Swan Cherophobia

The Thorn of A Rose_3

A few minutes later,

Bu Roro and Pak Hardiyata came to the sanggar. Surely Jaro remembered Bu Roro's face and recognized him immediately. Bu Roro held her husband's arm while walking quickly.

Uh, they're not just the two of them. But there was a man behind them. Is that, Mr Roi, Sari's father? thought. He decided to follow the three adults secretly.

After the three people entered the room, Jaro intended to eavesdrop on their conversation.

But Aunt Ning stopped Jaro. "It's not good to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, Jaro."

Wow, caught up. Jaro tried to give a logical reason. "I-it's Bi. I want to know about Ansa. Because, uh-so she's fine. But suddenly I could faint."

"Hm. Ansa is a child who is a thinker and a feeling. If there is a problem, she is easy to cry. Aunty was often the place where she talked about all her grievances and worries. But lately, she has rarely seen Auntie, maybe she has trusted a friend to share her outpouring of heart," said Aunt Ning.

It was only fitting that Aunt Ning was so respected. Waw! inner Jaro.

"Bi, roughly whether Ansa has a disease of yang–" her speech was interrupted by the figure of the man who came out of the room and approached them.

"What's this?" ask the man.

"Sir Hardi, this is Ansa's friend. Name's Jaro. He was worried about Ansa's state, because they had met often and only the first time they saw Ansa who fell unconscious. Isn't that right, Jaro?" aunt Ning's pretext.

"Yes" Jaro looked down, not daring to look at the grown man in front of him.

"Paa, it's Jaro. His son Pak Awi who owns Mandraguna school," explained Bu Roro loudly.

"Oh, you're Mr. Awi's son. Come on, please come in," asked Mr. Hardi by lowering his voice.

Jaro stepped in with mixed feelings, there was a sense of pleasure because it had been known by Ansa's family and there was a sense of anxiety because of worry about the questions that might come out of Ansa's parents' mouths.

Isha! I should be worried about Ansa now! Don't care if they both ask me anything, he thought.

"It seems like a lot of thoughts are weighing on him. His phobias make your child feel anxious and scared. If you can, please invite your child to discuss the problems and find a way out of the problem. Here I prescribe the medicine again" said the man sitting next to Ansa.

"Yes, Doc. Thank you," replied Mr. Hardi.

Then Mr. Hardi and the doctor stepped out of the room, leaving behind Bu Roro, Jaro and Aunt Ning. The three of them sat around Ansa who was still closed.

"Do you guys have any more problems? Why did Ansa pass out like this, Ro?" ask Aunt Ning.

"Yes, Mother. He had time to interfere in my business with Mas Hardi. He's starting to dislike me. Even today, he dared to change his tutoring schedule with training in the studio without telling us. Come on," complained Bu Roro.

Oh, that means Miss Roro. Hehe, Jaro said in his heart.

"Oh, like that. So, at school he doesn't have any problems, son Jaro?" ask Aunt Ning to come back.

Oh, this just asked me. Jaro turned to Aunt Ning. "There's no, Bi. Ansa is happy to meet new friends at school. Just his best friend, smart to joke and make Ansa keep smiling," replied Jaro clearly.

"You are suitable, keep looking after Ansa yes," said Bu Roro.

Oh yeah? Nothing yet, I got my blessing. Hidhi. Jaro's smile expanded, accompanied by a nod of his head.

"Actually, what's the pain Ansa has, Auntie?" lirih Jaro to Bu Roro.

"So you have a phobia of happiness. We all just found out two years ago, uh, like before that. I mean, his hobby was known when he won the race at your school. Soon, my parents died in an accident. Whereas at that time Ansa was very happy with the presence of her grandmother and grandfather in our house," replied Bu Roro.

What phobia is that? Feeling happy? Wasn't Ansa fine-fine in class? Hmm, Jaro's inner.

"Ansa assumes that when she is happy, something bad will happen to her. That's the phobia that causes Ansa to be easily anxious, not calm," continued Bu Roro.

"Actually, we had asked him to participate in the excrement so that he forgot his phobia and if possible, he did not take drugs. But sometimes, he disobeyed the rules and wanted her, 'I want to take that medicine!'. I don't know ...," she continued.

"Keep it, Ro. If this phobia he can not control, maybe in the future will be able to disturb him. Like kill– Em," said Aunt Ning, but choked.

"It's like that, ma'am. He is easily anxious, easily suspicious, and ultimately emotional. Blunt and courageous revolt. But, this is weird. Looks like Ansa does like to be friends with boys huh?" reply Bu Roro with an astonished expression.

"Perhaps in Ansa's mind, the boy's friend is honest and does not like to chat. You said Ro, outspoken and brave, also firm. Maybe Ansa would rather have a friend like that, so she could trust more, "Aunty Ning replied.

Oh, Ansa doesn't easily trust other people. But, she easily trusted the person who was outspoken as Mei. Firmly kayak Ranu sir. Honest as I am! His phobias are like natural selection yes, hihi, Jaro's mind.

"Actually, Ansa is gentle, not easily angered. Because he's all sniffed. But if it's not strong, the choice is two: directly talk honestly or as it is now, faint from fatigue," continued Aunt Ning.

Jaro continued to be silent, but opened his ears wide and his brain like a flash that holds many files.

Jaro tries to understand his beautiful friend, so that he can be closer and can be trusted by Ansa.