Rinai Rain

Part 15: Worrying

Part 15: Worrying

Alvia Darsya Princess

My heart was worried about putting that on her. However, my curiosity is far greater than my own logic.

   That afternoon I went to his house not too far from my school. Cessa herself showed me her home. The house is not too big. However, it feels great if it is inhabited by only three people. That afternoon I wanted to tell you the real thing that happened to Farel's suspension.

I'm afraid Farel will again feel his depression after getting the punishment. Emotions that are too drained can cause Farel's psychological illness to recur. I saw with my own eyes how he felt such excruciating pain. All I know is that bad things happened to her, came back to her mind and tortured her mind at that moment.

The first person I met was a beautiful woman who was watering her plants while singing. She's as tall as I am, but I think she's sweeter than I am. His face looks a lot like Farel. His thin lips formed the same smile as Farel's. I'm sure he's Farel's sister.

Sarah's name. What a beautiful name for a woman. He introduced with his mother who was busy with tools\-tools kitchen. Our introduction was really fun. His family looked warm, unlike Farel who was a little reserved. His mother took me upstairs to look at Farel's room.

The room looks neat unlike a man's room in general. The book\-book is pretty much his reading. He definitely likes the book\-book reading. It fits perfectly with his quiet personality. Sofa sheets look neat without the slightest visible dimming. The fragrant fragrance of Farel's signature perfume fills this room.

There were three photos that caught my attention there.

First was a picture of a man I guessed was in his fifties. That's the papa Farel he told me about a few days ago. The main reason that makes it this way. Death made him fragile and overwhelmed with his own grief.

The second photo is of Farel and Azka in their prime. They smile sweetly with old friends\-friends they left in Jakarta there.

   There was a strong aura of friendship between them. Not much has changed from their faces now. It's just that those who now look more mature than those in the photo.

I shifted a little to the side. The woman was beside him in style with her two fingers forming the letter V. She looks so cute with the hijab she wears.

    Looks like a young Malay girl nan ayu. His eyes narrowed without petals looking narrowed when smiling. While Farel as usual just stood up straight while letting out his thin smile. Not too much style, but still looks handsome.

"Cessa and Farel?" ask me at that time.

    His mother answered my question. "Cessa has always accompanied Farel. Aunty doesn't know their exact relationship. However, they look very close. He also often came here to visit Farel," Mama Farel told me. "Only you and Cessa have ever been here as friends,"

I can't imagine how lonely Farel has been. Accompanied only by a friend, even only two of his friends had visited him when he was getting worse.

    That was why Farel was used to his solitude.

   "I like it myself" he said as he waited for the afternoon's rain. His solitude made him so accustomed that he enjoyed his own time. Without many friends and friends.

I heard the answer that afternoon. I know her heart chose Cessa over me. I can understand it because it wasn't me all along, but Cessa.

    I'm just a new person who accidentally crossed his life, without me realizing he already had someone who meant so much to him. The answer that makes me a little claustrophobic, but still trying hard.

It was not the feeling I heard at the time, he asked me the same thing I asked him. At that moment I thought, retreat is the best way. Avoiding the answer as much as possible even though I know it hurts. He chose his own heart.

    I mentioned the name he knew, Azka.

    I hope after that I can run my day quietly without the question marks that always come to my mind.

Day change day. Without me knowing it's been a month exactly I'm at my new school. I enjoy every movement of the clock that advances time endlessly. I am getting used to my school.

     I am a person who is easy to adapt to. I am widely known starting among the younger class and one generation. Maybe I'm splashing Azka and Farel's popularity.

    Their popularity in school cannot be taken lightly, especially Azka who was once the Chairman of OSIS at school. Farel is known for his mysteries. Sometimes things like that are liked by women. Many women tried to approach him, but all that was in vain. Farel was so closed that it was difficult to approach.

Not to forget the services of\-service Cessa which also made me known by high school students. Who else would always be with me if not him. The woman has a soft word to make anyone comfortable with her.

    She is also an avid student. He always invited me to attend school activities that made me known by school students.

   "Yes, loh. That was why no one dared to sit here other than himself. Her cold face often made people afraid to sit here" Cessa said.

   I laughed again hearing that. It turns out that's the main reason why only Farel is sitting here.

"So, everyone sitting here is often afraid of Farel's serene gaze? Serem\-serem is not very. Maybe it was because of her cold aura that time," I said as I patted Cessa's arm.

Cessa took a breath and slowly swallowed it. The tip of the hijab moves\-motion when the wind hits.

   "He needs our rich friends so he doesn't get lonely" Cessa said.

The sound of a basketball is so clear. Cessa and I looked back right where Azka was playing basketball with her\-friends.

    He looks so cool when dribbling the ball while squeaking between opponents. His tall and proportional body does support his basketball game. Coupled with an oriental face like a Korean actor who is trending among women like me.

"Azka handsome as well." Suddenly I said that. "Please tell me how Azka is in detail" I asked Cessa.

"Azza. The most handsome guy in school. Of course Farel's number two." He laughed saying the rank of Farel's fondness. His laughter is very distinctive, especially when his eyeballs seem invisible because of the narrowness of his eyes.

   "Azka is romantic, sweet, much approachable to girls, and loyal," Cessa says.

"Faithful? Does she have a boyfriend?"

"Daughter said? The truth is that all the girls who approached, all of them were rejected by him." His tone was low at the end of his sentence. His face came down as if it was something pathetic.

    "Anything in question, loyal to his friend." Cessa continued her words.

I'm patting. It is not wrong if Azka is approached by many women. Her sweet and romantic carry-on always made all the women nearby float in her own imagination, including me sometimes\-sometimes.

"That's why he used to be so close to Farel. Sometimes it's loyalty that keeps people apart."

   I heard Cessa's words. I've heard this story from Farel himself. The story that separates them.

    "I've heard that story from Farel. Azka herself broke off their own friendship because her father did not agree with their friendship" I said.

Cessa looks at. Next to his eyebrows is suspicious.

    "Alvia likes Azka?" ask Cessa suddenly.

    "Aren't you."

    "Tomorrow'?"

    "I think so." I can't dodge. Suddenly, the sentence was just spoken.

    Farel, who I always thought about, I told him. I will throw it away from my mind. Farel wouldn't choose me at all, no matter how much I cared about him.

     Azka is different, she always warms to me. His attention to me was the same as my attention to Farel.

***

Alvia chose Azka?

not choosing me?