
"Didn't you get excited?" chayra asked as she looked at Alvian who was busy with the tablet in her hand.
"No, Chayra nodded then turned on the game in her uncle's living room to remove her boredom and forget about the problem.
For a moment Chayra's focus was distracted in the game in front of her, but then she regained her vague emotions by stomping her feet. Alvian was puzzled by his niece's very vague attitude, without caring for Chayra, Alvian immediately stood up from her seat and passed leaving Chayra alone in the family room.
"Ayahhh" cried Chayra but was ignored by Alvian.
Irritated, Chayra immediately came out of her uncle's house without saying goodbye to the master of the house. Cycling in an uncertain direction, Chayra just thinks he needs calm by breathing air while cycling.
Because he was upset and he was far enough away from cycling, Chayra now sits alone in a park in the middle of the city. Staring at the vehicle traffic from a distance, Chayra breathed a rough breath. Just about to get up, he turned his head when he felt someone calling his name.
"Chayra" looked at and immediately threw away his face. A person in front of him was confused when he saw the response of the girl he had just known for a few days. Without a reply, Chayra ran and took her bicycle back home. Just felt calm for a few minutes, now he regained his emotions when he saw the person who had made his heart goosebumps standing in front of him.
"What's wrong with that girl?" the man who was none other than Marcell looked at Chayra who was getting lost from his sight. Marcell flicked his shoulders and passed away without any intention of chasing after Chayra, because in his mind, Chayra was having problems and did not want to be disturbed. But Marcell was wrong because Chayra was heartbroken because of him.
"Why doesn't he come after me and explain everything" Chayra grumbled as she looked back occasionally.
Pedaling his bike is getting faster, because the focus of Chayra split Chayra hit the car that braked suddenly in front of him. Chayra was sitting on the side of the road with her knees hurt, her tears dripping, not because of pain in her knees but pain in her heart that had been restrained.
"I'm sorry? are you okay?" this voice again, the lowered Chayra straightened her head. He saw the man who was none other than Marcell was holding his shoulder and looking anxiously at him.
"Let's wait here, I'll take your bike" Chayra nodded and looked at Marcell, who was seen lifting his bicycle from the rear view mirror.
"Why did you get here?" Marcell started the car.
"Just take a walk" Chayra answered without looking at Marcell.
"Because it's far away from your house, I'll take you to my house to treat your wounds, if you leave your wounds too long it will irritate you and it's dangerous. I'll drive you home after treating your wounds" Chayra just nodded.
It did not take long, about 5 minutes finally Marcell car entered the gate of the two-story house with a modern design. Chayra stared at the flowers along the way after the gate to reach the main door. There are not many flowers at home, because her mommy is always busy in the hospital and there is no time to care for flowers.
Too focused on staring at the colorful flowers, Chayra until she did not realize if Marcell had gone down and opened the car door for her. Even Marcell did not tell him to walk, but instead directly carried him. Chayra's face flushed red as she saw the middle-aged woman staring at her at the end of the stairs.
"Mom" said Marcell and Chayra bowing respectfully to the middle-aged woman.
"Why son?" mother Marcell asked to look at the knee of Chayra who looks injured because her jeans were torn due to too hard falling.
"So Marcell braked suddenly ma'am, so Chayra hit Marcell's car" Marcell's explanation made Marcell's mother look directly at Marcel dannn's cynical eyes
"Ohhh what you're doing" ringis Marcell.