DIFFERING
Chap 31 (Grand)

...Will the story of the teenage boy be forever made as a memory? But, if the story of the teenager is knitted for a future that binds without letting go - can I ask that our story stay together forever? ...

The morning was very crowded even though it was not the Monday they were facing. This week is with people who are enjoying their time on vacation. Spend some time resting their minds for a moment. Not spared from two different generations who are still enjoying the journey. After the motor slowly stopped right at its destination - the two stepped side by side with one life still holding its laughter. Until the life next to him is clucking dislike.

"Ck, if you want to laugh, laugh again Brother."

Hearing that, Zoya then laughed without caring for some people around who looked at her strangely. While Varo was shuffling indistinctly. "It hurts my stomach - I'm tired of laughing," said Zoya still with the rest of her laughter.

"Laughter Brother. Laugh to the fullest" said Varo then stepped ahead of Zoya who soon followed.

"Who did you make me laugh."

Zoya stared once again at Varo's appearance from top to bottom. Until the tickle of his stomach is back present. Holding back the laughter broke until Varo heard the nagging sound. "Udah dong Kak. Varo's so embarrassed that I think it's this!."

"Loyak clothes fugitive who again disguise me ngakak," said Zoya then lowered Varo's black hat even deeper.

How not, since Varo picked up earlier - Zoya had already held back her laughter so as not to offend the child. Zoya obviously does not want the plan to disperse the streets just because of the clothes that Varo wears.

Where all his clothes are black. Wearing a black jacket, black hat, and a black masket. And-the reason is clear because of the bruises all over the point of his face. There's no way Varo is exposing it all in public that's actually putting him in the spotlight.

"Because it's been mending times, brother. Than later the face of Varo so the attention of many who like at first sight is not even epic if the story is so. Kasian later rival Kak Zoya many."

"Idih, why am I a rival to take you! Oh, uh."

"Is that really okay? All of you, Varo, find Cecan here. Must be a lot of pretty girls, you know as far as Varo's paradise bookstore girls."

"Varo's clothes are also supportive. Berdemage. All-black. Mysteriously. Why do you Kak, many people like it if men wear black clothes, there are many girls who like it?" continued Varo.

Zoya's eyebrows swooped up. What the hell try, why discuss the no-no? Bring the girls again. He went there for a vacation looking for his favorite novel. Not helping the kid find CECAN!

"God! Don't be so smart. Berdemage nutmeg lo peyang! Even in fear of girls seeing you like this."

Desire Varo chimed, but did not realize his second step until in front of the door Gramedia. With a friendly welcome from the male officer standing guard at the door. The two smile kindly, then enter a place that has always been a favorite for Zoya.

"I didn't think I could come here the same lo," said Zoya's voice so lightly. Until the arch was lifted by Varo.

"Well, is this the first time Zoya's sister has been here? Same with Varo again?," he asked with sparkling eyes that answered the face of Zoya.

"Udah come with me! Don't stray. Who will trouble me."

Varo chuckles, eventually trailing behind Zoya through every bookshelf.

"So, Zoya likes Novel?" said Varo.

Zoya looked at me. Back to sort the milah of books that in fact all have entered the list of favorites. How can I choose one of them? Want to buy it, he realized the nominal money is not much.

For quite a while, Zoya nodded.

"Tuh Kak, very beautiful mbak her. Varo there yes, say hello for a while or do not ask for his WA number all," said Varo while pointing at two girls who were opposite.

Zoyamengercut lips. Then it grabbed Varo's arm to pinch until the empress grimaced in pain. "Let's go if you dare to ask for no WA! If I succeed I will give you what you want."

And in the second that followed, Zoya deeply regretted her words. He forgot, forgot that Varo was a very determined Varo. Varo also likes to do things. Behold, the boy unhappily consented to Zoya's words. Then without being able to prevent Zoya, Varo steps closer to the two girls.

"Damn, isn't the kid shitting or what? Shameful I know not" muttered Zoya who then hid her body. Fortunately there was a shelf that hid it enough. From the cracks of the shelf, Zoya can see the interaction of the three until Varo handed HP to one of the girls.

"That's a really nice kid! Nyesel I brought you here. You crocodile!."

"Thank you, ma'am," said Varo who can still be heard Zoya. After that, Zoya sees the two girls smiling and leaves from there.

Varo looked at Zoya who had appeared to reveal her head with a reddened face. "Nih Kak, already got the number," said Varo when he arrived beside Zoya with a big smile that the girl could not see because it was covered in a mask.

"I'm not crazy, you can get a Cecan number. True also yes, find a girl in Gramedia it will not be in vain. If gini, often bring Varo here huh Brother."

"Lo is crazy!."

Zoya's screech along with the leg he carried away from Varo who laughed with satisfaction. "Funny look at it," murmured Varo then followed Zoya who had been lost in the rows of shelves.

"Sir, inget loh ya promise to follow the will of Varo if it can no WA mbak beautiful earlier," said Varo when Zoya stopped, again sorting out the books of novels that dazzle the eyes.

Zoya is silent not chiming. In fact, half of her heart was now no longer in good fashion. "Yes yes, brother! It has to be kabulin, I promise you. Later that night Varo asked, don't forget online."

Zoya glanced cynically. Cluck before stepping onto the next shelf.

...)( ...

Those eyes were observing his already messy surroundings. The living room was full of liquor bottles as well as snacks. Recalling the events of last night where he became the babu for them demons disguised as humans. Serving to buy everything they need without any objection. Because there, he had no voice to hear. In fact, just a little bit of his voice came out could be one of his body that became a victim. With steady steps, the foot was walking to take a sip as well as a broom to clean up all the mess.

Just throwing plastic waste into the trash can, a shout from the upper room made Vero inevitably leave the process for a while.

"It was called long! Don't know what I'm thirsty for?!."

The loud voice greeted Vero when he was on the doorstep of Juna's room. The boy came downstairs before saying to wait a little. While Juna, back to lay himself. To sit down, the world feels spinning.

Vero once thought, until when will he be like this. Being a coward behind his fear of threats from Juna. Where Juna said the first time he entered the house.

"Don't argue with what I want. If not, Bokap same twin brother lo who will be the fall."

From there, Vero still dared to retaliate against Juna's threat. However, the next day he regretted underestimating Juna's unkempt speech. How he panicked to see Genandra who almost dropped due to soy allergy. And it all started from Juna who mix soybeans that have become powder into Genandra food. Really, that's where Vero's fear doesn't play games.

"Do you know how close I am?."

Vero was silent, biting his deep lips firmly. Resisting the anger that from earlier he was quiet.

"Gue can make Bokap lo crumble more than this. So, don't mess around, okay?!," continued Juna then left after patting Vero's shoulder.

Vero observes Genandra still being closed. And he never told anyone until now. Including Varo.

Back to Vero who had handed a pot of water and his glass on the nightstand. Then turned around until his steps were stifled when Juna's voice intruded.

"Don't go where! I can't walk like this because of your twin. If I need anything I ask."

"Bikinin me meat soup. Make yourself! Just be careful if you buy," continued Juna without looking. Keep your back on Vero with your eyes closed.

One tired breath just came out of Vero. "Lo make a problem what else Bang?," murmured Vero and closed the door slowly.

At the end of the last staircase the sound of knocking on the door made Vero frown. A second later, he took his quick steps towards the door. "Yes for a minute!."

"Hallo Vero!," shouted the girl who was now grinning widely.

"What's going on here?."

"You play. Bosen at home, during the sunday. From booring I come here deh," he replied lightly.

Vero still showed his surprised look with both eyebrows fused together. Still standing in the middle of the door without giving the guest a gap to enter.

"Hello! I wasn't told to go in?" he waved in front of Vero's face, which made the master blink.

"Do you know who I'm moving from?."

"Know from aunt Miranti. It was a little home, but you didn't exist."

"Sorry, Mama doesn't know the address of this house. You know from Varo, right?."

That girl - Jeslyn flirting. Avoiding the bullying stares that lead to him.

"Em that's anu-."

"Don't tell me you told Varo?!."

Shit, I forgot this one kid's brain can't be lied to. Basic Varo, if I think I'm the one who has to turn the brain, inner Jeslyn.

Vero was still silent, looking at every inch of Jeslyn's face. While the master still maintained his haughty gaze. Though there is an abnormal beat that makes it die of lice. Staring at Vero as closely as that was a rare thing as long as he befriended the guy.

"Ekhmm most Varo who told aunt Miranti," Jeslyn's alibi.

"Ck, I've come here anyway want to find a friend let's not be bosen! You even have an interrogation. Don't you want to take me as a guest?."

It took a few seconds until Vero nodded his head. Then shift his body so that Jeslyn can go inside. However, when the net caught the many green bottles scattered again - his hand pushed Jeslyn's body until the boy complained with Vero's body again standing in the middle of the door.

"Wait a minute! Don't come in until I open the door again!."

"Eh Vero! Bukain woy's! It's really hard to leave me here" cried Jeslyn as she banged on the door that Vero had locked from the inside.

Deftly, the boy's hand stuffed all the bottles into a scraping bag. After it felt all was clean, he ran to pick up the fragrance, then sprayed throughout the room.

"Hahh done!."

Jeslyn knocked violently on the door with the curse he made. For a few seconds the host opened the door. Which was immediately greeted by scolding from the girl who had played in without the need for him to please.

"Why is it?! Really long!."

"Grottling!."

Jeslyn swerved not like it. Without a care Vero who stepped towards the kitchen with him sat himself in a long sofa.

"Lo Ver's real home" jeshlyn chirped Vero in the kitchen to a chortle. How not to smell, Vero just sprayed the fragrance so that the smell of alcohol was not smelled.

Jeslyn smiled seeing Vero come carrying a tray filled with orange juice with dry bread. "Well, you have a custom of visiting too."

"Gue ain't you!."

Jeslyn did not respond, took a glass and poured the orange juice and straightened it up. Not yet had Jeslyn's voice opened, the scream from above made him snarl.

"Woy where's my food?!."

The two pairs of netra are clashing against each other. Before Vero normalized his agitated gaze then answered the loud voice as well with a shout. "Yes Bang wait!."

"Jes, I want to cook first. There is no one at home. So you have to make your own breakfast," said Vero slightly set word for word. So that Jelsyn does not suspect that he is being a servant of the demon man.

"Oh, who was that?."

"My stepdad. Is it okay to cook first?."

"Lo want to cook? Can you?."

Yes yes too. I never cook, Vero.

Seeing that Vero was silent, Jeslyn knew what the boy was thinking. "Gue help cook yuk!."

Jeslyn stood up excitedly. Vero stared at the girl. "Well, can you cook?."

Vero complained when the story of Jeslyn landed on his head. "Take the question back."

"I often help my mom in the kitchen. Not like you, it's just doang!."

"Udah ayok, Abang lo angry!," continued Jeslyn pulled Vero's hand.

Unbeknownst to Jeslyn, Vero silently smiled.

...)( ...

The smile continued to expand observing the creation of God in front of him. Already for half an hour they enjoy lunch at one of the dining places in the mall that they visit all day. Until the netra of the two fight each other, making the opponent's gaze turn fierce.

"Gapain look-look?."

"Mubazir Kak to be ignored," replied Varo lightly. But after that Varo's voice turned into a groan when the tablespoon landed in his hand.

"Sin knows! Zina's eyes" said Zoya who made Varo pursed her lips.

"Zina what's that eye? How sins?."

Varo's innocent question left Zoya speechless. There was no longer the fierce gaze he had just shown a moment ago. Until the sound of the dhuhur adhan disperse his daydream that had damaged his mood again.

"Adzan Brother. Pray here or go straight home?."

"Salat here, yes" Zoya replied and then moved from her chair. Followed by Varo who was behind with his mind back to wake him up. About the flow ahead of which he had not yet thought.

"Where do you want to wait?" asked Zoya to slow down to align with Varo.

"Come on Zoya's sister."

"Are you really waiting in front? Don't look for a seat, I'm samperin if it's done."

"No need to wait in front of the enemy. Here's Varo's bag of bawain."

Zoya relented, giving the bag and the paper bag to Varo. Arriving in front of the Mushala, Varo really waited there. Fortunately, beside the door of the mosque, there was a place for him to sit.

I don't know why it hurts so much if keinget same faith we are different. Though I do not know this love lasts until when, inner Varo.

Varo regained his senses as the tremors from inside his pocket roared. And Jeslyn's name is on top. It turned out that the response that Varo was able to handle was his expedition. The hand crept firmly into the device that began to dim.

Jeslyn

Var, I've been at Vero's house since this morning. There's something you should know, I can't stand talking to you. Just so you know, Vero's stepbrother almost hit Vero if not I shouted. Just because my cooking does not taste good he is very angry with Vero. Gedeg really know that I am not the same person, from the way he snapped Vero aja already seen that all this time his behavior is not much different rude to Vero.

I'm afraid of Var. But you calm down, I will often go there to find out. But Vero told me not to play anymore.

Sorry, I haven't put the camera. Not to mention, I was immediately kicked out of the same twin because of the incident earlier.

"Var, why are you?."

Varo was surprised, looking at Zoya who was already in front of him. Minutes passed only he used to burn the fire inside there which became more and more. To the point of not being able to hide it from Zoya who is looking at him suspiciously.

"Ah is okay, brother. Done already? Go home or take a walk?."

"really okay? I'm angry again, why? Tell me Var!."

Varo shook his head repeatedly. Raising the corner of his lips. Then I said everything was okay.

"Jaudah, come home."

"Wouldn't you like to go somewhere else?."

"Udah enough. Later if the soy sauce asthma lo relapse."

"Ciee is worried?" said Varo with a careless smile that managed to make Zoya's cheeks heat up.

"Not worried! I don't want to do repotin. Who will drive if you get sick?."

"Ck, tell me Kak. Don't be embarrassed."

"Varo?!," growled Zoya's sharp glare that was further avenged by Varo's laughter.

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Aaaaa want curhatt can yaa🥺

Actually from last night on Monday I came to Varo in Dreams...I can't believe this time he's been dreaming. Geez, I don't know what to sampein, but in the dream he cried but I'm even jutek, moga tenangg there ya Varo🥺 Thanks have come, here many doain you kok, moga tenangg, hug from far Varo🤗

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