sacrificial taste

sacrificial taste
episode 6



I could see the zafran sitting on the hills waiting for me.


"huffft, why am I so tense like this" walked up to the zafran


"where have you been? I'm looking for you inside"


"i'm in the same training room"


"you're just with him?"


"does"


"what are you and him related to?"


"what the hell, he's my best friend!"


zafran looked at me suspiciously


"don't think strangely, I've looked like my sister!"


"good, let's go we're too late"


"late? where the hell are you going?"


"don't ask much, let's go up!"


on the way everything was quiet, he just focused on riding his bike.


"what do you think people betrothed us?" I tried to open the conversation


"normal"


"are you not disturbed? is it okay for your boyfriend to know this?"


"i don't have a boyfriend!"


"why? to my knowledge there are many girls who like you, let alone that short-haired girl"


"who do you mean?"


"ituloh, who always gives you flowers and chocolates when you live music, seems on his phone is full of photos and videos of you"


"ohh, you've always been watching the girl that comes near me?"


"already, just focus on the streets" I tried to shift the conversation.


it turned out that he took me to a cafe, clutching my hand, pulling out a chair for me to sit on.


"you wait here, yeah"


"alright"


it turns out that she's going to sing in this cafe, she's already up on the podium to sing.


"The song I'm going to sing today is specifically for him sitting there" he pointed at me.


I was shocked and embarrassed when people looked at me "so here's what he wanted to show me"


zafran started the song, he sang the most beautiful song of my life.


I was misbehaving, not knowing what I wanted to do, feeling like I wanted to fly! my feelings are mixed between shame and happiness.Just imagine if you were in my position at that time.


when he finished singing he came back to me with food and drink.


"how do I look?"


"yes, your voice is good"


"that song is special to you, Vania,


I won't give you much promise, I'll only be there for you when it's hard and happy! I'll be your protector, I'll hold your hand and help you get up when you fall, you know, you're right there are a lot of girls who approach me but no one can interest me in whatever effort they put in! but unlike you, you did nothing to steal my attention! you just smiled and it made me fall for you, yes I love you Vania" held my hand


" i don't know what to say zafran"


"i'm not gonna force you into a van, I know it's sudden for you! I just want you to know how I feel.


let's eat, you should go home too, right?"


I just kept quiet and quiet because I really didn't know what to say or what to do, I felt like I was being struck by lightning.


on the way to take me home, I was silent, and he even knew where my house was when this was the first time he brought me home.


"thank you Zafran, thank you for the meal and thank you for driving me home"


zafran stroked my arm gently.


"i'm going home, thank you for taking me home"


"be careful" I saw him until he was out of my sight


I was still trembling to walk.


I instantly dumped myself in my bedroom bed, smiling to myself, ashamed of myself. I took my phone looking for WhatsApp zafran at our apprentice grub.


"have you arrived?" I sent Wa a message to her


he soon returned it


"who's this?"


did he pretend not to know? can't she see my picture on my profile?


"this is vania"


even before line two is seen chat wa I have a blue line. wow fast once read it


"oh, so you secretly kept my number?"


"no! I'm looking for your number on the intern's grub"


"all right, so can I keep your number?"


"whatever to you"


"okay, I'll save your number with a heart emoticon"


"why?"


"why do you always ask me why, I changed my phone wallpaper you said why, I saved your number with a heart emoticon you also said why, why,


that's my right!"


"iyaiyaa is up to you"


I kept my phone, staring at the ceiling of my room


"you managed to zafran, you managed to make me like you."


*connect*