Rachel Love Farel's

The Part 74

"Just in, not in the key."

Rachel opened the door. He turned his head to look at Farel's position. He was sitting on a bed with two pillows.

Rachel left the door open, walked over and sat down beside Farel.

"So you're asleep?" asked Rachel, taking out the medicine and putting it in Farel's hand.

"Not yet, neither can sleep."

After all the pills were already in Farel's hands. Rachel helps Farel drink by pointing a glass at Farel's lips. Then Farel took four of the drugs at the same time. Rachel helped him drink again.

"Oh, wait a minute."

Rachel placed the glass on the nightstand next to Farel's bed and rushed out of the room.

"Yes, Rachel why?." Wonder Farel. Though Farel still wanted to accompany Rachel here but somehow Rachel suddenly left.

But before long Rachel returned and looked bored in the doorway.

"No." Rachel smiled as she lifted two bananas. "Gue inget small time every time you finish taking the medicine, you must find a banana."

Rachel sat down again next to Farel, gave him one of the bananas and put one of them on the nightstand. Back when they were little every time Farel got sick, Rachel would always visit. Rachel also saw how hard Farel was to take medicine. Every single pill that was swallowed, Farel had to eat a banana first.

"Now I can take medicine without a banana. But thank you, you've brought this banana to run around. Thanks for remembering the little things I love."

"Maybe so long we are friends, I so memorize lo habits, things you like or things you do not like. I will memorize your blood type, date of birth, brand of toothbrush lo, shoe size lo and many more. Maybe I know you better than you know yourself."

Rachel laughs. While Farel was just silent with his eyes fixed on Rachel.

"It's not just lo doang. I know everything about you too. Your date of birth, blood type, shoe size and bra size I know."

"Kok you know?." Rachel glares.

Farel laughed, "And I've seen."

Rachel is getting wider.

"I-I mean fold-flip time clothes lo, I accidentally saw the size of your bra. Don't nething it dong. I can't possibly secretly hold that lio while you sleep."

Rachel screeched, "Gue also knows the size****lo. I've bought it for you with Aunt Sarah."

Farel laughed again, and so did Rachel who was laughing. Then slowly Rachel's laughter stopped once she realized Farel's intense gaze.

"What's wrong? why are you staring at me like that?."

Rachel kept quiet and listened carefully word by word Farel.

"Now I ask, how do I feel now?."

"What feeling does that mean?" asked Rachel puzzled.

"I feel like you. According to you, all this time I was too comfortable with our friendship until I did not realize my feelings. I mean the feeling of love. Love as an adult man and woman. Anger, annoyance, annoyance, every lo deket same other guy. Is that normal? Does a friend feel this way too? Is it natural for a friend to be angry to see his best friend close to other men? I'm confused Rachel. I'm afraid I'm wrong."

Farel grabbed Rachel's hand and clasped tightly. Looked deeply. Rachel could see it. Seeing the worry, uneasiness and confusion in the maya Farel.

Rachel didn't know what to answer. His sentence when he said he understood Farel's feelings was just a joke in the eye. Rachel never really knew how Farel felt. If Rachel knew Farel loved her all this time, Rachel would have banned Farel from being with Luna from the beginning. Then asked Farel to be with him. No one was hurt and injured.

"Lo is also similar to Mama" said Farel. "Gue feels more like Mama than Luna."

"Farel." Rachel clasped Farel's hand and stared in the shade.

"Gue understood you loved Aunt Sarah very much. Aunt Sarah is as good and as good as that. She is the perfect female figure. His patience, his affection, his understanding and everything about him was amazing. It is natural that you want to find a female figure like Aunt Sarah. But that doesn't mean you have to equate the woman you love with Mama lo."

"It's not love, it's obsession. Suppose for now the nature of Aunt Sarah is on me. Then we're going out. After that you suddenly find one of my two traits that go against Aunt Sarah, you must be disappointed."

"Lo is also disappointed with your own expectations that will lead to disappointment in your partner. Then one day suddenly you meet a woman whose nature is more mirio with Aunt Sarah. You'll be obsessed again."

"Lo would say fall in love with that woman and want to have her. So it continues and will not be endless as long as the obsession is still in your heart. You will never be satisfied with one woman."

Farel fell silent, rethinking word after word Rachel in his head. There is no denying it, because all of Rachel's sentences are true. And Farel just realized stupidly now. Maybe if Rachel hadn't told her Farel wouldn't have been sober. Farel will continue to look for a female figure like his Mama.

"No man is perfect, Farel. Everyone has one or two flaws. Aunt Sarah also has flaws. But your affection covers up Aunt Sarah's shortcomings so that in your eyes Aunt Sarah is so perfect. Love that perfects the shortcomings of our partner Farel."

"Geez, am I talking too much?." Rachel laughed softly, "Sorry I don't mean to know or how because I myself have never been in a relationship. But as I understand it, so is the concept of love."

Farel nodded, "Thanks you have talked to me, at least I am more aware. But you haven't answered my question. That question, according to you. Have I loved you all this time but I haven't realized it's because I'm too comfortable with our friendship?."

Staring closely at Farel's eyes, Rachel raised her hand and placed it on Farel's chest."

"Lo the owner of lo. lo's heart knows more about your feelings. Even though I said I understand your feelings. No one can understand in his feelings except yourself. If you really love me, I want you to say it out loud without a doubt. But it feels too late now. I chose Luna. Even Luna has hoped that your relationship will last until the wedding."

"Rachel," Farel placed a hand on the back of Rachel's hand that was still stuck to her chest.

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