Ash-boss
Barrel House!

In class, another figure Eren continues to pay attention to every movement of the girl next to his stool. He stared then saw clearly when Laras glanced at him then looked down. Laras' hand fluttered as he returned another Eren figure noticed him. And the shout invited the whole class to turn towards Laras.

Another figure Eren was confused by the attitude Laras showed to his figure. Especially when the old hand pale and wrinkled was about to hold the book that fell from under his school desk over the attitude of gradag grudug Laras showed when his figure was watching.

It did not escape the attention of Aksara and Zara who were curious about the attitude Laras showed this morning in the school parking lot.

"What's wrong?" Eren stared in wonder. The same look that the other figure gave her to the girl beside him.

"It's okay!" he answered while lowering his head.

"What are you shouting, Larasathi?!" tegur Bu Ira, the teacher of Indonesian literature substitute for Mr. Dirto who died of a heart attack last school year.

"No, Ira ma'am. I'm sorry." Laras looked down and put some other books under his desk.

"Today you look weird?!" whispered Eren with a glitter Laras as soon as Eren showed himself as the guard.

"I'm not weird! You guys are weird!" laras replied calming himself with the change of the figure of the young man beside him.

"You guys?!" eren asked again trying to convince things what happened to Laras. "Me and the two friends in front of you mean?!" Eren dropped his gaze on Aksara and Zara when emphasizing the word in front of you to the girl beside him.

"Who else?" muttered Laras replied to Eren's statement.

The calm barrel finally boldly gazed in front of him where Ira was explaining a little about what would be learned and done in his ongoing lessons.

Hearing the girl's answer, the figure of the guard immediately returned to his true figure, a young man named Eren who became Laras' first friend at the beginning of this school in the even semester one year ago.

Eren looked at Aksara and Zara in a different way. Although still full of opposition, but according to Eren personally, the two creatures before him must also realize the peculiarities that Laras shows. In fact, they must realize that Laras is assuming they are no longer humans or friends who have accompanied in difficult times.

Eren let that one day pass him by. Delivering Laras back to his home after school, Eren stops Laras from getting out of his car as fast as he can in the parking lot this morning.

"Wait a minute!" Eren held Baras' hand. The girl starts to look riled up and shows discomfort in Eren's actions. Eren is showing another side of himself at the moment.

"Are you afraid of my figure?" the question that was thrown made Laras suddenly look at the other Eren figure with disbelief. There is a closeness that Laras felt to the question of another figure Eren. Repeatedly echoing sentences in Laras but with different time dimensions, the same figure and different places.

"I'm not afraid." Laras replied with a laugh. His feelings are strong and certain with what he says. "Who are you really?"

"Forget who I am." the figure of the guard took off his hand grip on Laras. "You can still remember your house, right?!" The figure of the guard was a little disappointed with the response and questions Laras on him.

"Yes!" laras replied, nodding slowly. The barrel prepared to descend once again the hand of the guard figure restrained itself. The figure of the guard again shows his true figure as Eren.

"You better not come home today!" prevent the figure who again showed himself as the young man who helped him to Laras. "Let's stay at my house for a while" he asked, considering the possibility of Laras forgetting about the deaths of his grandparents.

"My grandfather and grandmother would be worried if I didn't come home."

The Baras' answer made Eren increasingly hold Laras not to get out of his car. Until the sound of the rice barrel falling was heard by Laras from the direction of the kitchen of his house which was behind the wall where Eren stopped his car.

"Grandma!" The reflexive barrel immediately took Eren's hand off and got out of the car as fast as he could. Laras immediately opened the gate of his house which was only as high as his chest and then ran towards the outside kitchen in panic.

His back followed Eren in silence. Preparing to see Laras' tears break or watching the girl's confusion due to the absence of her grandparents who had died eight months ago.

His grandmother's smile saw her grandson return home after a night without news. In addition, the grandmother saw Laras delivered by a young figure who for the grandmother had saved the only grandchild he had.

Eren speechless. He had no idea of the changes that had happened in just one night.

Eren then looked around and found the figure of the grandfather resting on the porch of his room while fanning himself with a hat he always used in delivering newspapers and doing some other work in the store near the street major.

"How are you, son?" greet Laras' grandfather to Eren who is still speechless with changes that he still designs possibilities.

"Good news, cake." replied Eren smiling a little stiffly.

The grandfather of mangosteen.

"Sit down first." asked the grandfather. "Grandfather will ask Laras to make a drink." the grandfather passed by Eren who was still silent in his confusion but followed what his grandfather Laras asked.

Eren chose to sit on the front porch of the room Laras. He noticed from a distance how Laras helped the grandmother clean some rice scattered on the kitchen floor because the grandmother accidentally dropped her spoon when going to close the rice place in front of her.

"Grandma don't get too tired, how will grandma get sick?"

"Yes, Son!" replied the grandmother while spitting out a little of her typical laughter.

Baras smiled relievedly looking at that. He continued to greet his grandfather who was asking Laras to prepare a drink on the figure of Eren who was enjoying his confusion on the front porch of the room Laras.

From that distance, Laras saw the figure of Eren who was also staring at him. This time it was Eren who looked confused. Although not too showing it, but Laras realized there was something that disturbed the young man's mind when he saw the family scenery he had in his home.

"Please!" Laras presents a glass of soy milk on the figure of Eren. The milk he had just reheated and let Eren drink it without feeling the heat at all.

"Only those I have!" said Baras suddenly. "If you take them from me, I'm not ready at all!" the addition of the sentence Laras made Eren rewind his thoughts about Laras who was currently sitting in front of him.

"I have no control whatsoever over their souls." replied Eren as he sipped the soy milk that Laras served him.

"Good..." Laras got up from his seat then approached his grandparents who were chatting with unusual in the kitchen room is quite small.

"Have my grandparents had lunch?" ask Laras ceria. He forgot for a moment some of the creatures that were blocking and disturbing him since this morning. "Do you want to eat something? I'll cook it for you?!"

"Don't bother, better change your uniform first and don't leave your friend just like that when he visits." the grandmother answered and encouraged the granddaughter to hurry to do what she told her granddaughter.

"Yes, grandma!" laras replied doing what the grandmother had told him.

"I changed for a while and will be back soon" he told Eren.

"No need. I'll go home now." replied Eren who got up from his seat. After expressing his gratitude to his grandparents Laras for being allowed to visit, Eren then came out of the courtyard of the house with something that slightly stuck his mind.

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