
The atmosphere in the room was suddenly silent after the departure of the Tristan-Melly couple. Ghevin himself looks still silent sculpting. Seeing Ghevin's situation like that, Rani finally took the initiative to do something to melt the atmosphere.
"Well, it's just the two of us who have to spend all this food" Rani said in a tone made as cheerful as possible.
Ghevin did not react. He's still quiet. Looks like Rani can't turn Ghevin's attention to food.
"It's not wrong you, Ghev, if Amanda seeps it," comforted Rani.
Hearing Amanda's name, Ghevin reacted. "Lo know Amanda?" tanyakanya.
"Gue met him once" said Rani. "Two times anyway, actually, if calculating our unintentional meeting at Garuda High School. But then Amanda didn't see me."
Ghevin went back to silence for a moment, then suddenly said, "Lo can also assume I don't have a heart if you want to, Ran."
Rani flabbergasted. "Gue never thought you were," said Rani quickly. "Lo left Amanda, but if he was stronger, it wouldn't be that bad."
"I actually knew how he was after I left him" Ghevin said. "But despite knowing, I decided not to care. Because until I care, I'm getting harder and harder to forget."
Does Ghevin really love Amanda? Has she been flirting with girls to help her forget Amanda?
Rani's head suddenly dizzy. He did not like the direction of the conversation. He doesn't want to talk about Amanda. But Ghevin rarely wants to express his heart like that. If not now, there might not be another chance to hear about Amanda directly from Ghevin. According to Rani, Amanda is her enemy. In order to defeat the enemy, he must know his weakness first.
"How did you know Amanda at first?" rani asked to know.
"We have the same friends" Ghevin replied. "When our friend was a birthday, he killed us, and that's where we met. We were acquaintances and inductees of HP numbers, and since then we have been in frequent contact-rebellion. Not long after that I shot him and we were together."
"Who is their friend?"
It feels like Rani wants to meet him and rub the guy's nose with the remote, just so she knows how upset Rani is with him for having met her heart adoration with that fragile girl—Amanda.
"So how do you know she's Tristan's sister?" ask Rani again.
"My body again won't let him go home" replied Ghevin. "I've often told her she's coming home without knowing it's Tristan's house. But one day we went home with Tristan, and that's when I found out he was Tristan's sister. From there, I sent him a WhatsApp message. Put him down."
Ghevin nodded. "Gue knew it was a bit cruel" he said. "Gue just didn't want to see her again. But he couldn't understand, and instead bombarded me with WhatsApp messages and phones, and even came to me. I chose not to respond to her and let her go until she was tired of herself."
It's only natural that Amanda couldn't understand, because their relationship must have been happy when Ghevin left her. Actually there is something that makes Rani curious about it, and Rani decided to ask.
"So Amanda's not Tristan's sister, are you still going to be the same as her until now?"
Ghevin. "Maybe," he said.
"OK enough. I'm nyerah. Stop talking about Amanda. There is no benefit other than the pain of my heart."
Rani finally stopped asking questions, and Ghevin did not say anything more. They were silent and immersed in each other's thoughts.
"We better eat now" Ghevin said at last, breaking the silence.
Where can Rani eat now, after hearing about Amanda. His appetite seemed to disappear. But to appreciate Ghevin, Rani also forced herself to eat something for a bite.
"Salt chicken is delicious" Ghevin said, putting a piece of chicken on Rani's plate. "David it."
Rani bites the chicken, chews it, and then screeches. "Yes, you're right!" yells. "It's so delicious!"
Ghevin laughed at Rani's reaction. Rani was embarrassed. Okay, the salt chicken is delicious, but it seems that Rani is exaggerating in expressing it.
Ghevin's laughter is contagious to Rani. If you are ashamed, you better laugh at yourself. Rani's feelings slowly began to improve, and she was able to enjoy the food at the table.
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(Connected)