
...I will prove that I am not wrong. I'm not the one who shared your photo....
...Reza's...
...****...
Reza threw his body on the bed in his room. Folding one hand then he made the base behind his head with eyeballs that continue to stare at the ceiling of the room.reza felt guilty to Ghea. Especially when the school breaks up before the girl goes home with Chacha, Ghea expresses her disappointment to Reza who she thinks has betrayed her.
"Gue didn't think the same, Rez. Tega lo spread the photos on the mading."
"Lo don't believe me, Ghe? I'm not the one. Also goto it's lo apus itself, right?"
"But you can have a copy, right?"
"Geez, you don't believe in your own best friend?"
"Zerah! But thanks to this problem I can think maturely."
"Mayhh …"
Reza frustrates. His body rose up with his clenched hands and stomped them on the bed.
Reza has to find out who took the photo. The guy did not want his friendship with Ghea that had been established since childhood to be chaotic.
Reza came out of his room after snatching the jacket that was draped on the back of the sofa. Reza has to go somewhere to confirm and prove to Ghea that he is not the perpetrator.
...****...
With Ghea herself. She is enjoying her role as a wife. Ghea did not want to think about her disappointment towards Reza.
Stand in front of the stove while both hands deftly slicing carrots and cabbage. Oh yeah, don't forget the onions and celery leaves that Ghea sliced thinly. And don't forget, on the left of a cellphone that is left on, play a recipe from one of the applications. Every now and then Ghea's views turn to the video on her phone.
"That's a crappy crappy, anyway. What else to do, anyway?" As he asked, his hands were wrapped around Ghea's neck.
"Hehe .. I want to learn how to cook. Try to make bakwan. Try it later!" Reveal it while turning a little face to see Mr. Gery's lips curved down. Also the head of that guy who goes up and down.
"Ihhh .. don't get sucked up like dong, Mas. Praise the wife's cake again to learn how to cook it." Ghea twisted her body after pauseing the video on the phone and save the knife on the cutting board.
"If I'm not sure how rich it feels." Then the lips let out a small puck.
Mr. Gery lowered his hand from Ghea's shoulder. Step towards the cabinet and take two cups inside. "Yes. Later be tempted," he said. Pour sugar and coffee into that cup. Then brew it with hot water.
Ghea pulled the corner of her lips. "But then say yes if less what the baknya." Ghea again sliced vegetable ingredients that will be processed into bakwan. "I'm not rich yet you're good at cooking."
Mr. Gery stirred up the coffee. "You will also be more reliable than chef Juna." And those two cups Gery brought. "I am ahead again. Take the bakwannya forward if it's ripe!" Cheeked Ghea before Mr. Gery passed from the kitchen.
Because in front there is Adi who is sitting waiting. I don't know what the two guys were talking about.
"Ihh .. Mas, really dirty. Wet my cheeks." Ghea rubbed her cheeks with the sleeves of a shirt that only covered up her shoulders.
...****...
The sound of knocking on the door leaf is dark brown. Reza has done that several times but no one has opened it. Reza. He took the phone in his jacket pocket before dialing the number of the owner of the house.
"Where is this kid?" His words when the phone was not answered.
Reza. "Gue needs to talk to you, Yur."
Yura screeches. The girl already knew the meaning of Reza's coming to this house. “Sorry, Rez, if you want to talk about the photos of Ghea scattered in the school mading. I can't. I'm tired.” Then Yura stepped up, but Reza's hand immediately held back. “Lo can not because you already spread the photos, right?”
Yura turned her face then her gaze met with Reza. Within a few seconds passed only silence took over. Until Yura's heart resuscitated her when she met Reza's eyeballs, she suddenly felt a strange beating. Yura. He returned to neutralize the detachment until it returned to normal.
“Oath to God, I didn't do it.” there was a heavy hela before Yura continued her sentence. “OK, I'm honest with you. I have the intention to spread the photo of Ghea with Mr. Gery when I took the photo from your mobile phone. But it-”
“Take. Lo perp. Lo must explain this to Ghea, so he does not misunderstand me.” Yura's hand was still held by Reza.
“Rez ..., Rez, lo what the hell. I told you, I didn't do it. I deleted that photo a long time ago.” Yura tried to let go of her blocked hand. “Sick, Rez.” lamented and it was true because Reza blocked Yura's hand firmly.
“Gue can't believe you. I hate it so much as Ghea. Two days ago you threatened Ghea too, right? You want to fight my sheep, Ocy and Ghea, right? If you don't share those photos, who? A ghost? Heuh”
It felt like Yura wanted to laugh at the last word that came out of Reza's mouth. Ghosts. Where's ada?
“Gue doesn't hate Ghea. I don't like it, Rez, same Ghea.” Yura. “Oke. yesterday it was me to threaten Ghea. But that's just me snapping. Honestly, I was also horrified when Ghea was honest with Ocy if he was married, but, Rez .. I am not as bad and as cute as it was to spread the photos of Ghea with Mr. Gery.”
“As far as you are anyway yes. I know you won't believe me.” Strange, when saying such a sentence, suddenly there was a sense of tightness that infiltrated into his chest cavity. For some reason, Yura was anxious that Reza would believe her.
“But you think with logic lo, Rez! The photo you took was from the left, right? Exactly the face of Mr. Gery that you took and the face of Ghea is not very visible. I still want the position of the photo you took it.”
Reza recalled the moment he took the photo. And Reza confirmed what Yura said. “Terus?”
“While the photo spread on the mading, Mr. Gery's face and Ghea's face are clearly visible. And it's like a picture taken from the front.”
“Heeuh. then?” Reza rolled her eyes. Staring Yura. Does Reza's mind now agree with him?
“So you mean ..?” Reza doesn't believe it.
Yura nodded. “Gue sure, it looks like someone else took that photo other than lo, Rez.”
“Shit!”
“Gue will help you find out who did.” Why did Lindah Yura suddenly say that. I don't know, Yura doesn't understand and she also feels strange. Why could? He doesn't like Ghea.
“Lo serious?” reza looked at him in disbelief. Then when his hands touched Yura's shoulder he suddenly felt something strange.
“Ekhemm ..” It was Yura who cleared her throat.
“sorry,” Reza said as she lowered her hands from Yura's shoulder before she rubbed her nape awkwardly.
...TBC...
Sorry new update gengss ...
Seizies
The author of rengginang who again fried bakwan. hihii.
Anyone want to????