RAGIL (First Love)

Season 2 #10

There is a sense in this body that can sense what kind of person you really are

-azka

Notifications in the research project group that Azka is participating in sound crowded. Whether there is anything until the members of the group are busy replying to each other, the message causes a non-stop ringing on Azka's phone.

Curiosity makes Azka finally gave up not to open the group chat column. He walked towards the small table where he placed the cell phone that was being charged. He pointed his fingers to press the icon of the chat application symbol to find out what is being discussed there.

Azka widened her eyes as she read the first information she had not read all day.

Profs. Ara added Kara Boy

"WHAT????" Azka was shocked to death. Why was Kara added to their research group? Azka researched carefully. He didn't mistake. The number was clearly stored under the name Kara. So, why did Kara go in there?

Drrrt

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Shaking the call from the phone in his hand made Azka jump. Luckily, the phone can still be held tightly.

"Hello."

"Haloow co-workers!" The carefree voice from across the phone made Azka's ears pengang instantaneously.

"Kara! Gosh darn. Why did you get into that group?" Azka could no longer cover her curiosity.

"great right? Haha." The young man laughed.

"Explain!" pinta Azka's.

"I'm part of the research on tea. I will help you in the statistics and calculations section." said Kara casually.

"Waw, great!" Azka was happy. "So that's why you went to college the other day?" Ask Azka.

"Yes, that's it. Hey where's Saga? Tell him okay. I don't want to be envied by him if we get together often."

"Okay, I'll definitely tell her. Saga is still in the office. In a moment - Ah, there it is. Okay Kar, see you later." Azka turned off the phone and ran to the door to open it.

Saga stood at the door. He burst in when the door opened wide in front of him. His face was tired and his expression was chaotic. He walked on regardless of Azka's existence.

Azka resigned with a curse on his heart. He closed the door and rushed over to Saga who was already sitting on the sofa of the living room.

"You cape, Ay?" Azka asked timidly.

"Hmm." Saga is huddled in response.

"Do I want to prepare warm water?"

"No need, yang" he answered briefly.

"I'll get you some tea first."

"Water only. No need for tea "he said again cutting Azka's movement towards the kitchen. He rested his body on the couch. His eyes closed as if wanting to drown tiredly all over his body.

Azka returned with a glass of water in her hand. He immediately sat himself next to Saga after putting the glass on the table.

"Is the project still hampered?" Azka tried to reopen the conversation..

"Hmm" Saga again just cleared his throat. Making Azka be misbehaving in her place. Why is it like this? Huh.

"Drink, then we go to sleep. You must be tired, Ay." Azka voiced again, making Saga move uncomfortable on her sofa. His eyes were still closed, but finally Saga moved from her place. He took a glass of water that Azka had prepared earlier.

"I'm sorry" he said in a soft voice. Azka just gasped in place.

Then a kiss landed on his forehead. Makes him reflex to close his eyes. The kiss turned to his jaw, and landed on his lips for a long time. Till...

"Side Ay, I'm nauseous!" Azka took off their pagutan violently and immediately ran to the sink.

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"Where are you going today?" Saga's putting up his shirt.

"I'm going to meet Kara. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about this last night. Kara turned out to be on my research team with Prof. Ara. So maybe we'll see each other as long as the project goes on." Azka answered with long sentences without pause.

"Good, so you have your friends here" replied Saga. This time he was putting a navy tie on his shirt.

"Yes, I think so too. Ah, here Ay, I put it up." he said when he saw Saga having trouble using his tie. Azka walked towards her husband and stopped when the two were already within a short distance.

Azka put the tie neatly and then her hand turned to pat both shoulders of Saga.

"Done" he said.

"You're doing it?"

"Lumayan."

"Bring a jacket when you leave the house. Looks like you catch a cold, Yang" Saga said as she gently stroked Azka's cheek.

"Yes Ay, I'll bring the jacket later." Azka clasped her husband's hand while smiling.

"I had breakfast at the office" Saga said goodbye. He kissed Azka's forehead a glance before he darted out in a hurry. Azka uttered carefully with a slight shout before she closed the door.

Azka rushed to her room. Prepare to meet Kara at a co-working in Jakarta. He took his cream-colored shirt, matching it with a matching colored skirt. He patted a thin make up on his face, letting his cheeks blush due to a blush sweep.

Finished with make up, he rushed to open the shoe cabinet, taking a thinly colored shoe in line with the clothes he was wearing. A phone call from Kara made her immediately rush out of her apartment. The young man was waiting for him outside.

"Wooow, where's Tea going? Haha." Kara laughs at Azka's formal look.

"Work." said Azka Ketus. He glanced at his clothes, looking for his fault with the shirt and skirt.

"Good ah, why are you laughing?"

"Who said it wasn't good. Just very formal. I just want to see me." said Kara still giggling.

"So change this?" Azka was about to get out of Kara's car, but her movements stopped.

"No tea, my goodness. Long time later if you change clothes first." said Kara holding Azka's arm who was about to get out of his car.

"Eat him! Lots of comments!" said Azka again sitting with a position facing forward.

"OK ready I put on the brakes." then Kara put her lips together and moved her hand like she was hooking a zipper in her mouth. Azka smiled at Kara's silly behavior.

"Jeez, my spine feels like it's gonna break!" kara moves her body to the right and left.

"We eat first yuk. I want lunch hour," said Azka began to tidy up all the scattered papers.

"Each bosque. Where do you want to eat?" Ask Kara while helping Azka tidy up the files on the table.

"On Deket here. Find the dekette and delicious. I want roasted chicken but," suggested Azka who got the nod from Kara.

"So please today? Not after lunch?" Kara asked to make sure.

"I think so." said Azka who had stood up.

After Kara nodded, they left the room to immediately hunt down lunch. Their stomachs were already feeling very empty due to the day's work.

"Teh, ask dong." Kara asked as the two sat facing each other at a diner that provided grilled chicken as one of her menus. I don't know why Azka really wants to eat grilled chicken this afternoon.

"What?" Azka looked indifferent, She was enjoying the food in front of her. Especially if it is not a roasted chicken.

"Who was it yesterday?"

Uhuk uhuk!!!

"Drink." said Kara while thrusting a glass of water at Azka. Azka was busy patting her chest. Relieves pain due to choking on food.

"Slow down, then" said Kara again when Azka's cough had subsided.

"Sorry. What are you?"

"Whose yesterday?" reset Kara.

"Ragil, aren't you acquaintances?" Azka is acting plain.

"Yes, who are you, Tea?" Tanya Kara stopped her eating activities.

"Emm- temen me." Azka bumbling. It seems like he's not comfortable with Kara's question.

"Yemen? Sure?" Kara started investigating.

"Hem-it." Azka nodded.

"Ooh."

"Why?"

"There's nothing" Kara said. He continued his delayed eating. Swallowed his curiosity just because he did not want to be too impressed to know.

"Why did you get into this team Kar?" Azka switched the conversation.

"Formerly Prof. The spirit that was actually asked. He was my supervisor at the office. Because he can't. So I'm the one bargained to replace it."

Azka mangosteen, "Oh, that's"

"Yes, when I see your name, I accept it. We haven't seen him in a long time either. Aren't you?"

"Do you know my full name?" Azka surprised. He never mentioned his full name to Kara.

"You know what I don't know about you."

"Curtain!" Azka grimaced.

"Hahaha, kidding. I remember your name from your wedding invitation first," he explained.

"Oooh, yeah. Hahaha, really. But you didn't come to my wedding Kar." Azka pouting.

"Sorry" he said. Kara closed her eyes at a glance, remembering that she felt so sick when she found out that Azka was actually married to Saga. Ah, but that was before.

"Teh, that's not it.." Kara's sentence hangs together with her index finger that leads to one of the tables.

Azka followed Kara's direction. And he found Ragil sitting there. With a woman who Azka doesn't know who. He tries to act ordinary. That's Ragil's business. Not business.

"Yes, Ragil is like that."

"Who is it? Tebel very make up." kara chanted from her chair.

"Hussh!!! You are, you like to talk about people," Azka said. Kara just chuckles.

"Sorry-sorry" he said, "but seriously who the hell is it?"

"Do not know, his wife" replied Azka's origin.

"Huh???" Kara gawks, "is she married?" Kara's a little excited. Azka just nodded. He comes to mind with his own words. Is that really Marsha? Ragil's wife at the moment? What's he here for? Referral? Or just take care of the divorce?

Azka shook her head faintly. Trying to eliminate the round of questions in his head.

"Azka?" A familiar voice greeted Azka.

"Eh Aunt. Auntie's here again?" Sapa Azka while kissing the back of Nuri's hand. Yes, Nuri who is Ragil's mother.

"Yes, uh this is Who-is-?"

"Kara Aunty, her work partner Azka."

"Ooh." Nuri nodded in understanding. "Ragil's there with Marsha. Come Auntie to his wife Ragil," Obviously the remark was stiff. It was as if there was something Nuri had hidden from her interlocutor. Yes, especially if it is not the relationship of the child and his daughter who do not get along. Also about their sudden marriage.

I know everything, Azka thought.

"Ragil," called his mother, now Nuri was standing next to Ragil and Marsha's table. Both views show tension. Ragil turned to his mother. And knowing Nuri was not alone, he immediately neutralized her expression.

"Eh, Ka. Here again too?" Ask Ragil to stand up immediately.

"I-iya, abis discussed the work there." said Azka so a little awkward while pointing at the table where Kara was still sitting there alone. Marsha looked as if she was stripping him. The brown-tinted eyeballs obscured every inch of Azka's appearance.

"Who is this Gil?" Marsha asked without bothering to use a friendly tone. Ragil just looked dislike. He would not introduce them. Seeing the man who was her husband's status just glancing at her, Marsha took the initiative to get up and reach out her hand.

"Marsha, Ragil's wife." He introduced himself. There was a sudden sense of nausea churning inside Azka's stomach as the name and status were called. How funny! Think Azka.

"Azka, Ragil's friend at school." Azka introduced herself. He returned Marsha's hand so that they both shook hands.

The next second after their skin touched, Azka was completely unable to endure her nausea. Cupping her mouth, Azka immediately ran to the toilet to spill all of her entrails.