
"Actually I'm trying to forget the story of my past there Raf," said Aira who seemed not ready to share her past story with others. Only Abi and his parents knew of his bitter past.
"Okay, but if you need a storymate, I'm ready, Ay."
Aira saw earnestness in the eyes of the guy whose hair was partially dyed blonde.
"Do you know why people including you, think I'm a delinquent?" asked Rafka who was now looking straight ahead, instead of looking at Aira who was sitting next to her.
"Because you are like that, Raf," Aira replied fearlessly.
"Because my papi used to say that I'm a useless child, I shouldn't have been born, and you know, it's kind of like your own parents' trash, it hurts a lot, Ay," clearly Rafka who was as strong as heart held tightness in her chest. All this time he had been quite obedient to his father, but the favoritism shown by his papa made Rafka long ago turn increasingly wild uncontrollably.
"Rafka, you ...."
"Don't feel sorry for me Ay, maybe this is my destiny, so the child that my own papa doesn't expect" Rafka said.
Aira who was initially reluctant to share her story, slowly began to arise a sense of comfort because of experiencing almost the same fate. He begins to think about telling Rafka his past.
"You know, Raf. I used to live in an orphanage. My life was very hard, I was adopted but I was tortured and used as a maid with my adoptive parents. Luckily I was able to escape and return to the home. Not only that, I was bullied at school because I had no parents, many made fun of me. In fact, I've almost been told*sa with my schoolmate." Aira felt without burden when she told Rafka.
"Well, you don't have to be afraid, no matter what happens, I will always be there for you. Although I'm brandal, but about women I never mess around, Ay."
"I used to be ugly, kusem, kuel, would you still like me if you knew me long ago." Aira shows a photo of her past, wondering if Rafka can accept Aira as she is.
"You're beautiful, you've been beautiful. I don't think much has changed from this photo, you're still beautiful Ay," praised Rafka who was not surprised in the least after seeing photos of Aira's past that are very different from her current appearance.
"You're the big pinter fighting." Aira nodded with a smile.
"No, I'm not fighting. Ay, I like you for who you are, even if you go back to your old appearance, I still like you" replied Rafka.
It was getting late in the afternoon, two teenagers who had just shared his bitter story. Like a rainbow after a storm, the two teenagers laughed at each other and lost some of their weight.
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Rafka and Aira have just arrived at Aira's house when Rafka sees her papa car in Aira's yard. The guy who still wears his school uniform knows, surely his papa wants to talk about Aira's matchmaking problem with Revan.
"It looks like a guest, Raf," Aira said after getting off the Rafka bike.
"That's my papa's car, Ay." Rafka took off his helmet, his face looking moody as he might soon miss the chance to have Aira.
"But you're here, you're not going in?" ask Aira who still does not understand about her match plan with Revan.
"Ay, I'd like to ask you again. My chance to stay this time. You don't want to be my girlfriend, Ay?" ask Rafka.
"Rafka, we still have a lot of time, we just go first, yes" replied Aira.
"Yes, please! Answer now Ay, I'll be happy with you, I promise." Rafka pleads with Aira.
"I don't want you to be with Revan Ay" Rafka said desperately. His hopes were dashed if Ayra rejected him again.
"Why should I be the same, Revan? Raf, I'll ask your permission, if you allow me, I'll accept you Raf," Aira said trying to return a smile on Rafka's face, hoping that his words can eliminate the sense of despair that now affects Rafka's mind.
"Well, as long as you don't have anyone else, I'll still wait for your answer. I'm coming home, Ay," said Rafka.
After saying goodbye, Rafka leaves Ayra at her house. Actually he hesitated as well as afraid, if today was his last day with Aira. If only Aira had chosen Revan, she would have backed away from her fight for the girl of her dreams.
"Hati-hat, Raf." Aira waved at Rafka who had already walked out of the gate of her house.
After that, Aira entered the house, through the side door that went straight to the kitchen because he did not want to disturb guests who he knew were the Rafka family.
Mama Sofia was preparing a drink in the kitchen, it seemed like the Rafka family had just arrived at her house.
"Aira, you're home, son. Here help Mama take this to the living room, there is Aunt Dinda and Om Rizal, same Kak Revan as well," said Mama Sofia while moving the tray containing the drink into Aira's hands.
"Yes, Ma, but after this I want to go to Ma's room" Aira replied.
Mama Sofia frowned, then shook her head quickly and said, "You meet them first, someone wants to talk to you too."
Aira said she delivered the drink to the guests who came to her house. Revan smiled as he saw the arrival of Aira who was carrying a drink.
"Ra, you just got home?" ask Abi who also entertained Revan and his parents.
"Yes, go with Rafka." Aira served one drink at a time to everyone in the living room.
Aira remembered what Rafka had told her about her favoritism. Still recorded clearly in his memory when he saw the sadness on Rafka's face, and it made him follow upset with his papa Rafka.
"You're going with Rafka?" ask Papi Rizal.
"Yes, Om. Rafka had just returned home," Aira replied casually.
"Aira, here sit down, dear," ordered Mama Sofia who was immediately obeyed by Aira.
"So, should we just tell Aira?" ask Papi Rizal.
"Let me talk to Zal. Aira, papa and Om Rizal have a plan to match you up with Nak Revan, you agree, right?" asked the real Papa Thomy still a little hesitant to say it.
"Pa, I'm more comfortable with Rafka than with Revan. Rafka's not as bad as you think, Pa, Ma."
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Good afternoon gaess, duh why the groove is so sad gini yes 🥲🥲🥲 Though usually I make uwu uwu, uwu, you know hopefully later chapter 20 and above I can make uwu 😅😅😅
Don't forget the thumb 😘😘😘