The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 72 Finding Out

I took my hand out of Raka's. My feelings are mixed. Angry, sad, disappointed, crying. I slowly moved my sitting position away from her. When I realized Raka was approaching me.

" Aira, you don't get angry dong. I'm sorry, but that's not my will. Ita's the one who came to my house and asked me to stay." Raka is still defending herself.

" If he's meeting you and then in front of your family he's sticking it up, okay, I can still take it. But if you sleep in your room, especially with you, I'm not sincere Raka. You can reject it ! " my voice began to rise.

" Please slow down your voice and my family will hear. I'm not good with grandma either because Ita is the one who plays home more often than her siblings." Raka reminded again.

" You're nothing tasty. Look at the situation dong, you are not a child anymore, moreover he is not blood on you. Just a distant family, different from your cousins." I lowered my voice but was full of pressure. This time Raka was silent and lowered her head.

" You really didn't do anything last night with Ita ? Don't you enjoy it anymore." I asked to investigate.

" To be honest I can't believe, guys are one-room girls. The girls are aggressive, the demons around you know you don't." I continued. Raka turned her head towards me.

" Good God Aira ! I didn't lie to you. I may have betrayed you. Somewhere in the room there's my cousin where she might be brave. I don't feel the same way about him." Raka tried to keep convincing me. But it's still hard for me to believe.

" If I say the same Ita where maybe I tell you, use logic only. I'm honest with you, if you don't believe me ask my friend Doyok. His house was close to mine, so last night I ran there and slept in his room."

" Who is Doyok, Kadir's friend ? " ask me with annoyance. Already know again angry Raka even joked.

" No, that's my friend I used to eat at the stall. He was so tall and thin that I called him Doyok he he, "he said.

Replace me who is silent. Raka stopped her laughter. I admit Raka has dared to tell me, maybe he is honest. But imagining what happened back then, I didn't feel like it. As if the girls embraced and kissed Raka, I never did. Being familiar since childhood does not mean that he is free to do it.

" How to be quiet ? I must have thought why it wasn't you sleeping in my room, right ? " Raka grinned while raising her eyebrows.

" Not funny. Your mind is the one that fidgets." Damn it, Raka's guess was quite accurate as well.

" Oh wrong yeah, or you think Doyok same Kadir." Raka tried to melt the atmosphere. " Iiiihh, kidding only. Don't divert the conversation ! " i ranted and then I hit the plate. He laughed while trying to avoid me by fending off my pinch. But I kept attacking him, then caught both my hands.

I couldn't pull my hand because Raka held it tight. He moved his body closer to me and looked at me. I looked at him too. Slowly Raka brought her face closer to mine and then she kissed my old forehead. I closed my eyes feeling the warmth of her lips. Then I grabbed my shoulder and hugged me tightly.

" You know what makes me most comfortable is being around you. Allow me to always look after you, protect you. All this time I've been honest with you, no intention to hurt you." Raka said softly in my ear. I did not answer, I returned his embrace and I buried my head in his chest.

I don't know how long we've been in this position. As soon as I realized I immediately took my hand off and moved away from her. I looked inside through the window glass, in case anyone saw us. Apparently there was no one in the living room, Winda and his sister had finished studying.

" Why is it released, afraid that someone might sneak up ? " ask Raka teasing me.

" Not nervous, but if anyone sees you are embarrassed, "my words blushed.

" That means that no one sees no shame. Then we go in yuk," he asked and then pulled my hand.

" Eeh, what do you want to do inside, don't do anything ! " I warned Raka.

" What do you think I want, the colder the outside the better we go in." Raka led me into the living room, then closed the door. I sat on the long sofa.

" I haven't had a drink yet, I've made some warm tea." Raka offered me a drink and then went inside. Five minutes later he came out with a glass of warm tea.

" Drinking used to be still warm, "he asked. I gulped his tea, plong taste. I put the glass on the table again. As we continued the conversation, Raka continued to reassure me that the night had not gone too far.

Raka took my drink at the table, changed him for a drink. Lho ! He drank my tea, but there were marks on my lips. Raka put down the glass and then looked at HP.

" It's 22:00, you want to go home to sleep here. " He blinked his eyes. I glare.

I went into the living room, there was only Raka's grandfather and father. I said goodbye to them, then went back to the living room.

Before I go home I ask Ita's home address. Raka says she lives in Kp village.

When I got home, before I went to bed, I found an idea. I smiled, look at tomorrow.

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Tomorrow, after breakfast and shopping I tell mom there's important business. Without asking anything, my mother immediately allowed. Probably thought the business was the same Raka. Ever since Raka had a regular job, mom always believed in me.

" Where the hell are you going ? " ask Sri mbak. " Later I'm afraid, this is again Mission Impossible." I blinked my eyes. Sri mba melengos.

Okay Aira, time for action. I'm gonna go find Ita's home address, and meet that gatel chick. I just want to know what kind of girl with the pedenya wants to have Raka. Fortunately Kp village is not far from the market, I can take angkot from there.

After asking here and there I finally found it too. The house is small, in a narrow alley. I doubt if this is his home. She worked in Malaysia as a child.

Tok tok ! Kuketok door of his house. I heard the sound of someone walking towards the door. Kreeek ! There appeared a woman who was about the same age as Mbak Nia.

" Asalamualaikum ! " my broom. " Sir, is this really his house. Who works in Malaysia." I immediately asked the point.

" Wa alaikum salam. That's right, who's this brother ? " The mother asked me back. " Please come in"He invited.

I went in and sat in the living room facing the television.

" I'm a schoolmate, I heard Ita was back home so I wanted to see you. I haven't seen kangen in a long time, her contact number is gone because I changed hp." I also performed as planned.

" Well, sorry. Ita left this morning because the cut was only 2 weeks. Yesterday he went around to see his family and friends. He met his uncle and aunt in BT village on Saturday night. A day at home then this morning Fajr he left for Jogja airport.." Complete mbaknya explained, but not important for me.

" Oh that. Ma'am this is Ita's brother yes," I asked again. I had to execute a second plan.

" Yes, I'm her brother exactly. My name is Ika, I am the first child and Ita number two. There are still 2 more of my sisters who are still in school. Ita's working life is one year, he wants to work here." Ma'am continued his story. I pretended to listen to convince my acting.

" Yes Ma'am here aja, girls working abroad will be difficult to mate hehe." I just wanted a comment to think I cared.

" Oya Ma'am, can I ask for Ita's contact number ? I miss talking to him." I pleaded with a face.

" A moment I take HP, if you may know whose sister's name, what Junior High School friend ? " tanya mbak Ika while taking her HP.

" My name is Tuti, I'm a high school friend," I replied of origin. I took my HP out of the little bag I was carrying. Ma'am Ika mentioned some numbers and I put them in my contact list. Yess !

" I'm sorry, ma'am, thank you for the help." I just went straight and came out.

" Don't drink first, sorry I had wine hehehe" he said, chuckling.

" It's okay, Ma'am. Excuse me, assalamualaikum," I said. " Greetings" he replied.

I hurried to leave the place. Arriving at the gate of his village I wait angkot majors market. Just look at Ita, I introduce myself to you.

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