The Butterfly Effect's
Episode 8
Bad timing is not the reason you never got together. Lack of feelings is the reason you never got together.
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“Hazel?” call Rara awkwardly when they have arrived in front of her house.
“Sana login.”
That was the first sentence Hazel had said since her meeting with Alzra this afternoon. Rara who was confused could only frown and then nodded and thanked him because Hazel wanted to be kind enough to take her. But, Rara remained annoyed!
Hazel's car sped up as if splitting the road after Rara closed the car door, leaving Rara lamenting the shadow of Hazel's car.
After the events in the UKS, Hazel speaks a thousand languages. His face stiffened, his eyes sharpened, and his hands kept clenching. Looks like something's bothering that guy.
“Basic freak guy! Fucking again! Nyesel I love us a kiss!” rara exclaimed loudly as she stuck her tongue out toward Hazel's car and stomped her feet, but she stopped immediately because her head was dizzy.
Honestly, he felt uncomfortable and a bit creepy when Hazel wanted to drive him with his bad mood.
"Gue anter." Hazel's icy voice made the originally warm atmosphere a real cold. Fortunately Hazel did not do anything that might threaten Rara's life. Hazel made things feel gripping!
Finally, Rara immediately entered the home grounds in the elite area of Jakarta with a tricked step. The house with a large area of this size feels lonely and quiet because it is only lived by Rara, Radit, and Mbok Atih.
A feeling of fear began to burst out as his hand touched the main doorknob of his house. What will his father respond to? Radit has become more positive and paranoid since Rara's late mother died. Maybe Radit's afraid of losing again a second time.
"Let's remember Ra, your face is still beautiful, just a little bump," Rara believed to herself.
Just now Rara wants to open the door shades of chocolate, Radit has already opened it. Their faces were both shocked, let alone Radit.
“Yaampun, Ara dear! You why?!” Radit began to shout hysterically while holding his only worried child. “Who are you fighting with? You know your body is tiny! If you fight the same people will lose, Ara!” cerocos Radit non-stop. His body continues to move here and there to see the condition of his son from head to toe.
As Rara had expected, Radit had always been like that.
“I'm fine, Pi,” said Rara with a rather lazy face. “Okay, ouch. The wound should not be held dong,” Rara protest.
“Papi will not stay silent! Who is giniin you?! Papi will talk this matter to your principal!” cetus Radit with a wrathful face.
“Eh? No, Pi,” Rara panicked and immediately refused. “Lagian, the problem is already stretched. Rara is just as well. Later if I get stabbed again because the principal knows how?”
Radit looked fondly while looking at the condition of his son again. It is bruised on the right cheek, the head on a bandage with a rather large scar on the right side of the eel on a cotton swab, and also scratches on the hands and feet. Rara looks like a battered ghost!
“Who could hurt this cute and cute kid?” said Radit a little hyperbola so inevitably Rara grimaced amused. “OK, but you have to promise papi. No more fighting, okay? We're going to the hospital tomorrow. Papi is afraid of you why-napa.”
“Quiet, Pi! Kayak gini's wound is small!” Rara bragged herself. In fact, his head that had been kissing romantically with a stone still felt very painful and he was a little dizzy.
“Basic just talking,” said Radit trivial. Radit was sure, his son would definitely whine in pain later tonight. “Sana goes on eating, Papi has ready your favorite chocolate bakpao.”
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Alzra: Ra, are you back? Are you getting the balloons? DON'T FORGET TO REST! But bales used to chat me!
A short message from Alzra was exposed on the screen while Rara was sitting on her balcony sipping warm chocolate made by Mbok Atih. The clock was showing at 7pm and the front street of his house was still empty, no one was passing by. Street lights look dim, but still able to illuminate the road.
His hand took the flat object out of his pocket and leaned against the glass behind him. Alzra always knew how to make her feel good.
**Alzra: I'm going to your house tomorrow morning! We're off to school! Anyway I'm the same Della made a promise to take care of you!
Alzra: No rejection**!
Alzra was quick to reply to a message from Rara. It seemed like he was really worried and was waiting for Rara's answer. Rara does not know whether to be upset or happy. Apparently, being in this condition made Alzra more attentive to him. But, Rara is not a person who likes to take advantage of opportunities in narrowness!
Rara massaged the base of her nose slowly. Wrestling in love problems like this is very draining.
Soon, his eyes caught Alzra with a red sweater and his knee-length pants entering the house in white. He almost choked and fell. Alzra and Rara have been neighbors since childhood. That's why they're so familiar.
Rara Kira, Alzra is at home with her sister, Laras. Turns out, Alzra's hands look busy carrying plastic grocery bags that seem to come from supermarkets near their homes. Not to forget, the guy was also still typing messages for Rara using his right hand.
Alzra: I also bought your favorite chocolate
A message from Alzra appeared along with the boy's entry into his house.
Rara immediately curses herself when she realizes that her lips lengthen a sweet indentation like crazy. Quickly, he smacked his lips softly so that the smile faded, but it turned out that the smile was still expanding.
Uh! When should he hold this feeling? He hates to know the fact that he can only like Alzra in silence. There's nothing you can do. Like a balloon that continues in the wind, it's just a matter of time before the balloon erupts, right?
