LITERACY
PART 30'S
Just as his steps reached the last step of the stairs, he saw that there was one room whose door was deliberately left open. The girl immediately set her feet firmly towards the room she believed was Agatha's and looked slightly inside through the doorway.
"That's a hell of a narcissist, Ta!" Her lips felt funny when she was already in Agatha's room.
The girl slowly walked down every curve of Agatha's room, her eyes twinkling at every polaroid printed photo arranged patterned creating various shapes on part of the room's walls.
There were also some large posters on the head of his bed, I don't know what the function was. On the ceiling of the room is given a colorful LED light, can Freya imagine how beautiful this room if the night.
"But really Delan often mode with frills of duty, it turns out this creative boy is also his hand."
"Ehh, are there any pictures of me too? but when this was taken," Freya was quite surprised to find a line of photos with Agatha laughing together in the back garden of the school, tucked among the many photos of Agatha, Delan and Arka together there.
There is a sense that is difficult to explain lodged in his chest at this time, although he was never that close to be said as Agatha's friend can not be denied he is now inflicted with a deep sense of haru.
Long enough Freya ventured in the room but there was no sign that the owner of the room would come out of his place. Is Agatha bathing or meditating in there? I don't know, it's been a long time.
His eyes stared wistfully at the rice dishes and the pain reliever was still intact untouched in its place.
"So you turned out to be really good, Ta. Many people care and love the same Lo, not like me and Arka," he murmured softly. A little Freya knew the friendship life Agatha lived, Why? he was both a neighbor and a secret admirer of the Arkananta Rahardian.
Freya often caught a moody Ark when her parents left the service out of town and will go home after months. As with what Arka experienced, Freya was the same. The girl often feels lonely when at home but is reluctant to open a relationship to make friends.
Until finally he meets Kenzo Mahendra, a handsome athletic man with sharp eagle eyes in the city park because of an unexpected incident.
A man who is able to give a little color to his life that feels empty because of his figure is flat and slengean is very inversely proportional to the figure of Freya who is indifferent and seemed indifferent to the surrounding environment.
After how long a girl appeared with a towel limited to her thighs out of the bathroom, she was busy drying her hair using a small towel until not realizing if in her room was the arrival of another guest.
The fragrance of cherry blossoms that came from the bath soap he was wearing immediately burst into all corners of the room as he made his way to the bed. But his steps stopped immediately when he saw Freya who was wearing a solid black oversize shirt combined with short creamy Chino pants.
The girl was lying down with both legs left to slap on the floor on her bed with her eyes closed.
"Hi, Fre." Sapa Agatha as she walked over to Freya who had now changed her position to sit cross-legged on her queen-size bed.
"Ehh, Ta. Sorri yes, I'm kebablasan." Reply Freya a little awkward because it was presumptuous to occupy Agatha's bed without permission first, but do not blame Freya completely, just ask why Agatha was so long in there. Even his back and tailbone had been tired of waiting since earlier, not to mention the result of a minor accident he had suffered on the way here it felt really squared.
"Yes Fre, just relax with me."
"Ohh yes, Ta. I'm here because Delan nitipin was made for Lo," The girl thrust a bag of crisps full of snacks and a bottle of menstrual pain relief medicine.
"Thank you a lot, Fre. I want to bother going to my house. Though waiting to see you tomorrow at school can also" Agatha received a bag of Freya's gifts and placed it next to the rice on the nightstand.
"Once in the afternoon wash your eyes, yeah."
Agatha's narrow eyes were disturbed to see the dried blood on Freya's knee in the upper left.
"Lo's upper left knee is why, Fre?"
The confused Freya followed Agatha's line of sight, and was shocked to see a line of wounds plastered there. How could he not be aware of the impact of the collision earlier, even his blood had dried up like this.
"Heheh,, don't deliberately close people at the crossroads. Ta,"
"Hadehh, yes, I've been waiting for a change of clothes first, after that we cure Lo's wounds."
Agatha passed towards the walk in closet and came out with a box of P3K in her hand.
"Gue can be alone, Ta." Freya tried to prevent Agatha's movements from clearing the scar on her knee.
"You can do it yourself, you should have cleaned it earlier, not even let it dry like this. If his wound is infected with Nyahok Lo," Sanggah Agatha brushed off Freya's hand who wanted to take over the gauze cotton from her hand. Eventually Freya relents and lets Agatha bandage her wounds with a handplast.
At around 4 pm Freya finally allowed her to return home, because her mission to deliver the message had been accomplished.
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CONNECT.!!!
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