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Q3: ARES FERNANDEZ
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“You can't say that to Laura, Ares,” Cantika said with her gaze still fixed on the figure of Laura who was walking home, Cantika felt bad for Laura who came home after seeing Ares who laughed with her, especially by showing her upset face.
“Then what should I do?” ares asked, still eating the cake. “After all I feel something is strange.”
“Any how?”
“The attitude, looks exaggerated and made up, what happened to him? If it was interested in me it wouldn't be like. Do you understand or not? Ck, definitely not.”
Cantika was silent, she just remembered about Ares's cake basket in the garbage hole behind Laura's house. Indeed, Laura did not seem to like Ares sincerely, there was something that made the woman suddenly interested in Ares. But Cantika doesn't want to think negative, maybe it's in the trash because her dog took her out? But.., it feels impossible.
“Why are you daydreaming?”
“No,” said Cantika who took one milk that Ares brought and then drank it.
“Tika! Book angkot online!” the grandmother shouted from her mother Cantika's room.
“Tap mobile Cantika has not taken home Grandpa, Nek!”
“Use mine only,” said Ares pulled out his phone.
“Borrow from Layla!”
“Yes, this is already!”
And when Ares was ordering, Grandma came out pushing her Mama Cantika's wheelchair. Making Ares take a look, and the first time seeing the face of the woman who had given birth to Cantika.
She looks like Cantika, but in a more graceful version. And also full of calm, which makes Ares reluctant.
“Bu, introduce me Ares.”
“Hallo, Son Ares.”
“Ares help push yes, Nek.”
“Gak papa, Nak Ares,” said Mama Cantika stopped. “Mom can walk, just tired. It's okay, just accompany Cantika, she's been talking about you since childhood.”
“Mama,” whine Cantika.
“Layla where?”
“Rome,” reply Cantika.
“Then you two are here? No no, let's get out. Play outside,” said Grandma Cantika expel so that both of them are outside the house.
It could be bad if they were both here.
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And now Ares and Cantika are out of the house. Cantika who sat on the terrace and Ares who climbed the tree took the young mango as the Cantika wanted.
Cantika's gaze turned on Ares's uniform, the man now wears only a black shirt and with his school pants on. “Didn't tomorrow still wear that uniform?”
“Ck, you think I only have one?” ares prided himself while picking the raw fruit that Cantika wanted, occasionally the man swore softly as the ants continued to bite him. Do not forget Ares brought a bag of crackles so that the fruit does not fall.
From the top of the tree, Ares could see Cantika sitting playing with her fingernails. For a moment he stared at the girl who was younger than him, until he suddenly moved from his seat.
“Where are you going?”
“Take the knife first,” said Cantika went inside with legs that look in pain. It made Ares immediately down, he washed the young mango in the faucet next to the house.
“Located here,” said Cantika who came with plastic plates.
Ares did, he saw Cantika carrying so many tools to make sambal.
“You're gonna make what?”
“Rujak,” replied Cantika began to buy ingredients for her raw sambal, which consists of java sugar, a little terasi, cayenne pepper, salt and asem.
Ares clapped his little hands. “Wuaahhh, My Mommy always makes that, it's good for my good looks.”
“Peel the fruit,” said Cantika gave the order.
Ares happily did so, once in a while he stole a glance at Cantika who was busy stalling, not daring to look at her.
“You're mad at me or what? Why don't you see my face? What's wrong with you?”
“Because of my good looks?”
“Iya.”
“Say that correctly.”
“Because of your good looks.”
“Smart,” says Ares.
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Ares closed his eyes, feeling how the spicy sweet sour fruit covered by the spice ran down his throat. Really, Cantika overwhelmed him.
“You input how many cayenne seeds, Centini?” ares asked, stabbing one of the raw fruit that had been cut and then put it in the mouth.
Cantika looked at Ares while occasionally laughing to see how the man was spiciness, while he was still busy peeling other fruits.
“When are you going to eat? Leave that.”
“Sayang once again,” said Cantika who has not yet eaten his homemade rujak. Both are now on the porch of the house, sitting on black ceramics with views on the spacious old home page. “Call Laura.”
“For what? You're gonna ask him for a snack?”
“Take him to eat rujak.”
Ares was silent, his mouth still chewing. “You alone brought.”
“She likes you, you asked.”
“Already, we're alone.”
Cantika clucked, in fact he also did not like Laura too much since seeing the cart Ares discarded, Cantika was afraid Ares was hurt. But Cantika tries to think positively by imagining other options that make Laura throw the cake.
But for God's sake, the cake was whole.
“Ah…. I can't stand it. It's spicy,” said Ares standing and walking undisturbed under a mango tree. “Centini, this makes my stomach heartburn.”
“Eat this mango with salt only.”
Ares approached and obeyed what Cantika said, he took a few pieces of raw fruit that had not been stirred with herbs and sprinkled with salt. Ares ate it while walking here and there in the yard because it held the spicy.
“Have been lightened?” ask Cantika who started to enjoy her homemade poem alone.
“Lumayan,” Ares replied. “I don't want to eat that anymore, you're outrageous. Too spicy is not good for my handsome face.”
“Good, later I make a non-spicy for Ares.”
“Add a handsome word.”
“Yang handsome.”
Ares giggled happily, a moment later he whistled as a small mango fell on his head, it was as big as a thumb nail. “Wah... they fell out,” said Ares took a mango that first fell before growing up.
Then Ares breathed in the aroma. “Wah...., the aroma smells.” He turned to look at Cantika. “Centini, do you know this little mango scent is fragrant?”
“Entah, I've never smelled the scent.”
“Must be close like this. It is very fragrant, it's good un⸻SRUUPPP!”
Ares' eyes were round, he was breathing the little mango too strong to get into his nostrils and could not be reached by fingers. A second later, “Centini! Centini! Save my handsome face! Centini what if I die?! The centini mango went into my nostrils!”
Cantika immediately ran to meet Ares noisily. “Why? you're kenpa?” ask Cantika who is not listening clearly.
Then Ares turned back to show his nostrils. “The mango went into my nostrils! Aaaa! How's this?” whinek Ares panic.
“Calm down, relax. Does that make you have trouble breathing?”
“No, but my nose is big next door, Centini. I'm not handsome anymore, my fingers can't reach him, how is this? Aaaaaa... What should I do? My nostril is big next door.”
“If it doesn't make you have trouble breathing is okay,” Cantika said trying to calm down.
“But this makes my handsome face weird, Centini! Aaaaaa!”
“OK, okay, let's go to the hospital. Put on your jacket, I'll take you there.”
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TO BE CONTINUE