Lacara

Section 13

"Hi."

"Hi" said Cara a second time. But the one who was called was still focused on talking to Gia. Cara had to hit the boy's shoulder.

"Raca didn't come in, he was sick again" Haidan said before Cara asked. After saying that, Haidan went back to talking to Gia.

How to throw breath. Actually Cara was a little surprised to hear that Raca was sick. Three days ago after Raca who came night and night to his house. Raca was cold, when Cara asked him to joke, the guy did not respond to her. A single word did not come out of Raca's mouth to answer her many questions.

Then at the weekend Raca also did not give it up at all. Raca must have called her, whether it was Saturday or Sunday. Morning, afternoon, evening, or night. Once, Cara woke up from her sleep because of a call from Raca and it was already 1 am. There's nothing special about Raca's phone. Just asking the news and joking that can actually be said to be crisp.

Honestly, Cara misses Raca like that. Missing Raca who scolded her for not telling her when Raca herself could not contact her for some reason.

"What daydream?"

Suddenly, Cara raised her head. A tall and body figure like an athlete was standing nearby. "Well, brother came here?"

Instead of answering, Zul walked away. A relieved way to see it. But the feeling of the leg was gone when it turned out, Zul was just looking for a way to be able to sit next to him. "Morning."

"Why now you're not excited. Though you were always excited me," said Zul when he never got an answer from Cara.

"Gue also needs encouragement," said Cara with her jutek face. The girl also did not know, why she did not like the existence of Zul.

"Jude, I'm going to class first. The spirit of learning," said Zul while standing from his seat. Slowly rubbing Cara's head. Then the guy walks away. He knew Cara didn't like his presence. Although he did not know what reason Cara did not like his presence.

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I've called Raca dozens of times. But, it's not lifted. If it's like this, Cara feels guilty. Even if he doesn't know what his mistake is.

The angkot state is so crowded, making Cara's head a little dizzy. He hasn't been riding in an angkot for a long time. The last time was probably in 3rd grade of Elementary School.

Nani took her to the market. Buy ingredients to cook yellow rice. Cara still remembers, at that time Nani continued to hold her hand. Cara also remembered when she asked, "mother, why hold Amel's hand tightly?"

With a sweet smile and a gentle rub on Cara's head, Nani replies, "the reason is, I don't want Amel to disappear. There will be no one to stop me if your father is out of town."

Hearing that answer, 9-year-old Cara smiled, "Amel will not leave Mom. Amel loves you."

"Mother also loves Amel," said Nani with a pinch on Cara's nose.

Remembering that makes her miss the love of Mom even more. "Sir, left sir," said Cara. Angkor pulled over, Cara went down and gave a piece of money five thousand. After leaving, heed the cry of Mr. Angkot driver who wants to give change.

"Ca."

Raca lifted her head. After seeing the girl smiling sweetly at him, he lowered his head again. Looking at the mobile phone screen that displays a game that is much loved by all people.

How to sit next to Raca. "She's sick, why don't you rest at home?"

There's no answer. Raca was lazy to answer that question. The presence of Cara also makes him not like. Then a palm touched his forehead. "You're still hot, Ca. Mending you home, I'm anterin till home."

Raca took off the hand that was still stuck to her forehead. "Two days at home made me sick."

"Lo's here also getting sicker, Ca."

"No."

"But the evidence is that your body temperature is still hot."

Without Cara saying it, Raca knew her body temperature was still hot. His head was still dizzy. But he gets bored at home.

"Cock smoking anyway?" ask Cara with a loud tone when Raca smoked a cigarette that stayed half.

"My goal is to warkop to smoke and coffee," replied Raca then dropped a cigarette and stomped on her feet.

"But, Ca. I told you not to smoke anymore."

"Lo who?"

"Temen lo."

"Lo has no right to live my life."

I want it to feel like how to cry. Raca's remarks from earlier had indicated that the man did not like his presence. How to stand, "yes, I don't have the right to live your life. Sorry if my presence made you not like it. At first, my intention was just to see your condition, all sorry if you were angry because of the incident that night, when we discussed the jacket. But, if you do not like my presence, I apologize for disturbing your youth with useless smoke. Enjoy your youth, never anyone who wants to live. I'm quite the last."

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Crying just because of her problem with Raca, throwing away her tears in vain. Better to forget it.

"Amel." Hearing his name called, How to find who called him. How to smile when you know if Om Budi called him. With a slow step, How to approach. Kissing the hand of Budi.

"What time did you just come home?" ask Budi when he saw the body of Cara who is still wrapped in a gray white uniform.

"Yes, Om, go home to school, there's group work."

"Kok go home by himself?"

Begut, "don't want to stop by?"

"When, Om. Body How tired all."

"Jude, you rest. Do not hesitate to play at home. Om enter first yes," said Budi who will walk into his house.

"Eh, Om, wait," said Cara. Suddenly Budi stopped his steps and turned his body.

"Tomorrow, no time? How to say something."

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"Where did you go, how did you just get home?" nani asked Cara who was about to enter the room.

How to approach to kiss his mother's hand, then pull a chair for her to sit on. "Sorry, Mom. How to go to Temen's house."

"Why not go home first. This truck comes home until this hour, make me worry about it," said Nani while cutting some cucumbers.

A smile was seen on Cara's face. Knowing that his mother was worried about him was exactly what he wanted. How to stand up and hug Nani from behind. "Thank you for worrying the same way. From the past, Cara also knows, if Mother still loves the same way as one year ago. How to love Mom" said Cara, then kissed Nani's right cheek.

If I'm honest, Cara has managed to keep Nani quiet. The activity of cutting cucumber was stopped because of Nani's kiss.

"How to go to the room first. Mother continued to cut the cucumber," Cara said, then walked to her room.

After closing the room door, Cara immediately opened the closet. Take the jacket that always hangs there. He saw that jacket. Occasionally inhale a distinctive aroma that never goes away until this moment. How to never wash or wear that jacket. But the fragrant aroma is still there.

"I'll give this jacket back to the owner tomorrow" Cara said slowly.

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Not entering 1 day, felt not entering for 1 week. Not going to school. I just forgot what it was like to go to school.

A few students sitting in the corridor greeted him. Asking why he didn't go to school yesterday, so there wasn't a moment of futsal. "Not feeling well, Ak."

"People like you, it can be sick too, Rak?"

"I'm also a normal person."

Akmal, Raca's sexiest friend, laughed softly. "Don't forget, tomorrow's week we're up. You have to practice every day. It's been 4 days you haven't been training, Rak. Yes, even though I know you are the best. But, you have to practice too."

"Ready, chief exkul. I went to class first" Raca said, then walked to her class.

Entering the classroom, Raca Langsunh is overrun with questions by her friends. Not much to say, Raca simply replied, "gue que." After that, the man sat on his stool. A jeans jacket that he had not seen for a long time was now on his bench.

Raca took the jacket, as fragrant as perfume smelled in her sense of smell. It was clear that the distinctive fragrance belonged to Cara. But, if the jeans jacket is already on the bench, why Cara is not seen in class. Neither does the bag exist.

The doorbell rang, all his friends sitting on their benches. After praying and singing the song Indonesia Raya 3 stanzas, Cara's nose has not been seen.

"Gi, which way?" Gia who felt her name called turned her head. Pointing to the back corner of the class. Raca followed Gia's index finger. "That, Cara, Shelf."

Seen there, Cara who was wearing a light brown hoodie. The girl put her face on the table while closing her eyes. It's only fitting that Raca hasn't seen him since. But, there is something strange, why Cara sat in the back alone.

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"Lo why?" ask Raca who has managed to match her steps with Cara. Now Raca is standing in front of Cara to block the girl's path.

"Anged with me?" How to shake, "gue wants to go home, Ca."

"Anged because of yesterday?" For the second time Cara shook her head. "Trus is angry why?"

"Not angry."

"But, you're avoiding me."

"That's what you want, right?"

"So!"

Raca holds both shoulders Cara, "gue does not want our friendship just this way."

"But I don't think I can anymore. Read the letter inside here yes," said How to touch the pocket on the jeans jacket worn by Raca. Then, the girl took off Raca's hands. "Excuse me, I'm going home."

Raca forced to give way, letting Cara go. Raca immediately took something in her jacket pocket.

A paper that is folded into small. Curious, Raca opened it.

 

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