
Kim keeps his promise telling me what happened between him and Mister Cha. I think the title of the song feels like.
As long as Kim told the story, Rara could only gawk, with her mouth half open. Luckily, no innocent flies went in there. If there is no way the flies will enter the black hole and never return forever.
"So ...," Rara drank her orange juice, "Lo often met Mister Cha outside the campus and he also never lo lo from ... who is the Japanese guy who often stops by your house?"
"Shinji Nakayama," Kim bribed the pock in front of him. Next to the plate were about two dishes that had run aground.
Crazy, what's a rubber belly, anyway?
"Well yes, Shinji," Rara propped up her chin with one hand, "Gue denger she's your fiance from childhood? My fate is the same as mine dong. Stupid."
"Different, my dear," Kim chuckled at the look on Rara's face that immediately changed like a horn on the head, "Shinji is Papa's choice candidate, while Mama's choice, I don't care either. Kalopun they try to fool me, it's easy. I'm just running away."
"But you know ortu lo can easily find children just like elo that urakan." Rara said hissing, "Dysericine is a little napa?"
"Gue seriously," Kim sucked the half-living orange juice of Rara, "Gue same Mister Cha is actually also bound by a black agreement on white. As long as Mister Cha and I still abide by the rules in the agreement, we will not be thrust into a couple who can make each eneg."
Rara sighed. Kim is a stubborn man. The nature of Kim's father who is of Korean blood turned out to be declining to him, while Kim's ability as a model is a derivative of his mother who is a famous former Indonesian model. His mother also educated Kim so hard that his personal best friend who is now the result of forging from both parents.
Ah, and also his grandfather who is a taekwondo expert. Kim's paternal uncle and aunt also worked in the Korean military and government.
So, the combination is what makes Kim more likely to be like a boy than a girl.
Even though Rara actually knows exactly what her best friend was like when she was a child.
Kim hissed because of the hens he ate. Voraciously he took a bottle of water nearby and drank its contents until it was half-soaked.
"But, Ra," said Kim, "Honestly, I also doubt the agreement with Mister Cha will be as smooth as I hope."
"Well? Why are you thinking that?" ask Rara.
"The question ...," Kim tilted his head, "Neither so. You're afraid to go everywhere."
"Sicklitter. Who wants to talk about why not?"
Kim laughed looking at Rara's pouting face. What a fun entertainment. At least he did not think too much about what would happen in the future.
***
Kim had gone home first, and Rara waited on one of the park benches near the campus gate. As per the agreement that either time was spoken, Alvin would pick him up and they would go home together. Therefore when Kim offers a ride, Rara refuses. Sohib gesreknya it had teased him and it feels Rara wants to nimp the girl's face with the stiletto that she is wearing now.
A notification sound from the phone made Rara take out the square object. There was a message from Alvin on Whatsapp.
Rese boy
Go back to campus. Just dropped out of class and wait until the situation subsides.
The message made Rara's forehead wrinkle. He typed in a reply,
What's up until the situation subsides?
"Eh, don't send this chat, deh." Said the girl was about to delete the message she just typed.
But either because of careless or because his beautiful fingers were betraying, the message he should have deleted was instead sent. A second later Rara panicked when the message had been read by Alvin and now she saw the inscription 'typing ..' under the boy's name.
Rese boy
This lo husband candidate is mobbed by girls. Not what padlockur?
His fingers typed in a reply quickly. Rara snorted in satisfaction as she read her own writing and threw the innocent object into the bag.
***
Alvin looked at the reply message from Rara and gave a small smile as he read it.
Rara Ant
Want you chased by girls, grandmothers, or sissies I don't care. Buruan. I want leha-leha at home.
Alvin shook his head. He stuffed the phone back into his uniform pocket and looked at the cracked mirror before him. His eyes stared intently at the reflection of himself in the mirror. His head suddenly felt pain again.
Always this ...
"Suck!!"
***
Rara is still waiting while playing her favorite game, Love and Producer. Although never released abroad other than China, Rara has special access, and she is grateful to understand Mandarin because she often traveled to the Bamboo Curtain country when she was a child.
While engrossed in 'funner' with her favorite character, a car horn sound disperse Rara's concentration. Alvin's car stopped right in front of him. The car glass in the driver's seat opened and revealed a smiling Alvin with slightly pale lips.
Why is that boy?
"Come in, Ra," said Alvin quietly. Not like Alvin who is usually excited ato clash his mouth with him.
Rara's forehead wrinkled, but she did not ask. The girl got into the car right next to Alvin who was behind the wheel. When he saw Rara had installed the seatbelt, Alvin closed the car glass next to him and started running the car.
The atmosphere seemed quiet during the trip. This also confused Rara. Usually Alvin will argue with him, ato at least spelled out like a boy in the dictionary Rara.
And ... Rara just remembered, Alvin drove his own car!
"Where does the driver usually go?" ask Rara.
"He's resting again. I told him to take a break because tomorrow he's going back to his hometown for a week." Answer Alvin.
"Oh ...,"
"Lo miss my driver, but don't you?" ask Alvin.
"Why do I miss a kid like elo?" Rara rolled her eyeballs, "Lagian pede really you will miss. Narcissists are exorbitant!"
"It's a pity" Alvin tilted his head and looked at Rara. A smile that will definitely be categorized as the best killer smile on the lips of the guy, "When I miss heavy with lo."
Is this the feeling of Rara aja or is her heart going crazy again? Why is that one organ beating so fast right now?
"Lo kege-eran I really miss," Rara cleared her throat, "We go straight home, yes. I'm resting at home."
"Before that, can't you just let me go first?" Alvin.
"Where?"
"Keenan's Tomb."
#Chapter is indeed short because it is intentional to prepare a printed version that somehow happens.:")#