The Age Different Pairs

Chapter 23

Rara was healed on the tenth day. During that time, Alvin often visited him, not even infrequently the guy brought Rara's favorite fruits or Rara's favorite foods such as martabak telor, crust telor, atopun sweet bread. Kim also visited her, but the tomboyish girl was often grim and Rara could not bear to ask even though she knew for sure the root of the problems Kim was facing must be family problems and Mister Cha.

Rara was able to leave the room this afternoon. He prefers to relax in the garden behind the mansion while enjoying the healthy fruit juice from the kitchen waiter who prepared it specially for Rara to recover quickly.

Rara was engrossed in designing clothes again when Kim came and, as usual, put on a gloomy face. He stopped his drawing and accompanied Kim to a chat. Rarely did Kim want to chat that was not as aglek as usual, and this is what Rara was worried about, so memorized the habit of sohib so-it happened.

"Ra," said Kim, "Well, I'm with Mister Kim, what do you think?"

The question made Rara choke on her own drink. He looked at Kim who was clearly again devastated. The look on his face seemed to imply he would be conscripted for two years, his cousin in South Korea said.

"Lo ... want to be with Mister Cha?" rara asked after recovering from her shock, "Lo seriously, Kim?"

"Two rius," Kim replied steadily, "Gue .. I've been bosen as a puppet of Papa or Mama. I've been hiding myself all this time, Ra."

Kim issued complaints, ranging from matchmaking problems that did not match his wishes, the intention of both parents who wanted to make Kim married to one of their chosen candidates, he said, it was also the events that made the situation between him and Mister Cha even more complicated.

"Gue doesn't know what else to do, Ra. Although I belong to a child who obeys parents, but for this problem I do not want to be my mind later," said Kim leaning his back on the seat back, "My grandfather in Korea strongly opposed my matchmaking, but if Grandma says, my history is over."

Rara quiet. He knew Kim's paternal grandfather was an understanding person, as were his maternal grandparents. But if Kim's paternal grandmother, Vivian Arden, says, whatever Kim says will definitely be considered the wind."

"Am I pregnant with Mister Cha's son, yes let Grandma not make me anymore?" kim asked suddenly.

"Lo's crazy, Kim!"

Kim chuckles. At this point, he can still joke. I don't know what Kim is thinking right now. Although her best friend looks tough on the outside, Rara is very understanding what Kim's heart is.

"Whatever you want to do, I will support you until the last blood point," said Rara, "But if you get pregnant out of wedlock, I do not accept."

"Yes, Ra .., I know, really," Kim laughed again, "Gue's not going to admit to the crazy things you think about right now, really."

"Good," Rara nodded, "My sampe denger you're pregnant, I cut your throat first before your parents kill you on the spot."

"Gallot very, Ra. If you were Alvin's wife, would you be like him?"

"What does this have to do with Alvin, try?" Rara rolled her eyeballs.

Kim chuckles at Rara's face that blushes without realizing the girl.It's natural that Kim said so, seeing Alvin who always looks at Rara to bring her favorite food, the girl's favorite food, Kim believes Alvin has smitten with Rara.

But ... I think something is strange.

Alvin's attention felt unnatural if Kim saw it from the other side.

"Yes, Ra, are you back tomorrow?" kim asked while plucking two potato chips at once from the jar.

Rara nodded, "Gue has a promise with my dospem. So I'm going to college."

"Gue temenin, huh? I no longer have any work, tomorrow is not my consul's schedule with Mister Cha."

Rara tilted her head, somewhat confused, but still nodded her head.

***

At midnight, Rara wakes up. She glanced to the side, where Kim slept while hugging one of Hello Kitty Rara's pillows. He asked his friend to stay the night. After all, they had not been a slumber party together for a long time. So, in addition to telling me about the problems that befell Kim, sohib tomboynya was also warning Rara to rest and take medicine.

The kind of attention Rara won't get from anyone who tries to be her friend but stabs her in the back. Maybe that's what made him and Kim so close. They have almost similar experiences.

"Haus ...," Rara got up from her bed and walked towards the mini-fridge near the study table. He lazily took out a bottle of pocari sweat and drank it straight from the bottle. He didn't even care if his servant saw what he was doing now.

After the feeling of thirst was gone, Rara sat down on the side of the bed and picked up the phone and checked if there were any mountainous messages because during the illness, Rara had never touched the phone for more than five minutes.

As soon as he opened his phone code, he saw thousands of messages and chats piling up in his Line and Kakao Talk apps.

"Hm? What'sthis?"

A message notification from Alvin caught Rara's attention. There were over twenty chats from the boy. Curious what it is about, Rara taps into the chat with Alvin.

Tengil Boy

13.30 P.M

Healed yet?

13.32 P.M

If it is healed, do not wear it.

13.40 P.M

Oh yeah, you got typhus. Mending I give vitamin C the same isotonic drink.

14.01 P.M

Do you need anything, right?

14.20 P.M

Ra ...

14.25 P.M

Just wanted to say that I ...

14.26 P.M

I don't want anything the same.

It was as if our wedding had been called. I want to see you wear a wedding dress.

What the fuck? Rara felt her cheeks flushed reading Alvin's last chat. Oh my God .., that one boy!

Suddenly another message came in. From Alvin.

Tengil Boy

12.03 AM

ILLUSORY

Rara's forehead wrinkled to read the three-letter message, "ILU? What does that mean, anyway?"

Rara tilted her head, thinking about the meaning of Alvin's message. Almost ten minutes he thought and when he got the answer, Rara's face turned red and maybe if he saw her face in the mirror, Rara would see her face that could be redder than a boiled crab.

Damn disease. A short message like this I should have thought long ago to mean it! Rara grumbled in her heart.

***

Alvin put his phone on the table and exhaled. His gaze was directed out the window where the moon was in perfect condition, the full moon. His forehead frowned remembering something he did not want to remember anymore.

"Alvin, what do you want to be?"

"So artist!"

"Well, why an artist?"

"Let Rara be with Keenan sister ngintilin I keep going everywhere. I am not lonely."

"Gawur you!"

"What do you want to be?"

"Hmm ..., answer me, yes?"

"Yee .., Alvin' will answer Brother's question. Replace dong!"

"Sister Kalo said he wanted to be Alvin and Rara's protector, how? Brother wants to see you as Rara get along every day, not prone like Tom and Jerry."

Alvin. He shook his head while chuckling. The damn memory came back to haunt him.

"I should have died" said Alvin, "Why am I still alive?"

The door of his room was knocked, without any welcome, a servant came inside carrying a tray of warm chicken soup and a glass of water. There was also a small plate filled with medicines.

"This, Young Master." The waiter placed the tray he was carrying on the table beside Alvin.

"Thank you, yeah. You can go back to your room. Let me put this in the kitchen." Alvin.

The waiter nodded, then withdrew from there. Alvin stared at the father's soup on the tray, then the drugs on the small plate. He said he was not happy to see the amount of drugs he consumed more and more every day.

If he did not follow the advice of doctors, Alvin had long not taken drugs that make him more dependent. Alvin hates drugs. He dislikes being told to drink something even smaller than his little knuckle.

"For Rara's sake, whatever I do," said Alvin taking a spoon and eating his chicken soup, "Enak. Rara can cook like this, can't she?"

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