Rinai Rain

Part 10: Sorry

Part 10: Sorry

Azka Aldric POV's

 

I looked at the ceiling of the room that was beginning to fade with age. There's a little stain attached. It's possible that the rat's urine they dumped up there. I try to forget what happened. The afternoon that opened all the secrets that had been stored by him. The secret just came out of his mouth.

I remembered how those excited eyes ran over. The body seemed to be back in the way. His sturdy clenched hand hit someone's head. I seemed to have come back a few years ago when Farel was doing well without the depression he was suffering from.

 

     The spirit was never afraid and now I feel the aura again. It's never been that bad in a few years, and today it's spilling it all on me.

 

But unfortunately your strength is not as strong as it used to be, I said as I recalled the first time I got that blow.

 

    That day I made a mistake when I left one of my friends who was being chased by thugs. With a brace I left him alone to face the thugs. Right on that right cheek was his powerful fist hovering at me. None of us could have avoided Farel's punches, including me. A week of new bruises completely gone.

 

It's not as strong as it used to be, I admit. But the punch still hurts and makes a wound right on the corner of the lip. The clasping of his hands on my collar was very hard and again I could not avoid the quick slashing of his hands.

I looked at a photo of a very happy High School kid because they had just come home from school. In the middle was Farel smiling while embracing us with his hands.

 

    The squinty man with two dimples on each of his cheeks was next to Farel. That was me, when I still thought of him as my friend. Not just my friends, but our friends and leaders.

 

I deserve this blow. I hurt his best friend, Cessa. That sweet woman who always hijab. My words are painful to hear.

 

    "Don't name your idiot friend in front of me" I told Cessa.

     Cessa is indeed soft-hearted, so soft a slightly high tone can hurt her heart. Especially with that sentence. I just understood how Farel was so defending his own best friend, just like Farel always stood up for me first.

 

"Sorry Cessa, I don't mean it" I told myself, hoping to hear it. I took the car keys on the desk and drove to Cessa's.

I saw the building where Papa Cessa's Psychology was practiced. There were several cars parked in front of him. Cessa's house is just a few miles from the clinic. It is still one area of his house. This large courtyard is filled with beautiful garden flowers. In the corner there are several rambutan trees planted parallel

 

I don't care about the dark fall, I'm walking around looking for Cessa to apologize. A woman sitting in a chair enjoying the dim light of the moon. He seemed to be enjoying the music he was listening to .

    Unlike usual, I usually see him with his hijab. However, here he let his hair down moved by the passing wind.

 

"Cessa. hi ..," I said. He turned off the instrumental music he listened to himself. He****smile at me and then shifted to give me a place.

"Azka, you don't usually come here. Oh, those lips of yours." He touched the corner of my bruised lip that was hit by Farel's attack this afternoon. "So, I'll treat you first."

I'm thinking Farel and Cessa must have spent some time here. I don't know when their friendship started. Maybe one of them is in love. I don't think men and women can be best friends, they've been created to be attracted to each other.

I heard his steps approaching. Her body did look good, especially with such a pretty face. It is not wrong that many want to approach him. The curves of his body look good if he dresses like this.

"I'll compress first, you'll bear enough pain." He dipped a cloth in the warm water that he had dripped betadine.

 

 

"Thank you, Cess," I said. He removed his finger and allowed myself to compress himself.

 

    You never change Cess, I said in my heart.

    He is soft hearted. It was clear from the way he was talking to someone. He said that it was polite to make it comfortable for anyone who was his interlocutor.

     "I want to apologize. I was carried away by that emotion." I looked into his eyes. His face was clearly visible by the small lights that were installed near here.

 

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm also sorry about Farel.... Tau is you. Is the past like that? Haha." He laughed about Farel.

 

     I understand what he's saying. Farel is sensitive if his best friend is hurt. It was like that before.

 

"I understand, I've also been defended like that the same way he was."

"Azka, forget your past. Try to make up. Farel needs a figure like you, it's not enough if it's just me to make Farel forget all his problems" he said, staring at the dark clouds. The moonlight cannot shine on it.

I paused for a moment to digest his\-word.

 

    "Farel has changed a lot than usual. You must have seen him smile a lot by now." Cessa said again.

 

I nodded in understanding, "Yes, I know, even that emotion I haven't seen in a long time."

"You're better, huh?" He touched my cheek.

 

    His hand line was very soft felt. I haven't felt her hands on my cheeks in a long time.

 

"Well, I'll try," I was immediately crushed by his words. Indeed, the psychological science he learned from his father is powerful to influence someone. He smiled at me. That smile feels comfortable.

"Older days we don't sit here with gini-rich people" said Cessa.

"Yes, since you've not been Vice Chairman of OSIS standing by me leading it." I laughed saying it.

I looked at his sparkling face. Reflects the dim moonlight. Shadows of light tucked in both his eyeballs.

 

   

     It's true we've never been like this again, Cess. Ever since I turned you down....

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