
Radit raised his right hand and gently rubbed the top of Khaira's head with his right hand. "Be careful, yeah..."
Khaira's frozen body is treated in such a way by Radit. Even though it was only a stroke in his head, but why his impulsive and sudden actions could always surprise Khaira.
Khaira calmed her heart that was beating faster than her threshold. "Yes Mas, I'm saying goodbye." he said without looking at Radit.
"Hmm, careful. I'll be home Saturday afternoon."
Thus the two separated, taking the opposite path. Just as love does not match, so do Radit and Khaira who both have to separate at that time.
***
Saturday, which Radit promised to invite Khaira to watch football in one of the cafes arrived.
Saturday afternoon, Radit had sent a message that later in the afternoon he would pick up Khaira at home.
[To: Khaira]
[Let's go to the house in the afternoon.].
[The game was 8pm, right?]
[Wait for ya.].
Khaira who read the message from Radit only scrunched her forehead.
"This is why people since a few days when they meet, call themselves 'Mas' try? Persambet or what the hell?" muttered Khaira in the heart as her fingers rubbed the screen of her phone.
Khaira slowly replies to Radit's message.
[Yes.].
Short reply.
But for some reason, Khaira seemed unsure of the promise Radit gave her that he would invite her to watch a football match. However, because Radit had also sent him a message so Khaira began to prepare for bathing, shampooing, and even he was seen to be choosing to wear a Jersey which, because Khaira has a lot of Manchester United Jersey collection, he said, his favorite team since childhood.
This Saturday seemed to be a date time for Khaira, so the girl made various preparations. His heart was also eagerly awaiting the arrival of Radit.
The time had already shown at 4pm, but there had been no sign of Radit's arrival. Eventually Khaira decides to keep herself busy in the kitchen, wanting to make Macaroni & Cheese, which she might later share with Radit once the man arrives.
Busyness in the kitchen makes Khaira not expect anxious waiting for the arrival of Radit, but it does not feel the afternoon.
"It's almost 6pm why hasn't he come yet? What is not so, if not so why not give the news." muttered Khaira in the heart while storing Macaroni & Cheese into a container.
Long wait finally, Khaira chose to return to the room to check the phone. His forehead was wrinkled because there was no message at all from Radit, while the time was getting late.
Time continued to run until 8 pm, the time should have started his favorite football match kick-off now, but Radit did not come even send him a message was not. Eventually Khaira decides to no longer wait for Radit. Dismissing his hopes again and again. Expecting the impossible is heartbreaking.
"I know more and more who I am to you, Mom. Again you make a promise above disbelief. You promised, you disavowed. And, how stupid of me to believe your promise." Khaira smiled bitterly as she laid herself on her bed.
***
A few hours ago at Radit and Felly's house.
At around 4pm, Radit was preparing to wear a red Manchester United jersey. The man was preparing to pick up Khaira at his home, as he promised Khaira would watch a football match at the cafe.
Felly who saw Radit preparing to leave, suddenly act out. The woman suddenly became ill and asked Radit to accompany her.
"Where are you going Ay?" ask Felly to Radit who is preparing to wear his shoes.
"You watch football, my favorite club plays tonight. I'm wearing Jersey, so I'm going to watch football. Not anywhere. Why?" reply Radit lightly and he will indeed watch football and he plans to invite Khaira to watch together.
"Don't go dong Ay, I just came home from work cooking you go anyway? Temenin I dong." Felly whines while holding Radit's arm.
Radit rubbed his face, "I'm out for a minute watching football can't Yang? Besides, Monday to Friday I'm working, I just want to watch football."
"Don't go dong, Ay... I'm kangen... This week you go home the night. I'm busy working, and the rest of the room is also overtime. Are you not the same as me?" suddenly Felly cries, which makes Radit confused.
"Why are you crying Yang? Are you mad because I want to go watch football?" radit asked with a huffed face.
Felly shook his head. "No.." he said with tears in his eyes. "My stomach hurts, Ay. I might have relapsed." He said as his hands held his stomach.
Radit who knows that Felly does have stomach ulcers, Radit suddenly became worried.
"Yes, I'm not leaving. I'm keeping you here. What do I need, let me find it?" said Radit while rubbing Felly's back.
"I want chicken porridge, Ay. Isn't there a chicken porridge at this hour?" Still Felly spoke while whining in front of Radit.
"Yes, because you asked me to get chicken porridge for you. I lie down, rest first. Let me get him the chicken porridge. Wait for me, don't go anywhere."
Radit leads Felly into his room, then he turns on his motorcycle and searches for a chicken porridge seller.
While in the room, Felly laughs, easily tricking Radit.
"You're too easily fooled, Ay. Sorry, I just don't want to make you meet anyone including that little boy. Haha.... My password worked, Ay. And, you're already completely in my grasp. I can easily control you, Ay." Felly said with a laugh and wiped away her tears which turned out to be only theatrical tears.
Apparently stomach ache due to an ulcer is just a play that Felly did so Radit canceled his plan to watch a football game. Once again Felly makes a trick to keep Radit out.
Radit who was circling on his motorcycle only focused on finding a seller of chicken porridge and stomach ulcers that currently suffered Felly.
His mind was completely distracted, until he forgot to tell Khaira that the event out tonight was off.
Again, Radit did not know that there Khaira had been anxiously awaiting his arrival since the afternoon. Radit forgot to send a message to Khaira.