The Times New Romance

Chapter 14: The Spanking of Reality

Chapter 14

Reality Slap

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"You want to ride a roller coaster?"

"No."

"Would you like to take the mini tower?" A hysteria-like game in Dufan where rides move up and down abruptly.

"No."

"You want to play that!" Ayna pointed to one ride that looked like a giant donut-shaped swing. Visitors will feel rotated and swung together at a height of 20 meters.

Zayn shook his head weakly while sighing, "No, Ayna. Don't play that kayak game. It's a danger to your heart."

Ayna grabbed her hair in frustration while clucking in annoyance. "Well, why did you bring me here, Zayn?" Zayn chuckles tastelessly.

Zayn kept his promise to take Ayna to a recreational park in Bogor. Because of Ayna's determination that her friends do not want to achieve stupidly, she learns with Zayn with focus. Satisfactory results were obtained when UAS, Ayna only obtained two B grades from ten courses when A values met the results of its value.

Zayn doesn't drive himself. Soraya strictly forbade and asked their private driver to drive her. Not to be missed, Soraya left a million messages that Zayn must remember about what is permissible and prohibited for Zayn.

Ayna accepts Zayn's invitation. His father said nothing as soon as he heard Zayn make this promise to him. He immediately allows Ayna to go alone with a guy just because the guy is Zayn, his father believes because Zayn is his best friend's son. Ayna is not sure if the one who invited her is Nata.

Ayna who was initially excited, so bitter as Zayn always refused the offer of rides that Ayna wanted to play. Zayn continues to shake his head when Ayna pointed to extreme rides that are indeed characteristic of recreational parks. Ayna did not know if Zayn forced himself to follow the vehicle, just as Zayn gave his life to the angel of life. Zayn still wants to live.

Zayn just found out the rides that he can only see from pictures and videos online turned out to be more terrible when he saw the original. Zayn's heart so beat no kidding especially when hearing the terrible screams of every visitor who plays the rides. Zayn didn't challenge himself to play such a game.

"Come, let's play the little ones there." Zayn pointed to the shooting place to get the doll. Ayna nods resignedly and follows Zayn's steps despite her bead eyes staring enviously at visitors who play extreme rides.

"Are you afraid of riding that ride?" ayna asked as Zayn was busy aiming a gun at the small board with the biggest doll prize in the game.

"Are you not afraid? The screams of the people were like the screams of death to me," Zayn replied and then pressed the rifle in his hand which turned out to be a miss. Zayn tried again.

"Why? To me it was a cry of freedom. When we can shout as much as possible without the need to think about the burden of our lives. We can release the stress of playing such a game" said Ayna who stood beside Zayn.

Zayn nodded in disagreement. His eyes closed as he focused on looking through the toy gun in his hand. "For me, time with someone is more valuable and much more effective in relieving stress than riding a game like that which even makes it more stressful." Zayn pressed down on the rifle and screamed in excitement as his plastic bullet pushed the board he had targeted.

Zayn thanked the clerk who gave him the teddy bear. Zayn hands the doll to Ayna. Ayna also widened the smile of seeing a white doll with a flower bando. "Gift for those of you who have studied really, really" said Zayn sincerely.

Ayna grieving tickled. He hugged a doll that was almost as tall as Ayna's waist. "Thanks." -."

Zayn smiled looking at Ayna who looked like a little girl. He loved that teddy bear. Ayna hugged him fat and occasionally patted the top of her doll head.

"Who are you going to give me by name?"

Ayna cringing. "What?"

"Usually a girl would give a name for her doll. The doll's a girl with a headband." Ayna opened her mouth when Zayn said, "Zayna! Funny, right? Combined names from Zayn and Ayna."

Ayna chuckles. "Yes, it's up to you. Come to think of it, my name is part of your name."

Zayn nodded. "Yes yeah? My name is also part of your name." Zayn lamgsung's eyes glowed brightly. "Does that mean we're a match?" Not the answer, Ayna instead put a red stamp on Zayn's arm. Zayn was grimacing while hostile to his arm. "Tabokan you're a pain, Ay."

"Ngeselin what's ngangenin?" ledek Zay.

Ayna. His embrace of Zayna, the teddy bear, grew tighter. Zayn blinked one eye trying to tease Ayna. Ayna immediately snorted bitterly, "Ah, don't know!"

Zayn laughed off seeing Ayna immediately walk away from him. A red hue spread across the girl's cheeks. Once in a while Ayna looked back to confirm Zayn's whereabouts, then lowered her head deeply. Without Zayn knowing, Ayna ran away not because of resentment but the girl tried to cover her lips that were smiling.

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Humans are greedy creatures. Zayn thought he would be very happy to play in the park, but just a moment standing, Zayn felt unable to support himself. Now Zayn understands that the lust that always demands satisfaction is not always the source of happiness.

His head began to dizzy and his chest felt tight. Zayn's weak body forced him to rest. Zayn sits at the foodcourt while Ayna, who can't help but ride the extreme rides, plays alone. Zayn can't eat or drink anything weird. The diet is so strict and must be maintained. Of all kinds of colorful drinks, he only ordered a glass of water. Secretly, he took his medicine without Ayna being caught.

Next to her, sat Zayna. Zayn stared at the doll long enough until he finally hissed, "I'm envious. You can keep going with Ayna later." Zayn punched Zayna in the face as if the doll was his nemesis. "I should've hugged him instead of you."

"Zay!" Zayn turned his head towards Ayna who was running around after playing the rides. He waved at the girl who was now sitting to his left. "You'll be lucky if you've been far away here but don't ride any rides, Zayn. I was on a roller coaster and it wasn't as scary as I imagined." Ayna began to tell Zayn about her experiences. The guy is now chin-backed watching Ayna speak.

For the first time, Ayna smiled at Zayn. The girl is not as beautiful as Ranya who likes to dress up, but the girl is beautiful because of her simplicity. Her face was small and her smile was so sweet. His eyes seemed expressive than usual. Zayn smiled and nodded his head occasionally, asking questions that further extended Ayna's story. Zayn would record these memories in his long-term memory. It will not be easy to forget.

***

Zayn and Ayna decided to go home when the sun was about to set. Not much Zayn did, he only noticed Ayna who was busy waiting in line and trying various rides. To him, the girl's happiness was the happiness for Zayn. Ayna has introduced a foreign taste to Zayn that she thinks is impossible for her to feel.

Seeing the girl smile and even laughing beside him made Zayn realize that the world was never as big as he thought. Simply being with someone you love is where you feel in the world. Zayn came to understand why Erik and Soraya were so strict in looking after him and loved him so much. Zayn is a world for both his parents.

Their journey to return to the parking lot is quite energy consuming. Ayna skirted the recreation park too far. At the stride of the umpteenth step, Zayn suddenly felt his heart narrow and he began to have difficulty breathing. Zayn tried to hold him back, but his body refused and gave up. He could not walk anymore.

"Zayna, you'll be my friend later in the room" Ayna told the doll in her arms. He looked at Zayn who was left behind. "Zayn, thank you-" Ayna looked up at Zayn falling on his knees on the asphalt while clutching the collar of her polo shirt. "-Zayn!"

Ayna approached the man who seemed to have trouble breathing. Ayna hurriedly swept her onto the chair that was near them. "Why are you, Zayn?" Ayna grew even more panicked as sweat sprung up on Zayn's forehead and flooded his face. "Zayn, your body is shaved with gini!"

Zayn tightened his jaws to hold tight. Oxygen is hard to reach. His ears were buzzing, he could not hear Ayna's voice. He was only able to see the look of worried face and movement of Ayna's mouth that did not stop babbling. The anxiety that enveloped the girl incarnated into a clear circle in Ayna's eyes.

Zayn took pains to remove painkillers, which were able to dilate the blood vessels in his heart, which were always in his pants pocket. Zayn's hand shook violently as he tried to open the small bottle. The bottle was opened when he tried to drop one grain into his other hand, his trembling hand even made the medicine so scatter to the ground.

Ayna screamed stifled. Ayna held Zayn's hands. He took the medicine left in the bottle and put it in Zayn's hands. He slowly helped the hand so that Zayn could put the medicine in his mouth.

"Zayn, what the hell are you doing? What are you sick with?" worried Ayna while crouched down to take care of the pills scattered on the ground near Zayn's shoe-clad feet.

At first Ayna only thought there was something strange about Zayn's leg when his pants were slightly exposed, but when Ayna looked more carefully, she saw that Zayn's leg was swollen quite large. "Zay? Since when did your leg swell?" ask Ayna.

Zayn swallowed the medicine with great difficulty. Slowly he was able to regain his consciousness. Air that was difficult to breathe, back in and out smoothly. Zayn was able to hear the sounds around him. The view that had blurred became clearer and he found Ayna who was watching her feet.

"Zayn, what's your leg?"

Zayn immediately covered the swelling with his hand blocking Ayna's view. Zayn shook his head weakly. "It's nothing. Come on, let's go home."

Ayna nodded in understanding even though her heart was dissatisfied. Ayna also caught Zayn who had difficulty walking.

A flash of thoughts filled Ayna's head which made her uncomfortable. Why did Zayn refuse to tell? Does Ayna not deserve to hear her story? Is Ayna really a foreigner just a tutor? The more Ayna thought her heart was getting sliced. Why did it hurt Zayn to cover something from her?

Ayna was still struggling with thoughts until the fact slapped her hard. Facts that make Zayn's actions reasonable. The fact that inexplicably hurt Ayna was deeper. Ayna is a nobody, Zayn. From the beginning to this moment.