THE RAINBOW GODDESS LIFE

KDP 12

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Daisha kept running, until she was tired herself. Then he stood his buttocks by a bridge whose clear flowing water brought coolness, slowly he rose to his feet and descended a path to the river, and again sat by the tree that hung down to the river bank.

"I'm sorry, papa!" Daisha sobbed again because she realized that running away would hurt her father, "I miss papa, but I don't want to see papa, I'm afraid huhu...," long Daisha cried lamenting her fate, but I didn't want to meet papa, I was afraid huhu, he misses papa and family yes but on the other hand he is very sick with the treatment of his mother.he continues to cry until surprised by someone's voice.

"Astaghfirullah, I thought earlier, it turns out elo after all, why sit there while mewek, you do not realize, daftar again maghrib, the sound of crying elo tuh makes people afraid to know!" Raka ruffled his waist in front of Daisha, "Turn, ntar kunti residents here nyamperin lo," said Raka then while moving away Daisha. "etdah, would you like to go back? noh on top of you what's up?" Raka walked quickly while Daisha shouted in fear.

"Wait a minute, iihh why I'm afraid evil," instead of following Daisha crying back while covering her face.

"Haist.. basic girl, where spoiled, spattered, if I really do not live in." Said Raka who then smiled to see Daisha walking while occasionally looking back as if afraid of anyone ngikutin.

After their close distance, Daisha stomps her feet, exasperated.

"Don't be fast" he asked.

"Elo down the road what a hell, very slow, ayok!" Raka, who feels kasian with Daisha, reaches out to help Daisha climb onto the highway.

Actually it has been since from cafe Raka saw Daisha, he then followed Daisha, and secretly waiting for Daisha, until almost maghrib arrived he just approached her.

"We start the mosque first yes, the hunt runs out of prayer time!" Invite him and without waiting for approval Daisha Raka runs his motorbike and stops at a mosque, both go down and go to a place of ablution that is separated between women and men, and then stop at a mosque, both of them run maghrib prayer and come out after finishing with his 3 raka'at worship.

After reusing his shoes, Raka approached Daisha who was sitting on her back against the mosque.

"lo me, I want to eat meatballs first." Said Raka who invited Daisha to the meatball seller in front of the mosque, Daisha just nodded and followed Raka.

The two then sat down at the available spot there.

"The meatballs are two yes, just like drinking bottled tea," Raka ordered her food, shortly after the order came, both of them mix food according to their respective tastes.

"Eating a lot, if it is still less able to add, I know your energy is drained by tears earlier," said Raka while thrusting a bottle of tea in front of Daisha.

"What the hell, who's crying?" Daisha frowns but does not forget to receive the bottle tea offered by Raka.

"Oohh.. who was crying earlier kirain you, it turns out that yes there is no kunti." Raka lowered her face holding back a laugh.

"Sister." Daisha grimaced as she shifted her seat closer towards Raka.

"Huusssti... " Raka clings her index finger to her lips while her eyes are focused to the back of Daisha making Daisha squeal and scatter hugging Raka's hand, while her face is buried in Raka's arm, making Raka smile triumphantly.

"Emhemm, you like me so much."

Daisha who just realized in Raka's work immediately shifted her body while clapping Raka's laughing hand.

"Whoa, you deliberately let me hug." Daisha throttled her lips her face flushed red when she saw Raka who kept laughing staring at her.

"Ah ah I just returned, please pay first I change, I forgot not to bring money." Daisha stands up and waits for Raka near her bike, before they leave.

Arriving at the cafe's parking lot, daisha gets off and is about to leave but Raka holds him back.

"I'll wait at the rooftop!" his words then passed leaving the dumb-ass daisha.

"Daisha, where have you been, since I was looking," when entering Andini had asked Daisha.

"I'm from outside."

"I change clothes first" Daisha did not answer Andini's question but passed away to her room upstairs.

Daisha cleaned her body and changed clothes and went to the rooftop to meet Raka. she saw Raka standing watching the light-studded night of the building and occupancy in this city.

"This is my brother, the money I changed, thank you." Daisha approaches Raka and gives money in lieu of eating meatballs earlier.

"Who asked for a change? ooo.. I know, now you're rich!" Raka sneered.

"But I promised I'd change" Daisha said unkindly.

"That's it, you keep it! let's just say that I was the same orphan who didn't have a boyfriend."

"Where is the term do not have a girlfriend is orphaned, do not have a new father called orphan."

"Ooohh that's it, kirain tea the same," Raka smiled amusedly.

"Iihh this big sister is there," Daisha giggled and then the two laughed together.

"Daisha... actually you are beautiful if you laugh like this again, but unfortunately your beauty often fades if-" Raka deliberately hung her speech.

"What the fuck, brother?" asked Daisha while staring at Raka who was staring at her anyway.they looked at each other until finally Daisha turned her gaze as her heartbeat began to play music, dug.

"You cry, you why, if there is a problem, pretentious or story only time I can help alleviate your problem, just do not ask for money, I also still ask for bonyok." Raka chuckles. "Oh yeah, that was papa lo yes, why avoid?"

"Sister, a-me... " Daisha looked back at Raka doubtfully.

"You're not ready, I'm not going to make a mistake, but at least don't make other people think negatively about you, if there's a problem solve, okay?" Raka patted Daisha gently on the shoulder and then she was about to pass, but stopped when Daisha spoke again.

"I'm ready to tell you something, brother."

Raka smiled then approached Daisha, her hands resting on the guardrail.

"I was kicked out of the house, mama accused me of stealing her money," Daisha then told her everything that had happened to her family including her mother's favoritism.

Raka did not a word interrupt Daisha's story, he thought for now enough to be a listener because he knew not only the solution that Daisha wanted to find, he said, but the place to pour out all the feelings that had been stuck in Daisha's heart, disappointment, and wounds so that later Daisha could breathe a sigh of relief. Only after Daisha stopped telling stories did she ask her questions.

"You've been good papa all this time, then why did you avoid him?"

"I'm not ready to meet papa."

"Why? you should meet papa lo, looked like he was very worried, you want to go back to your house again what not, it's up to you, if you are not comfortable, if you are not comfortable, you can stay here, just a year." Raka patted Daisha's shoulder gently.

"Sister, thank you for wanting to cry out for me," Daisha looked up at Raka who was much taller than her tiny body.

"Just relax, you're free to confide in me, I'm ready to nampung koo, need a shoulder for nyender I'm ready to lend a hand, I've done my own brother," said Raka with a sweet smile. making Daisha lemes.

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COMFORT IS NOT FROM FAMILY ALONE BUT IT CAN BE FROM A FRIEND OR SOMEONE

SORRY TO BE UP AGAIN, OTHOR THERE IS SOMETHING THAT CAN NOT BE TOLD PLEASE APOLOGIZE. PLEASE DOA ITS ONLY 🙏