The Tarnished Wife

The story of three friends - 2

“Hey, why are you still sitting there? Let's go home!” take Zayn to Rara who is still in her classroom.

Rara shook her head with her hands folded on the table. At that time, they were just teenagers, precisely in junior high school. Zayn is ninth grade, while Rara is in eighth grade and Reza is no longer a school with them because he is already in high school.

“Why, huh?” asked Zayn who was sitting right in front of Rara after turning the chair in front of the woman to and sat face to face.

“All have gone home, Ra. You do it in class alone,” said Zayn while glancing to the corner of an empty classroom.

“I can't go home.”

“Why?” ask Zayn again.

“It's okay.” Rara shook her head again. He didn't want to tell Zayn the problem.

Every time Rara gets into trouble or trouble, Zayn is always at the forefront of solving the problem, because Reza always asks Zayn for help, if Rara is in trouble. The association of the brother is broad and intelligent, making it easier for Zayn to overcome every problem both in his other friends, especially to Rara. Although Reza looks mature, Zayn actually does. It's just that, his usual attitude made his maturity covered.

“Come, Ra. Until when I wait for you here.” Just with Cleopatra, Zayn said I was you, but not with his other friends, even with his own girlfriend.

“You're not anter Audrey,” chirps Rara.

“She's got legs, Ra. He can go home by himself.”

“But, he's your girlfriend, Zayn. You guys just made it, right?”

Zayn laughs. “He himself wants, I don't.”

“Good.” Rara slapped Zayn's chest.

“Come home! Later aunt Mia is angry with me for taking you late, not to mention Brother Reza,” grumbled Zayn, because all those people are very protective of Rara.

Cleopatra was like porcelain that was always well guarded by her parents, not to mention Reza.

Reza also asked her sister to take care of her soul mate. Rara was like an empress who always walked with both guards.

Zayn stood up and pulled Rara's arm. This class is empty, but not outside of class. There are still many students out there who are crowded both in the field and in the field.

“Zayn, I'm embarrassed to come out.” Rara kept her position, even though the hand had been attracted a little by Zayn.

“I'm translucent, Zayn.” Rara was embarrassed. While Zayn continued to stare at that embarrassed face.

“I'm coming over the moon and it's so much that it's translucent into my back skirt,” Rara said again as she stood up and looked back to see how many blood spots were printed on her back skirt.

“Mana, try me see!” Zayn twirled Rara's body.

“Do not! Shy.” Rara stood up and did not want to turn around like Zayn wanted.

“I want to see how much the stain is.”

“Ngga, the slob, Zayn. I'm ashamed,” says Rara.

“Ck.” Zayn clucked in annoyance. “If I don't see what the problem is, how can I help you?”

“No one can help me.”

“Then, you'll be here all night? accompany the ghosts who are in this school? you know our school is famous for its haunted.”

“Zayn,” shouted the famous cowardly Rara.

Zayn laughs. Really Rara looks more beautiful, especially when she sulks and blushes embarrassed.

“Come walk in front! I'll protect you behind.” Zayn threw Rara's bag in the girl's body, and told her to walk first.

“No problem. Let's go!” Zayn encouraged Rara to walk.

Rara looked back. “Zayn, I'm ashamed of you.”

“Already road. I'll protect you here.” Zayn told Rara to stay in front of him and no longer turn her head towards him.

Finally, Rara arrived at the school parking lot, precisely in front of Zayn's large motorbike. Zayn and Reza were bought by their father. Actually, Kemal only bought a motorbike for Reza who managed to get into a famous high school.

However, Zayn sulked so that Kemal bought two motorcycles with the record Zayn should not use the motorcycle to the highway because it does not have a sim. As a result, when leaving or returning to school, Zayn entered the village road so as not to go through the highway to his school until he got a SIM like Reza.

“Zayn,” call Rara, when they are on the motor.

“Hmm ..” Zayn replied.

“Thank you yes.”

“For what?” ask Zayn.

“For earlier.”

“It’s okay. Ra,” Zayn replied casually.

Rara smiled as she remembered Zayn protecting her behind and trying to cover the stain from her other friends as she passed by. Zayn held both shoulders of Rara from behind while walking and slightly pushed Rara's body to walk a little quickly, because otherwise they would have been stopped by some of their close friends there.

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The day goes on. Reza, Rara, and Zayn are growing up. But that doesn't separate them. They stay close and need each other. People thought they were brothers. They also often spend holidays with parents or just the three of them. Almost every Sunday night, they watch the cinema. Reza never absent accompany hobby Rara who likes to watch cinema, but not with Zayn. The man who often struggled to change his girlfriend, several times absent because he had to watch with his lover.

Unlike Zayn who is a playboy, Reza actually looks calm and never bring any woman home, because in the heart of the quiet man is only Rara, who is, the charm of Cleopatra cannot be replaced by any woman. To be honest, Zayn felt that, but Zayn could not resist the women who asked to be his lover, even though Zayn never liked the women. Until their courtship never lasted long.

“Hai, Ra. Been here long?” asked Reza who saw Rara's presence in the reading room.

“Not yet,” Java Rara smiled and switched back on her laptop.

Rara often comes to this house to ask Zayn for help in completing the script, because from the beginning it was Zayn who helped her in this matter. Rara is unlikely to ask Reza for help because Reza is already working and busy. While Zayn has not worked, he is still waiting for graduation and the memory of making the thesis is still attached to Zayn's head.

“Ra,” call Reza.

Incidentally in this room there were only the two of them. Zayn leaves Rara for a while, as he has not yet cleaned himself up. Rara came too early, but it was a holiday.

“Ya, Brother.” Rara turned her head towards Reza who was looking at her closely.

“If I say something are you not angry?” ask Reza.

Rara's heart was pounding. Somehow when adjacent to Reza, his heart is not strange, especially if stared this close. It's different with Zayn. He is not awkward and is really like a friend.

Rara always keeps the image when in front of Reza. He does not want to look bad in front of the quiet man, because according to Rara, Reza is a man of dreams. Reza is handsome, smart, responsible, and never plays around with women. All Reza characters are inversely proportional to Zayn. Although actually Zayn can be responsible, loyal, and smart. But Zayn's ability is covered by Reza.

“Ra, I love you,” said Reza loudly and it managed to make Rara gaping unblink.

It was like a dream for Rara. He did not think that Reza had feelings like him. Whereas before, Rara could only kick this feeling, because there was no way she would express this feeling first. Rara is a shy type of woman, unable to vent or express her wishes. He can only hold it in his heart.

“Ra, I'm sorry if I was presumptuous. But honestly, I liked you since childhood and I told Mama, when I grow up, I will marry you,”.

Rara is unable to speak. He smiled at the sweet words that came out of Reza's mouth.

Behind the door of the room, Zayn wanted to enter. However, his steps stopped when he heard his sister expressing love to the girl he also liked since childhood, although Zayn never explicitly stated it like Reza.