Lacara

Section 14

"Om, wait a long time?"

Budi raised his head. A girl with a brown hoodie was standing nearby. "Sit down, Amel" said Budi, allowing the hoodie girl to sit down. The middle-aged man gulped back his black coffee.

"Before How to apologize Om. Because Cara's late, Om so wait a long time."

"Father, Amel. Also not long wait for you," said Budi while leaning his back on the back of the chair, "if you may know, what do you want to say?"

"But Om, don't call me Amel before."

"Trus call what?"

"How to, Om." Budi only mangosteen then told Cara to continue the conversation.

"Before How to apologize again, if later there are words How to offend, Om," said Cara, giving the opportunity to Budi to speak.

"Continue."

"I want to ask, a few days ago, when Om did not come to dinner with the Om family with my family, I saw that Om just came home from work and my father also just came home from work. How to be sure Om must see the Father and vice versa, but why Om not nyapa Bapak?" ask Cara to bring out what she wanted to ask since that night.

"Why ask the same Om? Can you ask your father?"

"How to get an answer from Om first."

"Om willing to spend that time, but your father even went into the house."

"But, can you still call me Father?"

Budi stroked the top of Cara's head, "Om same Father you have no problem really. You don't have to worry."

"Really, Om?" Budi nodded. A little relieved by the word Om Budi. Although it still doesn't believe completely.

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"What are you doing here?"

Raca raised her head, then stood up when she knew what she was waiting for had come. "Waituin lo."

"We don't think we have any business to talk about. I've returned your jacket and I won't disturb your life, either."

"I was horrified, Ra," said Raca, holding Cara's wrist to keep the girl from entering the house.

How to take off Raca's hand slowly. Then sit on the porch of the house. Raca sat next to Cara. "There's only 10 minutes for you to say."

"Where did it end? How, you get home delivered by om-om?" Hearing that question instantly made Cara stare intently at Raca.

"That's not what I mean, Ra. I mean, Om that's who. He's the one who owns the empty house?" Cara just nodded, unwilling to let out her voice.

"Lo know?"

"Ka, mending you straight to the point."

Raca smiled, taking off the hoodie hoodie lug Cara so she could wipe the straight hair. "Sorry about my talk yesterday. Not to keep you away from my life. Yesterday I was the same because you lied about my jacket. You know, I don't like people who like to lie?"

"Actually, I know everything. I often see my jacket at home. Sometimes in the closet, dirty baskets, to the side clothesline. But I pretend to bego, because I want to know you're an honest person or not."

Way to just be quiet. A little embarrassed about his stupidity. But, he was also still upset about Raca's attitude yesterday.

"But I know you're a good person" Raca said with a smile that Cara unfortunately didn't see. "Lo likes my jacket? If you like me I love you."

"No."

"So, why did you keep it simple for half a year? I know that his jacket has never been worn by your brother. Aye right?"

There was no answer from Cara's mouth. The girl just silently looked at the deserted streets. Raca took off her jacket, "go give it to you."

How to look, return the jacket to the owner. "No need, Ka. That jacket lo's got. I still have a lot of jackets like that."

"But no one's this fragrant, right, Ra?"

"meaning?"

"Let's try to smell this jacket" Raca said as she thrust her jacket into Cara's nose, "what smell?"

"Scented you."

"Who does it smell?"

"Lo."

Raca smiled, then kissed her jacket. Smelling the fragrance from her jacket made Raca smile back. "But I smell your perfume?"

"really? But, I do smell your perfume, even though I've washed it with a fragrance but I don't love perfume."

Raca brought her face closer to Cara, who managed to make the girl freeze. "That's a sign you like me" whispered Raca then distanced her face.

"Emang."

Hearing that answer it felt like Cara was flying up into the sky. Although still unsure of the answer Raca who sometimes just a joke.

Seeing Cara's expression of surprise was like an amusement to Raca. Her face was so cute that Raca did not want to go home. Actually, Raca also does not know the truth of the answer.

"Gue go home first, dad. Do not miss, if you miss hugging the jacket," said Raca pointed to his jeans jacket in Cara's lap.

How to still, see Raca who rides the motor. Then, suddenly the girl stood up when Raca had come out of Cara's yard.

"Wear it" said Cara thrusting her jacket.

"Gue doesn't want to wear it, but now it's your jacket."

"Because it's mine. I want to wear it."

"So. Later if you kangen, can not hug dong. If you wear that hoodie, I want to" said Raca pointed to Cara's chocolate hoodie.

How to shut up, then put Raca's jacket on the fence of his house. The release of the hoodie that was attached to his body earlier. Then he handed it to Raca.

"Wear Ka, don't kiss" Cara said when Raca doesn't wear her hoodie.

"Hoodie lo scented, so don't want to go back."

"Jude, don't go back."

Raca smiled sweetly. Wearing Cara's hoodie, then running the bike. Somehow Cara felt something explode in her head.

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Zul closed the window curtain in annoyance. The anger is at the top of the head. The guy did not accept seeing the little girl he liked being approached by another guy.

"Amel, I'm the only one Amel should have. JUST ME!" zul shouted while lashing out at his sam.

The impingement by lashing out at the samsak began to make his anger less. With a limp, Zul immediately dropped his body onto the mattress. Closing her eyes to calm her down.

Zul's hand began to touch the small table near his bed. Take a drug and swallow it. "Gue dear lo, Amel. Only I deserve to dapetin lo," said Zul slowly.

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"Assalamualaikum, ma'am," Cara said and sat across from Nani.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Nani without turning her eyes. The 38-year-old woman was focusing on cutting carrots, although she was worried about her only daughter. "The same race?"

"Already, Mom." How to pour water into a glass for himself. While waiting for questions from his mother. How to wonder if Nani is worried about her who just came home.

But the long-awaited question never came out of his mother's mouth. "Mom, how to get to the room first."

The words Cara just now only got a mutter from the mother. With sadness that the mother was not worried about him, Cara walked towards her room.

He wanted to cry, but his tears didn't come out. "Son, I must be worried but shy."

How to take his phone when he saw the sophisticated tool vibrate. Turns out Raca called him. "Hello, Ka."

Suddenly the connection was cut off. How to be worried. Afraid that something bad might happen to Raca. The girl immediately typed in a message.

Ka, you gapapa, right?

5 Minutes after the message was sent, Cara had not received a reply. Without thinking for long, Cara called Raca. The girl was still afraid if something happened to Raca.

"Hello, Ka. Lo why?" ask How when the connection is connected.

"Lo, why call me? Still on the road. Kangen huh?" asked Raca back across the street who was sitting enjoying coffee in the shop.

"Ihhh.lo call first."

"Percet. But if kangen says it, don't be shy."

"It's not clear anyway. Where are you now?"

Raca laughs. It was so nice to tease Cara. "What a worry? Fix you love me."

Silent manner. His brain thinks, do I love Raca?  "Gue wants to sleep. Sleepy. Lazy also mengeladeni people not clear kayak lo."

"But you baby right?"

"Saran make lo, go home, don't hang out. Study, tomorrow's a repeat."

"Thank you advice. Good Night,"

How to quickly disconnect the phone when hearing Raca's soft voice. Holding his beating heart. Good Night too, my love.

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