L A T E

11

"What's this?"

For the second time the same sentence was uttered today. A different sentence was spoken by Abhipraya as the father of Fara and Rere, and the husband of Dilla.

Dilla came to her senses from the daydream of sadness, she immediately turned her body and smiled gently at her husband. His hand grabbed Abhipraya's hand and then placed it on his forehead.

Fara followed what Mama did, then followed Rere.

"Ah, sorry. Papa is daritadi? Mama didn't hear me" said Dilla, feeling guilty. His face looks sorry.

"No, just now" replied Abhipraya calmly to appease his wife.

"What's this about? Tumben is not as noisy as usual?" Abhipraya repeated his question.

Fara quiet. He chose not to answer his questions. Fara would answer if the question was really only directed at him.

Rere who was usually always eager to answer was also silent. He doesn't know how to answer. Rere did not want if his papa also scolded him. He was afraid, his papa when angry was creepy.

Seeing her two silent children Dilla took the initiative to answer, "No noise what. This just happened to be quiet again, out of chatter." Dilla laughed softly for the man before her to believe what he said just now.

Fara looked at her mother. Clearly laughing was just contrived, as it looked stiff and awkward. Those eyes were also still staring sadly.

Rere raised his head abruptly. She's surprised. Rere thought Mama would tell him what happened, but she didn't. His mother lied to Papa for himself, but if you think about it, his father is now just coming home from work, then his tired father is served by the quarrel of brothers, sisters, and brothers, moreover, the quarrel was only because of a drink. His father could have exploded. Rere did not want to imagine what would happen later if his papa was already angry.

Abhipraya nodded in understanding, a faint smile given to Dilla and her children. His eyes stared alternately at the three women who had blood relations.

Dilla took over the bag held by Abhipraya. "Papa must be tired. Take a shower first" said Dilla softly. A sweet smile was given to her husband.

Abhipraya just nodded.

His gaze that was originally fixed on Dilla changed to Fara. "Fara, meet Nino quickly. It is not good to leave guests alone so," Abhipraya said firmly to his youngest child.

Fara simply nodded in response to her father's words.

After saying that, Abhipraya left the living room, followed by Dilla who followed him from behind.

Fara looked at both. Fara finished her activities when her parents figure was already lost swallowed by the door. Fara's gaze was fixed on Rere who was also looking at her with a wrathful look. Fara wondered, why did the woman look angry and not accept?

So childish. Inner Fara.

Fara raised her eyebrows. "Sadly, thief," said Fara belittlingly and went to the front porch of the house where Nino was.

Rere looked at Fara not like it. He threw away the packet of snacks in his right hand on the table in front of him. Rere stared at the drink in his left hand, then violently and slightly pressed the container containing the coffee on the table. He's no longer interested. Rere stood up from his seat, turned off the television that was still on, quickly and stomped his legs to go to the room.

***

Fara found Nino sitting down. "Nil."

Nino heard his name called. Nino lifted her head. Her eyes caught Fara standing with a flat expression on her face.

"Fara!" Nino was a little screaming. He quickly stood up, then stepped up to approach Fara.

Fara's eyes widened, she was slightly surprised by Nino's scream just now.

"Ah, sorry. Reflexes that was." Nino realized his tone was too loud, to make the woman in front of him was a little bit of a scowl.

"What?" Fara looked at Nino. Nino's sweet face seemed adorned by a look of worry.

"Where-how? Aman, right?" Nino asked Fara with a goopoh.

"What?" Fara looked at Nino confusedly.

Nino became anxious herself by this behavior of the woman in front of her. Don't you know if Nino's worried about him?

"Om Abhi isn't angry?" Obviously Nino.

Fara understood what Nino meant in the previous question.

"No," Fara replied without burden.

Nino closed her eyes in relief at Fara's reply.

Nino let out a smile on her lips as she felt something touch her left cheek. Slowly his eyes opened. Nino glanced down to follow Fara's gaze. Nino found a hand that touched her cheek gently. Feels a little warm and damp. Nino's body suddenly stiffened. His heart is beating fast. Cold sweat started to come out. Nino regulated her breathing to keep it regular. He did not let out a word, not even his body moved at all. Nino closed her eyes again, trying to enjoy Fara's touch on her cheek.

Fara turned her gaze that was originally fixed on her left hand on Nino's cheek to the young man's face. Nino still closed her eyes. The worried raut had already disappeared from that face. Fara could see, her lips gradually curled upwards, then produced a thin smile that further spoiled Fara's eyes.

Fara smiled. He ended his activities touching Pipi Nino.

Nino opened her eyes again, because of the touch she had not felt on her cheek. Disappointment felt by Nino at this time. However, all of that was replaced by a face that smiled sincerely at him.

This Nino didn't look wrong, did he?

Fara was smiling broadly at herself!

Nino feels like she is experiencing a step phenomenon. For four years they were friends, rarely did they see Fara smiling. Perhaps during those four years, the number of smiles Fara gave her could be counted on her fingers alone.

Nino still looked at Fara's face. It is unfortunate if the look on Fara's face is currently ignored.

Ah, this is how it feels to be admired by someone who is ignorant and always flat-faced.

Really am.

Makes the heart ungodly.

"Thanks, Nino," said Fara sincerely. His smile is getting wider. Fara felt she had to thank the man who had bothered to worry about her.

Nino is suddenly misbehaved by another "attack" from Fara.

"Eh, why thank you?" asked Nino after successfully regaining control of his soul and body.

Fara did not reply, only a smile still lingering on her lips.

Nino who did not get an answer from Fara could only resign.

"Well, I went home first. Tell Aunt Dilla the same Om Abhi ya." Nino stepped her foot and passed Fara.

"Hm," replied Fara who had already returned to flat mode. Fara followed Nino.

Nino rode on his bike, then put on a helmet. It was a black and orange motor.

Fara noticed Nino turning her motor back. A little running, Fara approached Nino who was already in front of the fence of her house.

Nino abandoned her intention to leave here. He suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, yes. Fara," said Nino as her head turned to the left in order to see the face of the interlocutor.

"Otherwise?" Fara asked in a very clear saturated tone.

Nino only smiled hearing the question and the tone coming out of Fara's mouth.

"Give me the candy, even if it doesn't make you full" replied Nino. "If so, then. See you tomorrow, at school." Further.

Fara nodded. "Be careful."

Nino just smiled, then drove on his bike to get away from Fara's house.

Fara looked at the back for a while, then closed the fence of her house. As soon as it was done with his activities Fara walked over to get into the house.

Fara found the snacks that Rere ate lying on the living room table, next to which was the coffee Fara bought for (supposedly) to drink by her. Fara stared at the drink for a moment, then continued on her way to the room.

***

Nino's mind continued to be fulfilled by Fara's face that smiled widely at her. Nino continued to smile, muttering the song during her journey home.

At that time Fara was completely different. Just try if Fara is always like that, maybe many are in love with her.

Nino took off the helmet perched on the head. He has now reached his home. His left hand he carried towards his left cheek, while still sitting on the motorcycle seat, Nino looked up. His gaze was fixed on the twilight sky. Nino smiled broadly.

Well-favoured.

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