
"Lu just go home, it's too bad." said Dion.
"It's still 8" Margaret replied, compressing Helmi's temples, which were visibly bruised.
"Lu want to be scolded by your bokap?" sahut Julian's.
"At home there are no people, they go out of town" answered Margaret.
"The kids are coming home from work, they can replace you." Helmi said.
"The wayward son of emang~" grumbled Dion.
Margaret looked at Dion with a look of disbelief, then threw away her face without replying.
"Juan, anterin he's home!" helmi's orders to Juan.
Margaret lowered her gaze and looked at Helmi. Helmi nodded slowly while smiling faintly.
"You can continue tomorrow." he said.
Margaret turned to look at Juan sitting back there. Just like Helmi, she nodded slowly.
Margaret sighed, then cleared her basin of water backwards. After returning, he grabbed his bag lying on the table.
"I'm eating food first, you haven't had dinner yet." said Margaret.
"Gue has done a little bit of Farhan" said Dion.
"Mending now you go home quietly, after all tomorrow see you again" Julian said.
Margaret was still staring at Helmi. He felt that the chaos this afternoon was caused by him. No one told him how the race could happen, until it ended like this.
"I'm sorry.." said Margaret.
"I told you, this has nothing to do with you" Helmi said.
"Well, I'm fine.it's not a big deal, I've had worse things than this" he continued.
John got up from his seat and led Margaret out.
"Gue go back first." said Juan.
"Die.." answered the three of them simultaneously.
"Please, don't be funny" Juan said without stopping his steps.
"Udah spit go there, my boss saw your face!" sahut Dion's.
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Margaret got off Juan's bike after the bike stopped. He didn't say anything, nor did he immediately go inside. He just sat down in front of Juan.
"It's not your fault." Juan said as he rubbed Margaret's head.
"There's Aunt Lim, right?" ask Juan.
Margaret nodded.
"If you go in, take a shower and rest. Don't forget to eat, you haven't eaten anything since noon, '" Juan said.
"Why?"
"You want me to hug? you used to always ask to be hugged if you were sad again" Juan said with a small laugh.
Margaret put her lips together, then gently smacked Juan's shoulder.
"Come here." call Juan.
"No, I'm going in. See you tomorrow." said Margaret wanted to escape.
But when he wanted to walk away, his steps stopped because Juan pulled his arm. Margaret turned around, "Don't prank me~" she protested.
"I'm a big boy, I don't get~"
Speech ceased. That warm and comfortable feeling calmed his heart that had been feeling troubled since.
Margaret closed her eyes, drowning her face in Juan's chest. Like charging a battery. A little, his worries disappeared.
"Did you forget, the last time I still held you like this." - Juan.
Margaret lifted her face and looked at Juan with her pouting face.
"It was high school, now I'm in college." she protested.
"Hey little boy, even so it was still a few months ago," Juan said, flicking his finger on Margaret's forehead.
Juan chuckled softly as Margaret frowned.
"You don't want to take off your arms?" juan asked as he spread out his hands, while his body was still tightly embraced by Margaret.
"Basic evil!" exclaims Margaret while hitting Juan's field chest.
Juan chuckles even more with Margaret's funny behavior.
"You've hurt my forehead, and now you're fooling me!"
"Is your forehead still hurting?" juan asked in his laughter.
"It still hurts!"
"Come here, I'll cure him.."
Margaret looked at him suspiciously, then shook her head and retreated her steps. Juan's smile began to fade, now only a serious expression remained on his face.
He approached Margaret, then placed his palm on Margaret's forehead. Margaret glanced up, looking at the large hand that was above her eyes.
"Bimsalabim." muttered Juan and pulled back his hand, and..
cup~
A kiss landed on Margaret's forehead.
"It doesn't hurt, does it?" juan said with his innocent smile. "I'm home, good night." he continued.
"You're fooling me again!" scream Margaret back there.