Rachel Love Farel's

The Part 165

Rachel plans to join Bastian for dinner with her family tonight. Rachel doesn't know who's coming, but Bastian says they've prepared a special dinner to welcome Rachel. But this is a surprise. Bastian hasn't told everyone Rachel's arrival.

Now, at 19:00, Rachel and Farel are in the car on their way to Bastian's house. Along the way Rachel.looked out the window. The streets are pretty jammed, unlike when Rachel was still in Switzerland. But since Rachel had not come here for a long time, this bottleneck was disguised with a sense of pleasure in her heart.

"Switzerland is beautiful and not jammed, but here it will certainly be more fun" said Farel while looking at Rachel.

"Fun? why is it more fun?." asked Rachel with a smile and raised an eyebrow.

"Because there's me."

"Currently, gombal," Rachel laughed, "You said that because you were here it was more fun than in Switzerland, right? so if our story gets stuck in traffic and I rush to one place. Do you want to move all the cars on the road so I can get to my destination quickly?."

"Hm, I'll buy a bulldozer and get rid of all the cars blocking my car that drove Princess Rachel."

Rachel laughed, "It could be you."

Farel tunes songs in cars, dusk painting songs by budi-do re mi.

"You used to love this song. When we were 7 years old, I sang this song for you as a new year's gift. Because you used to give me gifts."

"Oh yeah?."

"Hm"

Rachel fell silent and listened to the lyrics for the sake of the song painting twilight which meant quite deeply.

"Let me paint twilight," Farel began to sing making Rachel turn to him.

Rachel didn't know why she liked listening to this song, but she clearly felt calmer. Especially in addition Farel singing. It feels more fun.

"Craving your name there," Farel continued to sing while looking at Rachel fixedly.

This song is beautiful, but somehow I want to cry the longer I hear it. Like there's an unrelenting sense of tightness in the chest. Did he listen to this song a lot when he was down?.

"Heard you tell a story, cried laugh."

Rachel wondered. Where does he listen to this song often? what is sleeping in the room while hugging a roll and crying? or soaking in a bath while crying too? Rachel didn't know but it was like there were bits of memory flashing in her head.

"Let me paint the night. Bring you the stars."

Rachel stared fixedly at Farel, while Farel continued to sing. What used to be when he listened to this song Farel accompanied him? or is it Farel who is the reason Rachel listened to this song? Farel made her hurt, and then Rachel got upset and played this song? I don't know, Rachel doesn't know. The more he wondered the more he was confused.

"Your wounded partner's body. Until you're happy."

Unknowingly Rachel's tears just flowed after the song was over. The last song, so touching Rachel. Back he wondered. Was he often injured? why hear this sad song, her tears dripping, What Rachel used to cry so much?.

"Why?." Farel reached out and rubbed Rachel's cheek.

Rachel shook her head, "I don't know. Suddenly crying. Weird right?."

"Maybe it's your subconscious reaction. You really like this song. Even though you don't remember the lyrics, your heart and feelings still remember. I'll show you more of the things you do often to make your memory recover faster. Slow down!."

Farel placed his hand on the back of Rachel's hand which was on top of her thigh and squeezed gently Rachel noticed Farel's large hand with her fingers looking firmly encapsulated her small hand, in this hand, Rachel felt warm and comfortable, but also stubborn at the same time.

"What do you feel?" asked Farel as soon as they got to the red light and the car stopped.

"If you?." asked Rachel back because from yesterday until now Farel kept asking about her feelings.

Rachel laughed, "I don't want salto, but I also deg an."

"What if we both salto on this highway?."

"Farel I know we're absurd, but we're not crazy. Where there's a sane man salto in the middle of the road."

Farel laughed, "But I like the absurd with you."

Rachel turned her head, raising her two legs on the chair in a folding position to the back of her thigh Tonight Rachel was wearing a sky blue dress knee-length short sleeve, she said, her dress was comfortable and loose so Rachel could move freely.

Farel glanced at Rachel's sitting position now.

"No weird?."

"It's not as comfortable as you are," Farel took off Rachel's hand, then piled his hand on Rachel's thigh so that Farel's hand extended to Rachel's calf. Every now and then Farel rubbed his calves.

Rachel was happy with Farel's answer - she was not angry or protesting with her sitting position now - which most people might find disrespectful. Rachel could have been on a bad judge.

"Tell me again dong, what crazy thing we've ever done." Rachel smartly enthusiastic and impatient.

"Okay, what do you want to hear?." Farel rubbed Rachel's calves and leg shins which felt soft and smooth.

"What is it?."

"SED, Junior High, High School or College? we've been friends for 7 years to 20 years. I've got a lot of story material I can tell you, you just ask me what you want to know."

"Have you ever made me cry?."

Farel turned his head with narrowed eyes, "Because of the many things that you can ask you to ask so?."

"Because if the fun, the fun is normal, I want another story."

Farel was silent for a moment. "You have answered my question. You must have made me cry, right?."

"Rachel, you're good at hiding feelings. Even though you are in a ruined state, you can still laugh cheerfully as if nothing happened. You laugh as if stiff as the happiest man in the world. You never want to show your sadness in front of everyone.You always tell me, I want my presence to be a happiness for others."

Farel turned his head, gently squeezing Rachel's calf to give it some serenity. Then drive the car again when the traffic light already shows green.

"I think it's your nature and I'm sure you still do."

"Hm, I often harbored my feelings?" said Rachel.

"When you're with me, you don't have to hold anything. Just tell me what you want to say. I will always accept herbs with all your advantages and disadvantages."

Rachel just kept quiet, staring fixedly at Farel from the side. Today Farel wears a black shirt, fitting it on his body. Shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbows show his hand muscles, look strong, sturdy and somewhat veined. Rachel wondered how Farel formed this seatlentis. Maybe he's been having a lot of gymnastics.

Short comb-over hair model, increasingly make his jaw look firm. Overall appearance Farel tonight is very charming. He's very handsome. In addition, the circular watch on his left hand adds to the charismatic impression.

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