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Episode 33 Guilt

EPISODE 33 GUILT

Arora opens her eyes slowly, ‘Huh? Where am I?’ Her thought. He still felt pain in his head. Yesterday, his consciousness was like being forcefully snatched from him. And now he doesn't know where he is.

Around it there are many luxurious furniture that seems not to be used anymore. The place was very spacious with very little lighting.

Currently, he woke up on a soft sofa that nuanced luxurious, really typical of the rich. Arora gasped when she found that someone had entered the room. The man entered with a candle in his left hand and a tray of food and drinks in his right hand.

“You... who?” Asked Arora who was trying to defeat her fear. “Just relax, sister-in-law. You'll be fine.” Said a little girl approaching him. “Sister-in-law?” Arora was confused as to why she was called sister-in-law. “Iya, beautiful sister. Naufal says you'll soon be our sister-in-law.” The little girl answered with a cheerful smile.

“Eh? Ta-but.” He wanted to deny, but he was too confused to run out of words. “Ohya, beautiful sister. Here, I brought you food and drinks.” Said the little girl while placing a tray on the table in front of Arora.

“Submitting yes. I go first.” Say it with a big, sweet smile. “Wait!” Arora Exclamation. “Yes? What's up, sister?” Answer her. “Em, can you accompany me for a moment?” Asked Arora with a glance.

‘Ba-how is this? I should what? My job is to bring food, right? Do I need to stay?’ His inner. The little girl stared at the door, asking for help from someone who was there. The person gave the code so that he could go and leave the rest to him.

“Em, sorry brother, not that I don't want to. But I have to help others down.” Answer her with intentional guilt. “Ah, ti-no. It's okay if you can't.” Arora gave up. He could not bear to see the sad face of the child, because indeed the child was his weakness.

“Good, then I'm sorry big sister.” The boy immediately left the room, leaving Arora alone there, in that dark place. Someone behind the door is still silent in his place, ‘Fear dark, heh?’

Arora looked around. Darkened. That's all he could see. “Why is it so dark here? Is there no light?” Mumbled. He stood up and walked around the room looking for a light switch.

“Where's the switch? This place is very spacious.” The place was too dark for her and she was too busy searching, so she did not realize that the person behind the door had now settled herself on the early sofa where Arora had woken up.

After a few minutes of searching around the room, he did not find the light switch. He was sitting limp on the floor, “Dark once. I'mfrightened.. “ He sobbed hugging his trembling body.

Suddenly someone lit a candle and walked up to Arora. “Wake up, I accompany.” He extended his hand. Arora raises her head to see who that person is, “Eh? Se-senior?”

Arora received her hand. He steals Arora to the sofa and puts the candle he brought to the table. “Eat, I'll light another candle.” He said and went around the room while lighting every candle.

Arora just stared at her food, she was not tasteful. “Why not eat? Don't like?” The sound made Arora gasp, but before long she looked back blankly at the food.

Why her? Why should he? I try to hate him. But I can't.

“You why? Still hurts?” Ask Zhuzu. Arora shook her head. ‘What's with him? Is he still mad at me?’ Thought Zhuzu. He sighed and then again sat himself next to Arora.

“Arora?” Ask a little worried. “What?” Answer irent. “What's up?” Ask her again. Arora was silent for a moment. “Can you stay a little bit away?” His face half whispered. Zhuzu immediately stood up and set foot toward a large window a short distance from Arora and sat cross-legged on the floor. “What is like this enough?”

“I don't mean stay away like that.” Her speech. “Then? Which how?” Ask her. Arora seemed to hold back the sobs. “I.. I always wanted to hate you. but I can't.” His words were accompanied by flowing tears and the sound of sobs filling the room.

Zhuzu let Arora cry out, shedding all her burdens. He just sat there in his place.

Outside the room, though,

“Sister-in-law crying? Why?” – Naufal

“I don't know. Did Brother Zhuzu do something to her?” – Nathalie

“If that's true, then I'll scold him all out after this. how dare he make my beautiful sister cry.” – Naufal

“Hey, you're still kids. Don't interfere in adult affairs.” – Aunt Jia

“But, bi. Why is my beautiful sister crying? Didn't aunt say if you cry then the beauty will disappear?” – Nathalie

“You are this, it only applies to you. Want anyhow brother-in-law remains beautiful.” – Naufal

“Already already. You guys go back to your room and go to bed.” – Aunt Jia

“No. I want to stay here.” – Naufal

“Haah, you guys are, really stubborn.” – Aunt Jia

In the room,

Arora was already quite calm, her cries had already subsided. Even so, they remained in silence from each other. “Finally you said it.” Said Zhuzu who started the conversation.

“You... You know that problem?” Asked Arora who was still with her sobs. “I know. From the time you pretended to sleep and eavesdropped on our conversation, to the thing that made you want to hate me.” The answer. Arora flirted, she just wanted to be a listener.

“If I say this, will you believe it?” He was silent for a moment and then spoke again. “I was not involved in the incident and I want to help heal you as an apology on behalf of my family.” Reciprocity.

Arora was speechless, she tried to digest the words that her senior was saying. “You... will really help me heal?” Ask her to make sure. “Ya.” The answer is short but sure.

“But, are you really not involved? You didn't trick me, did you?” Ask Arora who is still doubtful. “I'm only one year older than you. At the time of the incident, it was possible that you were taller than me.” Answers reassured.

“So, would you like to accept my apology?” Connect her. “Can you be trusted?” Arora's question still doubted Zhuzu. Zhuzu simply fell silent, waiting for an answer. “Alright, I'll believe you.” Answer with a smile.

“Thank you for believing me.” He said as he returned Arora's smile. “Now, eat your food.” His orders softly. “But it's cold.” Answer Arora. “Eat it, it will still taste good.” Answer Zhuzu.

Arora ate the food. “Hm, this is delicious.” Say it while smiling. “Who cooked it?” Connect Arora. “Nathalie.” Answer's short. “Nathalie? Who?” Ask Arora. Zhuzu glanced towards the door, “He who brought your food here.” His reply quickly shifted his gaze back towards Arora.

“Eh? She's she? So her name is Nathalie?” Enthusiasticity says. “That's not what you want to say isn't it?”Zhuzu asked with an expression of disbelief. “No, I do want to say that. What do you know about me?” He replied with a sucks attitude that was intentional for revenge.

Zhuzu only shook his head lightly. He no longer knows how to. She always made him feel something new that he had never felt before. “Ohya, how do you know all of them?” Ask Arora again.

“As I walked around the school, I found them all in the hallway earlier.” He deliberately answered half-and-a-half to extend his talk with Arora.

“Then why did they call you ‘bos’?” He asked while chewing the food in his mouth. “I don't know.” The answer. He really doesn't know and doesn't want to know. Arora almost choked on hearing that short, dense and clear answer.

“So you just take it? How could you just accept them? Also the little boy, you look very close to him.” Arora spilled all her thoughts.

“That little boy, me and him are the same. No, me and them all the same.” The look in his eyes changed, full of sadness and stifling pain. “Same? What do you mean?” Arora becomes curious about the story of the annoying senior she just believed this.

“Can I tell you? Can you be trusted?” Ask with a meaningful smile. “You! Basic sucks!” Arora exclaims with sofa cushions that have flown. “Senior must have been on purpose, right?! Ah, sucks!” Zhuzu, who had received multiple attacks, only avoided even if he could retaliate.

… (and the fight continues until all the cushions on the couch are up) …

“Haah, I'm tired. I want to sleep.” Arora got off the couch, she was really tired after the fight, especially when she was crying. “Do I still have a chance to tell a story?” Zhuzu Fishing. Arora immediately caught the bait, he again sat quietly on his couch.

“Ehem, okay. You can explain what you said before.” Arora is like a professional host. “Which one? Is part ‘what can you trust’?” Her question that deliberately brought up the most part could make Arora upset.

Hold Arora, hold. I know you can Arora. He just wants to see you upset. You have to be patient with this asshole.

“Ah, not that senior one. But the previous one again.” Arora replied with a forced smile and a little threatening. “Haha, okay. The previous one again right?” He said while laughing. He did not expect, interacting with Arora the longer it makes him more comfortable until he forgot the heavy burden he had to bear every day, even if only for a moment.

Arora was stunned at the rare sight before her at this moment.

She's she? That famous senior was so cold? The man who is famous for the nature of the iceberg? That her? And now he's laughing? Did I see wrong? But she was like that too no problem, and her smile like that made her look very handsome.

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