Lacara

Section 3

Raca glanced at Cara who was playing instagram. The girl's face looked very sweet from the side. "Ra, get some water to drink dong." How to look and grimace.

"Why is your face?"

"Forgot a guest" Cara replied, "want syrup? I made it first."

Drawn hands that make Cara back sitting. "Don't be sure, water is enough," said Raca pointed to the glass of water available at the guest table.

"Look," said Cara, pointing her smartphone screen at Raca, "two thousand who like my photo."

Raca looked at the photo. Looks the way who is smiling with sunlight that illuminates his face. Apparently, the photo was taken in Bungkul Park yesterday. "Certainly what is the use of the same like?"

"Yes, say it if you're envious," Cara said.

"I'm jealous just because I like."

How to shut up and continue playing in that virtual world. That made Raca bored. But, with such mannerism, it confused him. Because, usually the way that talks a lot. Sometimes the girl tells stories about her old Junior High or about her family. "Lo diem's tumben? Batrai you finished, huh? Do I want to buy it?"

"Lo think I'm what? I'm badmood again," answered Cara.

"Want me to sing let's not get badmood again?" Way nod. Maybe if Raca sings to her, then her mood will return. Actually, Cara just doesn't know she's badmood because of what. It's just that, since dinner last night, Cara's mood just disappeared.

Believe me where I'm not going...

I was always there...

accompany to old age...

Believe me where I'm not going...

I will be faithful to take care of...

we're happy friends...

"Thank you, sing it to me. You should always be there for me as loyal as I am." Raca smiled and rubbed Cara's head.

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How to rotate - turn the spoon. Mixed rice on the plate, making his appetite disappear. How not to disappear, if every day he always eats mixed rice. Usually if his mother's weekend cooks a different menu, but, this Sunday is still the same as usual. "How, the food's been wiped out."

"Yes sir, this mouth is still full."

Nani is upset to see her only daughter is not quick to spend her homemade breakfast. Even though he had difficulty making cooking to eat and meet the needs of his family. Although the food is not fancy, because, only simple food that he can make. "Why? Don't you like mom's cooking?"

How to wake up from his daydream and look at his mother. The girl only gave a thin smile then pretended to greedily eat mixed rice which she did not want to see anymore.

"Mother is tired every day must work for your school fees with Hafidz. So that's all I can do. If your father is still working, I will definitely make whatever food you want," said Nani with a sharp tone.

How to shake the head, "Mom don't have to mistake Father. I have no problem eating this every day."

"But that's a fact. Try your father to work honestly. We're not going to be as hard as we think," Nani says, making Heri remember what happened to her in the past. Hearing his wife's words made him feel guilty.

"Udahlah ma'am, don't talk about it anymore. You have changed," said Randy did not like if his mother brought up the mistakes of his father in the past.

"Where is the evidence that your father has changed?" nani and Randy were silent. A few minutes the table was quiet. No one wants to start talking to remove this silence. Only the sound of the impact of the spoon with the plate was heard.

"Father will be looking for work" Heri said as he stood up from his seat. "Father will make our family better than it was then and now."

Now live Cara with Nani who is at the dining table. How to only see Nani who is cleaning the dishes. Seeing his mother, making Cara miss the affection. "Mom, Cara will not bosen eat mixed rice made by Mother, when cooking Mother using a smile."

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How to put his face on the table. Remember if every meal with his mother always discussed the problem in the past. That makes him sad. Moreover, since about 6 months ago his father returned, Nani never loved him as before. Never smile like you used to and always speak loudly to all family members.

His little brother, Hafidz, was a victim. The way does not matter if Nani says ketus or does not care about him. But he does not like if Hafidz get 2 things from his mother. "Lo why, Ra?"

Way just shaking. Seeing that made Raca anxious. Judging from Cara's behavior since yesterday makes Raca suspicious if the girl has a problem. The top of the head is wiped, "if there is a story problem to me. I promised I'd hear your story for twenty-four hours."

"Gue gapapa, Ka."

"But from that moment you were very lethargic. Yesterday when I went to your house, you also seemed to have a problem."

How to raise his face and look at Raca. It was impossible if he told Raca everything. He doesn't want anyone to know the problems in his life. "Lo don't take care of me."

Hearing the words How to make Raca feel guilty has made her friend angry. "I mean, maybe by telling you your problem to me, you can..."

"Can you solve the problem? It won't work, Ka. With me the story to you even make me embarrassed," said Cara with a thin tone. Not knowing why she was so angry with Raca who wanted to know the problem. With an upset heart, Cara breezed off going out of class ignoring Raca's call.

"Why, Rak?" asked Haidan who was sitting in front of Raca and next to Gia. The girl beside Haidan was also waiting for a reply from Raca's mouth.

Raca just lifted her shoulders a sign of not knowing. It made Haidan and Gia sigh and return with their conversation.

The woman's feelings are indeed difficult to guess, Raca's mind.

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Tears of Cara could not stop. He was so saddened to remember his family's tenuous closeness and his mother's anger at his father's mistake. I don't know until when it will end. How to miss his old family so much, always with each other.

"Don't cry."

The two words managed to make Cara instead return to crying loudly. Zul who saw the cry of his class sister became more and more, immediately wipe the tears that came down from the small eyes of Cara.

Zul's hand rubs, making Cara's cries stop. How to start breathing. Observe the face of the guy next to her. A handsome face with thick eyebrows that Cara seemed familiar with. "So, stop crying."

"Lo who?" tanya Cara quietly with a voice as fond as typical people cry.

"Gue son of twelve IPA 3," replied Zul while confirming the hairs that covered Cara's eyes.

"Never seen one?" ask Cara and Zul just smiled. Replaced the tears that still escaped from Cara's little eyes. "Sister, who was braiding my hair at the time?"

Zul smiled and nodded. It turns out that Cara's guess is right. The guy who talked to Mr. Dono at that time was the guy who had braided his hair. Thick eyebrows belong to the guy that makes Cara remember. "Sister school is here too? How can you never see?"

"God doesn't want us to meet on purpose."

"So this time we met by accident?" ask Cara and Zul nodded. "Then what did you mean to meet on purpose?"

"One of us is looking for it on purpose." How to nod which means to understand. He saw the face of his classmate. Thick eyebrows look like his father's old friend. What possible? But that's impossible, thick eyebrows like that must be a lot of people have.

"Zul," Zul said as he extended his right hand. How to remove tears that still escaped. Reply to that hand.

"How to, Caramel."

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