Patencies

Chapter 7, It rained that day.

"I was in vain to wear short clothes, it turned out to be cloudy today, cold anyway."

Alfred stared at his mobile phone which had been vibrating earlier, indicating that there was a call or maybe a message was coming in.

"Vibrate shakes mulu daritadi, what the hell?" she said.

Taking a towel on a wooden chair, the net accidentally saw the message that had entered his phone. Intrigued, Alfred picked up his phone and sat back down on the wooden chair.

"Announcement, for high school students.will go home blah blah blah blah..oh come home tomorrow."

Alfred was still reading the announcement as it rained heavily.

A loud knock on the door jolted Alfred who was daydreaming staring at the falling rainwater. Walking quickly, Alfred had just opened the door when a hand pulled him out of the room.

"What the-"

"Talk later!."

The one who was pulled silent, just resigned to the fact that he was being pulled by a girl, towards the first floor.

"It's okay, you don't have any sense of courtesy at all." Alfred grumbled when he reached the first floor, although he had almost fallen because he could not keep up with the girl's running speed.

"More."

Alfred stared. The girl looked back at him. The two of them looked at each other until the girl in front of him cut off their eye contact and asked,

"What?"

"You pulled me out of the room, just for this?."

Yeah, an instant noodle that looks like it just cooked. The smoke quickly rose upwards, and then disappeared above their heads. The girl in front of him nodded several times before allowing Alfred to sit down. "My mother told me to call you to eat together, but since you didn't hear my mother's call, I was told to go up to the second floor."

Really just an instant noodle, he thought.

Alfred was already prepared that if the girl in front of him pulled herself out suddenly, he might need a man's help, he thought. But what is this? Only a few instant noodles were cooked, and the girl in front of him impolitely pulled him out of the room.

Sighing, Alfred chose to eat instant noodles in front of him. "Eat also turns out."

"If I don't eat, it's in vain that your gracefully pulled me out of the room. I appreciate your efforts, so I eat."

"Yes."

It did not take long to eat food in front of him, especially just three packs of instant noodles soup. Alfred involuntarily continued to stare at the girl in front of him. "Look again, you seem so petite. What class are you in?."

"Do I have to answer the question of a deaf person like you?."

Choking, Alfred looked at the girl in front of him with a look of disbelief.

The cover alone looks plain, but he said no innocence at all, he thought.

"You are, if someone older than you asks, try to answer." Alfred picked up a tissue and cleaned the girl's cheek in front of him from the instant noodle sauce.

Don't ask why he did that.

His hands seemed to move on their own, and the girl in front of him did not bother about it.

"Yes, I will remember this message from someone older than me."

Alfred chose to give up. Arguing with the girl in front of him whose name was unknown would push him to the brink of defeat.

I was in vain to know. This tired self.

"I'm Nalea. What's your name, deaf sir?."

An imaginary intersection appeared above Alfred's head. "alright. My name is Alfred, not deaf sir."

Nalea nodded. His hands stretched out to lift the plate they had eaten earlier, before Alfred lifted the plate a little faster than him. "Eh?."

"I helped you wash dishes." Nalea was silent for a while, then followed Alfred from behind. The young man who looked quite barbarian washes dishes smartly, leaving Nalea stunned for a moment. His lips opened, then closed. "You can wash-ah."

"Pfft-"

Alfred continued his washing activities while stealing glances to Nalea. "Praise me again, I didn't hear your praise." Nalea threw out her face while pursing her lips. His eyes were on the sandals Alfred was wearing. I don't know, maybe the sandal has its own charm. "I praise you because your looks don't look like a diligent kid you know?. You look more like a fucking delinquent hanging around the streets."

The last glass is finished in the wash. Alfred put it together with some of the dishes, then he dried his hands and turned around, preparing to go to the bathroom and take a shower. Yes, he had imagined how beautiful it would be if he had finished bathing when lightning struck.

Alfred. He found Nalea staring at him flatly. "Why?"

"No. There's nothing." Alfred walked up the stairs, then stopped.

"Hey petite, would you like to have some hot chocolate milk with me after I finish my bath?. I happened to take him."

Nalea looked at him. His position slightly turned to Alfred earlier, so he did not see the young man's expression.

"Yes. We can drink hot chocolate milk after you take a shower."

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Ryan looked at himself in the mirror. "I'm not nervous. Haha, is that nervous?. Look, I'm not nervous."

Yeah, a big lie. It would be a lie if he said he wasn't nervous. He'll go see someone out there, who's either ready or not. Ryan took his phone to look at the clock.

"15 more minutes should be, but I really can't stand it."

With so much confidence, Ryan walked out of his room, locked the door, and walked to the inn not far from his place.

At 12 noon, the sun should have shone brightly, but now it was raining heavily. Ryan stared at the street in front of him with a sigh. "I don't have an umbrella.."

"Uncle, you want an umbrella?"

Ryan turned to the side and found a girl about 7 years old, standing up and offering her small umbrella. He was flattered by the kindness of the little girl in front of him.  His attire was fixed on the clothes of the little girl in front of him who was soaking wet. The little girl in front of him trembled occasionally, but her hand still held the small butterfly-patterned umbrella.

Ryan aligns himself with the child in front of him. The jacket that had been worn on his body was quickly removed and worn on the small body of the child in front of him. "Where are your parents?."

Ryan dyed. He stared at the streets and children in front of him. The boy gritted his teeth several times and clasped Ryan's hand tightly.

She swiftly hugged the little boy in front of her as the person running through the rain held her wrist.

"Run fast!."

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"Mmhm~ mmhm~."

The wind blew quietly, playing a bit of his pitch-black mane. Holding the wheel of the car, the man parked his car in front of the minimarket.

"Well, I need a bottle of water and two chocolate sandwiches...."

The mane is deep black. Her smile captivated the girls - I mean, all who saw her. Average anyway.

Who her? Yep, he's a--a

"Alland!"

"Yes?- ah, not calling myself.."

Iyes, Alland his name. His brother is Alfred, remember? The delinquent delinquent student who washed the dishes had a handsome, dashing older brother named Alland.

His beautiful parasites and polite speech really become a deadly combination.

Not for Alfred.

"The name is similar to your name?."

Alland. He found an old man in his 60s sitting and looking straight at him. The old man's eyes were like they were forming a crescent moon. He smiled at Alland.

"Ah. Yes, his name is similar to my name. That's why I think someone called me, ahaha." Alland laughed blandly.

Feeling awkward, Alland lowered his head a little, saying goodbye to the old man earlier. "Excuse me sir, please step down."

"Yes young."

Alland went into the minimarket, took a bottle of water and a packet of bread, then headed for the cashier.

Not enough, he took back a few packs of bread and a bottle of water, then actually went to the cashier and paid for everything.

The old man can eat any bread..

Ah, if he can't eat bread, I'll just go buy rice.

There aren't. As soon as Alland came out of the minimarket, the old man was not in his place. Alland looked around, perhaps the old man was not far from here.

"I want to give you bread and water. Ah, was it because it was just bread then the old man had left? I should have bought rice."

Alland turned around, then left. The goal is not just to buy bread and a bottle of water, but to go somewhere not too far from the minimarket.

His feet keep moving. The sun shone very brightly, making himself sweat. Yeah, he shouldn't have parked his car in the minimarket parking lot earlier if the distance was so far.

But this has been his habit since long ago. It used to be, before it all became like this.

Her net widened, her lips forming an upward curve. He has arrived at his destination.

The wind blew slowly, bringing a chill that came from nowhere. Alland stared at the tomb in front of him. Wild grass grew around his tomb, adding a deep impression to Alland. Slowly he aligned his height with the tomb, then rubbed his own hand slowly.

The sparkle in his eyes slowly dimmed. Memories of a few years ago began to pop into his mind.

"alright. I'm not crying."

Alland stared at the name array in front of him.

"I came with flowers. Flowers near the school you like." That day the sun shone with great zeal. The weather that Alland loved, when the sun was shining brightly and not a single cloud appeared.

"You know, I think I've been a successful person."

The wind was a little louder. The leaves fall quickly to the ground. There was no one there, but himself.

Alland continued to speak, unconcerned by the fact that no one replied to him.

Slowly the man closed his eyes. At first he wanted to enjoy the wind, but he could not lie.

The man fell asleep in a position slightly leaning on the tomb beside him.

Water droplets and different gusts of wind from before woke up a man. His eyes blinked several times, trying to adjust to the surrounding conditions. At the end of the road, a child of about ten years old stood up as if calling himself. The man was still leaning on the tomb beside him. The man stood up, not caring about his slightly dirty black trousers. His feet continued to step forward, trying to reach the little boy at the end of the road.

The fog started to fill the place. The quiet atmosphere supported the atmosphere at that moment. The man hastened his steps. He began to run, running to reach the child in front of him.

The man's body shrank. He returned in previous years. The boy in front of her turned into a girl about seventeen years old. The girl, pulled her hand, and hugged the shrinking man earlier.

The man could not see the girl's eyes in front of him, but he could see the smile of the girl.

A familiar smile, the inner man.

The girl in front of him still hugged the man earlier, while gently stroking his mane.

"Alland."

"...man." man."

"Uncle!."

Uh.

Alland awoke from his sleep. He looked at the little boy in front of him. The boy was paddling her, trying not to get wet from the rain.

Since when?

Alland stood up and held the child in front of him. The black umbrella now turned into Alland's hands. He quickly left the place, leaving all the question marks about the child in the dream.