me! Say now!!”)
Aaron.., he really isn't the usual Aaron. Does that mean it's true that all this time sweet-faced Aaron was just in front of me.
Eh?⏤
“Call for doctor..”.
“Sorry! Can you please here?!”
“Sickness, ma!”
“That's your number called!”
A, me, is it in the middle of the lobby?
“Miss!!”
“Slow-slow!!”
Too noisy.
(“New for a moment too. Are you going home?”)
(“Where?”)
It's noisy!
(“Rasyiqa wants to play with grandpa right?”)
(“Yes right?”)
IT'S NOISY!!
“Aaa!!” a hand touches my face....
“Aware?” papa's? He tapped my nose slowly, “Nafas.”
Who was standing in front of me?
He seems to have his own busy life with his phone. Contacting someone?
“Rasyi is here. Pick up again as usual. Thank you,” papa seemed to close his call, with father Darma?
Huuuh, my breath can walk more normally. My eyes were still glued to the face of the tall papa as the speed of my heartbeat changed.
(“Rizki, what have you done?”)
(“Relax, I didn't do anything to harm a lot of people. I also don't want to be imprisoned that easily.”)
(“Since when did you sell it? This is not the Rizki I know.”)
(“What? You know I already killed people.”)
A ha ha, why am I so reminded of that fact? The fact that papa is worse.
The fact that, even for my own good, the person who lied the most was this person.
“Why is that ugly face?”
Heh? Papa said what?
“If it hurts, not at home. Stupid to even be here. Want to get sick?”
...
“Hi... hihihihihi!!”
“True pain,” papa touched my forehead, “Come to papa's room. Rest first there.”
Can't do. How much he lied to me, I couldn't see the side of papa who had the slightest evil intent. His lies did not make me anxious at all.
“Rasyi?!” I heard Papa panicking a little.
It seems my tension has disappeared. Papa must have caught me before he really fell.
No. gabe. I felt like I was on purpose, just to hug her. And papa seemed to be conscious and stroking my head.
“Basic, this kid. If it falls really, moan yourself.”
Looking at his face made me smile, “Hihihi.
