
The sun shines on the earth in a very humid morning. Birds echoed across the sky. Zara stood on the balcony of her room while staring in that direction, where the clouds gathered creating a beautiful panorama on a bright morning.
The girl enjoyed the beauty of the sunrise, seen occasionally he draped a child's hair that blocked his face due to being blown by the wind. The warmth infiltrated into his chest. He didn't realize that a car was stopping right in front of the house.
The girl recalls the memory of her past with her late father. At the age of just 12 years so much joy that he felt. That day he promised his father to study hard.
"*Zara promised Dad, Zara won't let Dad down." said little Zara in front of the Father.
"Smart girl! Teach hard, okay?" said the father while stroking the head of the girl.
"Ready Dad." replied Zara while saluting*.
Realizing from the memories of the past that slipped to the surface, the girl sighed to calm her mind. Even the two corners of his eyes had pooled, but with all his might he tried to hold back the puddle of tears.
"Dad, I miss you." said the girl raucously.
Remembering the figure of the father to him is a sorrow. The hero figure as well as his first love had left him and his mother. Exactly 3 years already the figure no longer accompany his days. Many things changed, even his life spirit was slowly eroded. Until he and his mother decided to move house and settle in a different city so that they are not overwhelmed by prolonged nestapa.
Zara vividly remembered how the middle-aged man had made her like a royal princess. Fulfil her with affection and lead her on the right path. Not to forget, family education that he did not get in school. It was neatly stored in his brain memory like a movie.
Shortly afterwards the sound of footsteps approached, it can be guessed if it was his mother. Who else, they only lived alone in that simple house.
Zara turned her head when the middle-aged woman called out to her. "Son, there's a guest below. Come down and help me prepare a drink for her" Tamara said.
Zara nodded softly "Yes Ma'am, I'm coming down immediately."
Tamara went from the girl's room to the living room. Zara followed her mother's steps, but soon she headed to the kitchen to prepare a cup of warm tea.
While in the living room the figure of the young man had been sitting quietly. Tamara approached with a smile, the young man smiled back.
A few minutes later Zara appeared from the kitchen carrying a tray of two cups of tea. The girl's footsteps stopped. He was surprised to see a young man who looked so handsome was talking to his mother. Suddenly the girl's heart raced fast. Without waiting any longer he immediately put down a cup of tea for the man and sat down next to the mother.
The arrival of the man made Zara's head cause a question mark. The girl looked confused, and there was a suitcase that the young man was carrying.
"Then how are your mother and father, don't they want to come here?" ask Tamara.
"They're fine, aunt. Haha, the matter of wanting to visit here, I have absolutely no idea." Reply Ran while smiling.
"It seems like they're busy." continued Tamara.
Zara looked at the interaction of the two. Still in question mark mode, the girl's head nodded for a moment thinking who was this guy? Why does his mother look so familiar.
'Maybe this guy's mom's friend's son?' thought the girl in heart.
The handsome face of the man made Zara momentarily stare. Moreover, the man's narrowed eyes looked aesthetic to him. His firm jaw made the girl immediately swallow. The perfect guy.
"I heard your father retired, is that true?" ask Tamara.
"True aunt." replied Ran.
Tamara nodded in understanding. "Drink your tea."
"Thank you aunt."
Zara was getting bored. This conversation was so awkward that the girl scratched her own nape. He waited so long that he could no longer see what the two of them were talking about.
"Well Ran, like the deal between Zara's father and yours. You'll be staying here with us from today" said Tamara, who captured Zara's attention.
Tamara turned to her daughter who looked like she was in a deep sea. He then stroked the girl's shoulder. Sontak Zara was surprised, then looked in wonder at the mother.
"Son Ran, this is Zara's aunt's son. Zara, it's Ran. He's Uncle Akira's son." Tamara introduced them to each other.
'Oh so he's uncle Akira's son, which means he's my cousin?' ask Zara in your heart.
The man named Ran lowered his head at a glance which was similarly replied by Zara. They both look so awkward, at first glance. After that Zara looks sculpted with uncertain thoughts. The girl nodded.
Tamara turned to look at the expression of her daughter who was frowning looking thinking. "Zara, what's wrong, honey?" The mother's voice made her aware of the daydream.
"No ma'am, it's okay." elak Zara smiled.
"It's as soon as you take Ran to the room in front of your room, dear."
"Good ma'am." replied Zara as she got up followed by Ran.
Then the girl immediately invited Ran to go to the room in front of her room. That place will be Ran's room as long as he is in the house. Zara opened the room door, from the outside it looked pretty big. Ran turned his head inside and shortly afterwards brought his things in.
Zara handed the room key to Ran after all the man's luggage went inside. Ran invited the girl in to take a look. Curious that she had never been there, Zara finally heeded the man's invitation.
After entering his curiosity slowly disappeared. There is no difference between the room with the room even the location of the bed and other equipment. This house was only a few days lived by him and his mother, which is why the room he had never visited.
"Really, this room is not much different from my room across the street" said the girl, spontaneously.
"really?" sela Ran's. The man looked astonished at Zara who acted as if she was close to him.
Zara suddenly realized, what she just said should not be spoken. Why does he seem familiar with this narrow-eyed man? Zara blinked, then shifted her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm being disrespectful." bowing his head.
"No problem." replied Ran slowly.
Zara was about to make a rhyme, but a soft voice from Ran's lips stopped her steps. "I'm Ran, greetings."
The girl turned her head and nodded at a glance, "Zz.. Zara." she said nervously. "I'll go back to the room, you just take a break." He said to Ran again.
Ran smiled back at the girl, before long Zara finally disappeared behind the door. After Zara's departure, the man immediately closed the door of the room and began tidying up his belongings.
Meanwhile, Zara who had returned to her room was leaning behind the closed door. While holding his chest that was pounding due to talking to Ran, the man who was her cousin.
"Why did you send a prince to this house?" he said in his heart.
The girl walked towards the balcony while continuing to imagine Ran's handsome face. When leaning against the balcony barrier, Zara looked towards the yard of her house. There a black car parked. When he realized, it seemed like the car had arrived since he had been staring into the sky to enjoy the view of the sunrise.
"Is that car his?" muttered Zara then smiled faintly, for some reason today feels so different.
Ran's arrival was something that was never terbesit by him. Even he just found out if he has a cousin like Ran.
"Handsome." once again he muttered.
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