LOVE DIARY

Chapter 18 is Over

Love made up her mind and came out of her room, to look for Rangga who was sitting in the garden behind her house.

Love saw the man from a distance, there was a bandage on his right hand that made him feel even more guilty. Guilt is mixed with anger and jealousy. 

Rangga's eyes were fixed on Razi who was busy playing, but from his empty gaze can be seen that he was immersed in his own mind and sadness emanated from the look of his face.

He stepped his foot, step by step approaching Rangga. There was a sense of heaviness at each step, but that sense was gone because of his strong desire to straighten out the problems between them.

His footsteps stopped, right behind the bench, where Rangga was sitting.

"I'm sorry" he said in a soft voice.

Rangga flinched from his daydream, then grabbed Love's hand with his left hand, and pulled him to sit beside her.

"You've been wrong!" he said without hearing the words of love.

He saw her face so desperate. Rangga has tried to convince Love many times with words and actions, but still only rejection and expulsion that he received.

"I stopped by Daren's house, and we ate together. I don't know why I suddenly felt dizzy and Seli took me home. After I got home, I was upset that you never called me once" she explained.

Rangga still held the hand of Love tightly, as if afraid if he lost the figure of the woman he loved.

"Sley?" ask Love slowly.

"Ah yes, Seli is Daren's sister. The three of us have been friends since childhood" he continued.

Love let go of her hand, then slowly grabbed Rangga's bandaged right hand, "Is it still painful?" 

"A little bit" replied Rangga.

He took out the topical medicine, from the small bag that he was carrying, opened the bandage and applied the medicine, gently.

"I'm sorry and thank you" said Love with a sad face.

Rangga was amazed to hear his words, his shocked face could be felt by Love. It was only the first time he heard such a remark from her, with a face filled with sadness.

"I'm sorry if my attitude hurt you, and thank you for helping me so much" he said.

"I also apologize for yelling at you when you came to my house" said Rangga.

Rangga was stunned to hear his question, he was silent for a moment looking down miserably. Recalling the fond memories, a faint smile emanated from his face.

"He is a good person, his attitude and speech are very soft" said Rangga.

Love remembers her nature and attitude even the opposite of the woman, indifferent and frankly, saying all her heart. Especially when there are men who disturb his calm, he does not hesitate to insult them with the name of a jerk, and humiliate them in public, such as Willi.

"He really likes sweet food" continued Rangga.

While Love, he does not hate sweet foods, but he prefers spicy foods. The difference between them is like heaven and earth.

His hands that were still applying medicine suddenly came to a halt, bowing in embarrassment to himself.

Rangga always considered Love as his wife, he thought that the question was only limited to testing his feelings for Love.

Rangga took the opportunity to bring her face closer to the face of Love, trying to kiss her lips.

Love still bowed silently, without looking at her. Slowly the man got closer until their lips almost touched. "Dad!" razi shouted from a distance. 

They were shocked to hear Razi's screams. Looking in all directions, looking for his whereabouts that no longer played near them sat down.

"What really happened to Razi?" muttered Love to Rangga. While Rangga, only answered with a little head bobble.

They also look for the source of the sound that is not very clear from where the sound is. Looking up to the nearby perkalan his neighbor's house.

There is a wall that is quite high, as the boundary between houses there. There is a large hole that is usually passed by a neighboring dog.

There was a very small clothing tear there, from the same color as the clothes worn by Razi.

What the hell is going on?

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