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Worriedly.

"Gue is a fool so stupid."

"When I started to open my heart. Devan lied to me." 

Rana's face, which was originally beautiful with makeup, is now wet with tears flooding in. Rana feels weak and helpless, and can be fooled by a guy like Devan.

"Stupid gue. So stupid. I should have heard what Radit said. Now what? Devan lied to me, Radit distanced me."

Crying hardens. But Rana had promised herself that she would no longer cry because of men. 

Rana continued walking on the pavement with bare feet. He doesn't care if people think he's crazy or stressed. 

A motor stopped near Rana. Making Rana turn her head while frowning. 

The man took off his helmet. "Rana? Why do malem-malem walk alone?" He said getting off the bike.

Rigid Rana body. His brain was still digesting whether this was real or just a dream. "R rad-it?" Rana stuttered. 

"Javab, Rana. Lo why alone? The road doesn't wear shoes anymore. And why is it crying, what's the matter?" Radit held onto Rana's shoulder with both hands. Look at Rana seriously.

They look at each other. Lock each shadow in the confluence of the different colored lenses. 

Rana bit her lower lip, resisting the crying. But it was useless when Radit raised his eyebrows, asking for an explanation. Rana's cry broke out instantly. His shoulders went up and down sobbing. His hand held Radit's arm which was holding his shoulder. 

As if understanding what to do, Radit nodded slowly before finally hugging Rana. He rubbed Rana's head and shoulders so that the girl was a little more relieved. 

"Gue is destroyed, dit. I'm stupid too." Rana clutched Radit's jacket firmly, spilling out all the outpouring of emotions she had been enduring since. Tears flooded down the cheeks, unstoppable. 

"Curp everything, Rana. Kuein all uneg-uneg and pain lo. Here, share me. Let me understand how sick you feel now." 

Radit was very slow. Stabbed into the recesses of Rana's heart that was being heavily injured. 

"They played me. Those people have been planning this a long time." Rana said in between her cries. 

Radit no longer said. He simply closed his eyes as he continued to listen to Rana's chatter without having to comment. The black hat man put his chin on Rana's head. I don't know why his heart hurts so much to see Rana this broken. 

"A wonderful trap. It's incredibly painful." 

About ten minutes they held on in such a position, Rana finally unraveled their embrace. He's calmer now. 

Radit instantly wiped away the tears that soaked Rana's face with his hands. "Have you finished crying?"

Those puffy eyes looked at Radit, then nodded slowly. Unconsciously, Rana was ashamed because they were enemies before.

"okay." Radit looked at the circular watch in his hand. "You want to go straight home or take a walk first to calm down? It's only eight o'clock." 

"Street." Rana's voice sounded. 

Radit nodded in understanding. His eyes were fixed on Rana's appearance. Then the man took off his jacket and gave it to Rana. "Nih, pake. The cold night air. It's up to you to put where." After saying that, Radit got on and turned on his motor. 

It didn't take long, Rana went up and wore a spare helmet given by Radit. Radit's jacket he used to cover his exposed legs.

"Ready?"

"Udah."

Radit motor is traveling at medium speed. He stopped for a while at a small shop on the side of the road. "Just a minute."

"What do you want to buy?" ask Rana wonder.

Radit didn't answer, he left immediately. A few minutes later Radit returned with a flip-flop he had just bought. "wear. There's no way we're going with lo nyeker, are we."

Rana according. "Thank you."

"Kuy, walk." Radit runs his bike to the night market. Coincidentally because the night market week night must be crowded. 

Radit didn't want to ask further what happened to Rana. What Radit clearly knows is this must have something to do with Devan. Looks like the guy should be taught a lesson worth Zidan first.

All the way was filled with silence. There was only the sound of the other riders as well as the wind accompanying their journey. 

Both are deep in their minds. Especially Rana who is preparing to apologize to Radit for his actions. 

They reached their destination, the night market. Sure enough, tonight is very crowded visitors. Starting from children, adolescents, adults, to parents. 

"Rame yes. Want to eat first? I know you must be laper."

"Yes, come on." Answer Rana awkwardly. 

Then Radit took Rana in and sat down at the dining table that was available at the place of the batagor and satay sellers. 

"Do you want batagor or satay?" Bargain Radit again. Radit realized that tonight he had a lot to bargain for. 

"Batagor is an ordinary kayak." 

Radit immediately ordered. and returned to the seat. He glanced at Rana who was wearing his jacket.

"Lo's not cold, dit? If so, let you use it, I don't have to." Rana asked like that because Radit only wears black shirts only as a top.

Just now Rana was about to open her jacket, but it was immediately banned by Radit.

"Pake aja's. I'm ordinary, I'm."

"Hm, okay."

"By the way you're cute to know, Ran. Dandaninan. Let's not wear a mute man's shirt." Praise Radit suddenly, making Rana cover her face with a palm. 

"Ih, shame me. Don't comment on my appearance, dit. I'll be back again."

Radit forced Rana to open her face. "Lo's eyelashes here I took off first." Radit's hand moved holding onto Rana's eyelashes. 

A punch landed on Radit's shoulder, he was forced to stop his jail action. 

"Aahaha." Radit's laughter gushed.

Rana pouting. "Oh, squirt tau saliva lo. Very dirty, ah ah!" 

The girl rained down on Radit with a pinch of tubers. Radit laughed in satisfaction even though Rana's pinch was very bar-bar. 

The batagor seller came with food ordered by Rana and Radit, interrupting the action of the two. 

"Thank you, sir."

"Together, deck. You're like a couple newly married young know not." Said the father with a smile. "Suit the deck."

Rana and Radit looked at each other, before finally putting on an expression of nausea and coughing.

"Not suitable, sir. I found him on the side of the road earlier. Because of pity so I just brought her here, afraid she was kidnapped om-om pedo 'kan serem."

He laughed and said goodbye because there were so many buyers.

"Ih ngeselin very, very. Tengil lo." Rana whining. A second later, his hand punched Radit's arm.

"ASHEW! Sick coeg." Ringist Radit. Rana's punch can't be considered as easy. He's like a guy who transformed into a girl. 

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