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Part Twenty-Four: The Idle Life
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There was a disturbance between Fufy and Ardha. Earlier, the Mantra was made at a loss for words by Ardha. The words that Ardha uttered were very spicy. Fufy himself first heard it.
It has been a long time since the departure of the Mantra, now only the two of them live in the Field. Aided by the starlight, Fufy could see Ardha's head not wearing her gift hat.
Unable to hide disappointment, Fufy chose to wait for an invitation on the road. Her father must have picked Amara up from tutoring. Fufy admits his father has changed a lot.
"It's 8 o'clock." Fufy is surprised that Ardha pushes his bike and follows him.
"I'm anterine to the house" said Ardha, "don't refuse, will you?"
Fufy stopped his steps. He did not see clearly Ardha's face, but clearly Ardha's voice was typical of a frightened person.
"Your motor is out of gas?" Fufy asked.
It is strange if Ardha offers a ride, while he himself is pushing his motorbike which is like being damaged.
Ardha cleared his throat loudly, "Look, this is to invite you."
"meaning?"
Then Ardha turned on his motorbike, then drove around Fufy. Fufy frowned at the confusion as well as feeling dizzy.
"Ardha?!" Ardha stopped in front of Fufy, "ayo riding. No more rejection."
Fufy's been agitated to contact his father. She was afraid that Camara would come to the training ground. Fufy couldn't reach Camara.
It's all because of Ardha. A cold guy who's been acting weird lately. All of a sudden it's good, then it's weird. Now, instead of driving home, Ardha takes Fufy to a bookstore.
It's Sunday night. Fufy has a family gathering schedule tonight. Then, suddenly Ardha had entered without inviting him. Fufy is waiting for you Ardha in the parking lot.
To be honest, he was also embarrassed to go inside. With this facial condition, Fufy just wears a mask. Fufy took the butterfly clamp from her bag.
"Hey, you need an Olympic book?" Ardha came out to ask.
"Yes?" Ardha made it clear, "the olympic tomorrow, right? You don't need it?"
Ardha spoke from the shop door. With his mouth covered with a mask, Fufy's voice sounded small. Fufy shook his head in response. She must have been brought a book by her father tonight.
Then, Ardha walked into the store again, without speaking again. How strange. Think Fufy. Butbut wait. How does Ardha know he's going to the Olympics tomorrow?
It's not like that. But, Ardha must have recognized himself as a lazy student of learning. That's obvious isn't it, if it's the passing of the zodiac book that Fufy reads every day?
Seeing the butterfly clasps attached to her hair through the Ardha motorbike rearview, Fufy smiled. The matter that passed by a while ago, when Amara suddenly got angry with him, it was obviously because of this thing.
Until now Fufy did not know who the perpetrator had thrown dozens of butterfly flops given Ardha. Now there are ten flops that Fufy has. The clamp was wasted and had been transported by the garbage carrier.
Fufy also just found out that Amara had known Ardha for a long time. At that moment, Amara explained angrily.
"Ardha bela-belain to my subscription bouquet shop. He helped the employee there to make a bouquet of butterfly flops."
Fufy didn't expect Ardha to do that. At that moment, Fufy thought Ardha liked him. For now, maybe that feeling has worn off.
"Why bengong?" Fufy spontaneously stepped back in shock at the presence of Ardha in front of him.
Since when? Ardha pulled out a thick book. It's called "About the Astronomical Olympics."
"This is a book for you. Learn backyard material. The first page is definitely you learn," said Ardha.
Ardha refused, "Don't get paid. It's as an apology from me."
Fufy doesn't understand. "I'm sorry?"
"I didn't mean to ignore you. For a moment, I was disappointed." Fufy said, "this book doesn't need to be studied tonight. I hope you keep it well. Astronomy and Astrology."
Astrology. Fufy started to like that smell. "You coming too?" Ardha nodded.
"of course. Part of physics of course. The spirit! You can do it, Sagittarius." Fufy diam—terpana with Ardha.
Can Fufy admit it? He felt a strange feeling.
"Cancer freak." Ardha chuckled, "i'm not necessarily winning tomorrow. I don't do well in academics."
Ardha heard no likes. "Who say you don't do well? You are the champion in my heart" said Ardha. Realized, Ardha covered a embarrassed face.
Fufy was speechless. His face was already red like a boiled crab. The spirit is already clever gumbal turns out.
"Ehehe.., I was just thinking weight, style, and distance." Ardha immediately put on the helmet, then continued, "a-ayo's coming home."
Along the way Fufy lowered his head, not daring to look at Ardha's face from the rearview mirror. Fufy couldn't think clearly. Why would Ardha dare like this?!
Especially this? Ardha stopped by the hair salon. "Ardha?" Fufy wants to protest. However, Ardha's reply left Fufy speechless again, at a loss for words.
"I still have the change to buy the book." Ardha restored her hair, "tomorrow to make it even more handsome."
Fufy gaped, "A-What?"
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As expected Fufy, at home he was awaited by his father. Camara crossed her hands, looking at her daughter full of questions.
Before it exploded, Fufy explained. "So since everyone had gone home, Ardha escorted Fufy. He stopped by the bookstore to buy books for the Olympics tomorrow" Fufy explained.
Fufy deliberately did not tell her anything else that might have made her even more angry. Preparing for punishment, what Fufy got was a touch on his face.
Camara opened Fufy's mask and saw a scar on her face. "alright. Is he a man?" ask Camara.
"Don't you already know?"
Camara was surprised to hear Fufy's reply. Of course, Fufy knows, if Camara cooperates business with Ardha's Papa. So it is not surprising that perhaps it is the reason of Camara's nature to her son.
"Come in. I'll treat your wounds." Fufy nodded obediently.
A little surprised that it turns out Camara is not that scary in Fufy's eyes.
"Shut up and get down. We learn together" Camara said.
Fufy smiled obediently. It was great to see her family relationship warm up. Camara no longer wears formal clothing at home. Now, he wears a t-shirt more often than a shirt.
In the living room, family members are gathered. Even though it was quiet without talking, it was more than enough. Because all focus on their work.
Amara studied diligently with Asti who was busy working on office tasks. And Camara as well. Camara looks more serious with the laptop located on her thigh. Astina lay on the sofa enjoying the elusan in her hair from her mother.
Then Fufy was in their midst. Wearing glasses, Fufy began working on the astronomical olympics from his mobile phone. Camara sent a lot of questions through online. He said to be more relaxed.
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