Lacara

Section 12

"Why isn't her hair braided?"

How to hear that question. But he let it and stayed focused on reading the novel he held. He knew who was asking and for whom the question was being asked.

"Gue asked, why don't you answer?" ask Zul while grabbing the novel in Cara's hands. Then the man sat down on the chair beside Cara.

"So, did you ask me?"

"Sokay not horrified."

"It's not terrible, but, Brother didn't mention my name. So..."

"A lot of talk" Zul interrupted, "why isn't your hair braided?"

"Father," Cara replied as she reclaimed her novel, then pretended to read.

"Gue don't like your hair being parsed like this?"

How to turn around and give a sharp look to Zul. "Whose brother is he?"

"The rules of this school, hair cannot be broken."

"I didn't bring the rubber band." Zul looked around the library. It's possible that there's rubber to braid the hair Cara.

"Diperpus has no rubber, brother."

"Who said?" ask Zul. Then the guy walked over to one of the bookshelves. Not to pick up a book, but to pick up the rubber lying on the floor near the bookshelf.

"What's this if it's not rubber?" ask Zul while walking towards Cara with rubber in her hand. How to just shut up and look back at the novel he held.

Raca also began to braid the hair Cara neatly. After he finished, the man sat down next to Cara. "Said Mama, this morning you with temen lo?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What is the reason your hair isn't braided?"

"Males just braid."

"Why males?"

"Sister Zul really kepo anyway," Cara grumbled as she positioned her seat facing Zul.

"Lo's mad at me?" ask Zul again. The reason, Cara's attitude suddenly jutek. Like not wanting to be disturbed by it.

Silent way. He did not know, was he really angry with Zul. If so, why is he angry?

"Sorry, yesterday I could not come to the cafeteria because there was a meeting," said Zul with his guilty face, "when pingin really eat mixed rice made by Mother Lo."

"What meeting?"

"Journalism."

"It's not like 12th grade can't go to Eskul anymore, right?"

"Yes emang. The meeting yesterday was the handover of senior posts to juniors."

How to smile thinly. "When a promise can't be broken."

"What did I say yesterday I promised to come to the cafeteria?"

"Having Big Brother's head is enough to indicate that Big Brother promised." Zul smiled and gently rubbed Cara's head.

"So, there's one thing we have to talk about" Cara said. Zul raised an eyebrow that thick, signifying How to say what they had to talk about.

"Why are you the same Om Budi not greeting each other?"

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This afternoon, Cara was sitting on the terrace. Thinking of the reason why Zul did not want to discuss his Father with Om Budi.

"What the hell, it's not clear."

"I'm talking about the same Father Om Budi, Brother. Brother why don't you like me talking about that?"

"Gue doesn't want to. Why discuss it."

"There's something you're hiding from me, isn't it?"

"So. Just so you know, Papa the same Om Heri it's no problem whatsoever. When they don't greet each other, because they're tired."

"But, Brother..."

"Gue pull it out."

Recalling Zul's anger in the library made Cara feel something was covered up from her. The arrival of Zul is still a mystery. "Sir Zul is still the same as before. Likes to lie" cried Cara then walked into the house.

"Mother, where are you going to take your father?" ask a 9-year-old girl. Her mother could not answer the question posed by her little daughter. The princess was very close. He also did not want to cry even though tears tried to break through his eyes.

An 11-year-old boy was crying while beating up the police who arrested his father. "Sir of the Police, let go of Mr. Randy." But still, his efforts were in vain. He could only see his father in the police car. The boy was banging on the window glass as he kept calling, "Mr!"

The mother immediately hugged the boy and let the police car drive away from the house area. While the father who was in the police car, can only look at his family with sadness while saying an apology that certainly can not be heard from outside.

"Mother, where did the police car take you?" ask the girl who is still looking at the police car that has been speeding.

"The police car wants to take you to the police station" replied the mother.

"Why? You want to go to jail?"

"No, I work there now. You become a policeman" replied the mother lying. Innocently, the two children believed the words of the Mother.

Zul who saw the incident from the window also cried. Then a very admired Zul held both his shoulders. "Sleep fast! Tomorrow we have to move."

"But, Pa. Why should I move? Zul still wants to play together the same way Randy," said Zul as he raised his head.

"Papa doesn't want you to let me talk about it."

"Why, Pa? "

"You're a kid. Sleep there!" budi said loudly while pushing Zul's body for the boy to walk into his room.

Zul with his sobs walked towards his room. But on the stairs he turned to his laughing Papa looking at the window. "Hahaha, I got rid of you, Heri."

"Sorry, Amel. Ijul can't be honest. If Kak Ijul is honest, Papa will keep Big Brother away from you," said Zul Parau while closing the window curtain.

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"Did you come here?" ask Cara after finding the figure of Raca sitting on the porch of her house.

Raca looked up and found the figure of Cara who seemed to have just finished bathing. "Sit down" said Raca, patting the spot next to her.

"Don't take frequent baths, Ra. It's 9 o'clock" Raca said after Cara sat next to her.

"I fell asleep this afternoon and just woke up. Says Father, Hafidz, same Brother Randy, my body stinks. I took a shower" Cara said the truth.

"Don't repeat it again. I don't want to get sick."

"Gue doesn't want to get sick either, Ca. I haven't answered the question."

Raca smiled and gave Cara a plastic bag. "So, I've been hanging out and I've been through a bright sales person for months, I bought it."

"Obviously, right?"

Raca nodded, "light moon flavor your favorite nut."

How to take the plastic bag with a smile. "Thank you. You're good."

"Either. Oh yeah, Ra. I want to ask."

"What?"

Recalling the incident a few days ago when he saw an object of his own in Cara's closet. "My jeans package still haven't met?"

How surprised to hear that question. No. gabe. Raca can't know. "B-yet, Ca. I told you that your jeans jacket was worn by my brother. Keep saying My brother, miss at work. Time checked, the jacket wasn't there."

"Why is your brother wearing my jacket?"

"Don't know. I asked Randy again."

Raca can't be stupid. From Cara's movements, the girl looked nervous. "Gue doesn't like lying."

"Not lying, I swear," Cara said as she showed her 2 fingers, "uh. What did you say?"

"Don't run away from the conversation."

"Sir, Ca. You said you were hanging out. Do you smoke again?"

Tired of it if Cara always look for excuses when Raca discusses the loss of jeans jacket. The reason that he said has not been washed, not dry, dirty because Hafidz, washed again, not dry again, forget to put where, until the last lost because used by Brother Randy. I think Cara is lying to him. "So. You've been giving me candy."

"Thank God" said Cara. Judging from Raca's eyes, the guy seemed to not believe her. Wait for. Ways remember. Is it possible that a few days, when Cara caught Raca in front of the closet, the guy saw her? How to hope if not.

"Gue go back first. It's malem," said Raca standing up. The guy stepped towards his grey sport bike. Wear a helmet and then get on the bike. "Ra, I don't like people who like to lie" Raca said and then run the engine.

"Gue never lies." Raca did not respond to Cara's remarks. Run the motor out of the yard Cara house.

Before Raca darted away, Cara ran, standing in front of the fence while staring at Raca's departure. "I'm sorry, I can't be an honest friend."

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