
Down there, on the grass of the garden that condenses it. Margaret was still there. He lowered his head to hide his tears.
As Dion said, Margaret had the nickname concrete girl because she could not cry. But shouldn't we cry for a reason?
Because tears know, who he fell for. Not like the rain that doesn't know who he's falling for.
Yes, and the reason enough to make Margaret cry was her. Chandra is the reason.
"Don't make me hate you more, Brother" said Margaret.
Chandra crouched down in front of Margaret. "Wait what else are you?" tanyakanya.
"You expect me to help you stand up?" chandra said, pushing Margaret's shoulder with her index finger.
Margaret could only squeeze the grass to suppress her emotions. She's like a girl being bullied. He could do nothing, could only shut up and accept Chandra's harsh treatment of her.
He could not stand, because his injured knee hurt as he moved.
"Margareth?"
"Hey, are you okay?"
Margaret widened her eyes looking at the figure that was currently crouching and holding both of her shoulders.
"Sister Helmi?" shirih Margareth.
bough's!
A punch landed right on Chandra's face and left him stunned. Fresh blood also started dripping from the corner of his lips.
"You made it like this!?" bentak Helmi's.
Chandra grinned as she rubbed the corner of her bloody lips.
"What is a greeting meeting? my old friend,"
"Then I should greet you the same way,"
bough's!
Chandra repulsed Helmi's punch and made her suffer the same fate as she did.
"Stop!" shout Margaret.
Helmi turned her head and approached Margaret who was crying in fear. Helmi grabbed Margaret and hugged her.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"Damn!" chandra Umpat.
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Helmi takes Margaret to a place where her mind is in turmoil. Margaret did not know what kind of situation this was. And how could Helmi bring him here.
Margaret sat on the bed at this time, while Helmi sat on the floor.
Helmi cleaned the wound on Margaret's knee. But the owner of the wound did not show any pain.
"It hurts to say," said Helmi.
There's no answer.
Helmi raised her head and looked at Margaret who looked away from the balcony.
"Re," call Helmi.
Yet again Margaret did not answer. He was still upset by the incident this afternoon when Helmi snapped at him. On the other hand he also wanted an explanation because of the current situation.
"Sorry," said Helmi.
He caught Margaret's attention. Now Margaret looked at him, though with a flat gaze. But Helmi was relieved.
"Sorry for what?" lirih Margaret then turned her face back.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm sorry that I vented my emotions on you," Helmi replied confidently.
"Re.."
Helmi stood up and sat down beside Margaret. Then he smothered Margaret's face so she could focus on him.
Margaret looked at Helmi with a flat look. Actually he was no longer angry, but seeing Helmi's cute facial expression made Margaret want to tease him.
Margaret slammed Helmi's hand, then moved from her seat. But Helmi pulled her arm which made her fall back on the bed.
"What do I need to do to forgive me?" his words sound serious.
Margaret clutched the bed sheet and tried to restrain herself from letting her laughter slip. But it made her eyes tear up. Seeing that, of course, Helmi felt panicked.
"Hey, don't cry.." Helmi rubbed Margaret's cheek.
Done it. Margaret was at the peak of her patience. He can't hold it anymore. She finally laughed.
"You're pranking me?"