
Rigid equilibrium material that turns out there are four Regaz explained briefly but understandably earlier. While struggling with the roaring sound of rain, Candy tries to open her ears wide to catch what the guy explains. The explanation of Regaz is always easy to capture so it does not take long to understand.
"Lo bring a jacket, don't you?" Regaz rubbed his palms together, calculating how long it would take for the rain to subside. It is not heavy, but it will still get wet if desperate to break through.
"No" he answered.
Regaz nodded.
"In the meantime, I'm gonna grab a coat on the motorcycle seat I used to run out of it I anter lo go home,"
Candy held Regaz's arm spontaneously. Does that guy want to get worse? His face was still not worn and as he remembered Regaz was running away so as not to be taken to the hospital again. Arya's words, which Candy described as a threat, still ring in her ear. He didn't want Regaz to get sick and he got the talk from the boys' friends.
"Let me, you wait here. Your plaster is new, isn't it?"
What happens if you get water?
"What connection?" Regaz. "My motorbike is parked in the shade. Don't be a girl."
Check Candy on the tepis just like that. Regaz walked leisurely to his bike to pick up the coat.
Candy spread her eyes. Regaz's motorbike was parked outside the yard. Why is it there now? Did Regaz have time to send a message to the parking lot so that the motorbike is moved once there is an empty space in the shade?
"Hold this!" Hoodie Regaz was removed upon her return from taking up the mantle. Candy according. He remained silent as he looked at Regaz, who was wearing a mask, and then continued to wear a coat. "Gue only has a poncho coat. If the front will obviously not be too wet, but if the back is guaranteed miserable,"
Drizzling is not a problem as long as the head is protected. But Regaz had no idea how strong the girl's endurance was. Lucky, he's sick. Apes, Candy's sick. If the girl gets sick, Pak Jaya will reward her with a hard toyoran on the head.
"Pack pake!"
"What's wearing?" Candy didn't understand. That means he was told to wear Hoodie Regaz?
"Lo is a little bit of a napa pinter," Regaz looked at him lazily. This is the result of the election of representatives of the Olympics without any prior selection. Level keb*goan and cleverness of the representative no one knows.
"Oh," Candy blinked. He immediately put on Regaz's hoodie as ordered. A familiar fragrance wafted as the hoodie wrapped around his body. Candy smiled at the sight of her hoodie arm being too long.
"The jacket's kegedean, but anget."
Grdeg, deg, deg
Regaz threw his face to the side as he looked at the length of his hoodie that was up to the knee of the girl. He realized that his students were short. It's short, it's not easy to understand, it's plain to live again. Fortunately not black and black. If so, Regaz would be even more likely to denounce him. How unfair the world is.
Holding back his twitching lips, Regaz cleared his throat. "Cepet ah, I want to go home for a break!"
***
The rain portal's regulatory angel seems to be in gab mode. Instead of subsiding, there are even becoming large from time to time. Regaz probably won't take the blame if it rains. This, accompanied by lightning and wind. Where is there a human who focuses on driving with a terrible thunderstorm?
"Close to my apartment first, how?"
"Tok your apartment?" Candy holds the back of the fluttering coat. This type of coat is super troublesome. Regaz told him to wear the hoodie. It's okay, Candy's soaking wet.
"What kind of stuffed lo ears? Not the sound of lightning?" Regaz took off his helmet and nodded briefly at the security guard there. The motor stops in the garage area that opens automatically.
"Down!"
Candy holds Regaz to help her tread the floor. He scowled, but did not stop his eyes. This apartment is kind of elite, huh? Very luxurious, inversely proportional to his modest home. Sometimes if it rains very hard the roof of his house leaks.
"Let's go in, don't be bengong ntar my difficult sambet," said Regaz surprised Candy who was silent.
It was unexpected that he daydreamed all the way to the floor of Regaz's apartment. Let Candy enter first while Regaz observes from behind. He wondered what kind of life Candy was living. The girl just lives with her mother and where is her father? Is he dead?
Regaz sighed remembering about that, so he remembered how his mother was doing. He did not remember how many days or weeks he had lived in the apartment. Although Regaz always informs Mother and Father, but still Regaz longs for the warmth that used to be.
"Who else is it?" Regaz is confused to see Candy taking off her shoes. "No need to take off his shoes, Dy."
"Oh," Candy turned. "Go in? What if the floor is dirty? Oh, or will I clean up?"
Regaz grunting. "It's the job of the cleaner. Every two times a day they always come in the morning. They eat blind paychecks when we clean up!"
"So, no need yes" he murmured. It is not a question but a statement. It may be a habit of rich people never take off their shoes if they enter the house. Nodding slowly, Candy enters following Regaz. Even the floor is shiny like this dear if stepped on.
"Ck, I've been waiting a long time"
Regaz and Candy's steps come to a standstill as a voice welcomes their arrival.
Candy's back stiffened upon seeing that figure. The face before him was very similar to the guy who was now standing beside him. Like a betel on the other two, maybe that's what Candy will say. Candy doesn't believe this.
"Who is this? A boyfriend?" Edgar walked over to Regaz. "Gue didn't expect you to bring a girl to the apartment, brother is proud of you deck," he continued, patting Regaz's shoulder.
"Lo dirty hand from my holy shoulder!" Press Regaz brushed aside Edgar's hand.
"What did lo say? Dirty?"
Candy can only watch in a confused, fierce bickering of two faces that Candy can't distinguish.
"Gaz," call Candy slowly.
Regaz patted his forehead slowly. He forgot he came with Candy. Why is this rioter here. "Follow me, I'm clear!"
- TO BE CONTINUED