
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Anaya turned her face away, becoming misbehaved in the face of Gerald.
"Is something wrong?" asked Gerlad to smile.
"Not really, but I'm embarrassed" Anaya replied, then patted Gerald on the shoulder. "Come on, take me home." Anaya immediately switched the conversation.
Gerald smiled faintly as he looked at his shoulder that had just been patted by the girl.
Gerald led Anaya to the gate of the girl's house. Anaya thanks Gerald for delivering her.
Gerald noticed a house that was three times larger than his house. There was a bit of a sense of inferiority in his heart, because Anaya was the son of a rich man which meant having everything.
"What's wrong?" anaya asked, handing over the helmet she was wearing to Gerald.
"There's nothing" replied Gerald, receiving the helmet and hanging it under the handlebar of his motorcycle.
"Gerald, would you still want to be friends with me if you already knew about my true self?" asked Anaya doubtfully.
"I will always be your friend, even if I can be more than that" replied Gerald but sounded ambiguous to Anaya.
"What do you mean?" ask Anaya.
Gerald gasped because he was already speechless. "I mean, I'm here soon to go home, Bye ..." Gerald immediately turned his motor gas again leaving the elite residential area.
"Bye ..." Anaya waved her right hand towards Gerald who had started to move away from his sight.
Anaya entered her house with a little run, arriving at the living room, she was surprised to see Ica chatting with her mother.
"Well, Ca?" Anaya was astonished when she saw her friend there.
"Naya, I've been trying to contact you since noon if I'm going to come here, to spread my mother's cake as a thank you" said Ica and her husband, Gwen.
"really?" Anaya soon reached into her phone that was in the bag, and sure enough there were some calls and messages from Ica. "I'm sorry, Ca. I didn't hear my phone ringing" Anaya explained.
"Yes, I want to go home anyway" Ica replied.
"Oh, don't dong! I just came over," whined Anaya, preventing Ica from coming home.
"really it. It's still noon anyway." Gwen chimed. "Aren't you at home?" ask Gwen to Ica.
"At home, Auntie," said Ica, in the end he decided to stay there to accompany Anaya until the afternoon.
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"Current dong," Anaya replied as she lay down on the bed, while Ica sat on the edge holding the novel book she was about to read.
"Nay, the Angel said he was out of the hospital. I got scared" Ica said agitatedly, afraid the poison Trio was throwing another tantrum.
"Yes, let it go, I'm sure if he's deterred" Anaya replied.
"Nay, I'm afraid that if he hurts you, your closeness with Gerald is already widespread throughout the school. Love can make blind eyes and blind hearted, Nay," said Ica, accompanied by a rough sigh.
"I think it's important that Gerald and I have nothing to do" Anaya replied, closing her eyes.
"I've reminded you, Nay." Ica became annoyed herself because her friend stubbornly did not want to listen to her words.
"I'm home." Pamit Ica's.
"You mad?" tanya Anaya, sat herself down while looking at Ica wearing a jacket.
"No, it's late afternoon, Nay. Again the season was bad, so I did not dare to go home too late," replied Ica, actually she felt annoyed with her friend.
"I delivered it to the front" said Anaya, but Ica refused.
"Then be careful, Ica," Anaya told Ica, who had been out of her room.
"OK," Ica said.
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"You coming home, Ca?" aiden asked as they met in the courtyard of the house. Aiden just got out of his car.
"Eh, yes, Om," Ica replied, smiling awkwardly.
"Then be very careful" said Aiden, smiling and entering his home.
Ica's heart was already in a rush to see the smile of the mature old man. "Conscious, Ca." Ica feels like she wants to hit her own head because she already admires people's husbands.