The Revenge of a Bad Girl
Looking for information about Iraz

"Ai, why the hell are you thinking as mute as him! Look at your ice cream melted untouched," Iraz commented as they sat in the ice cream shop's center.

"I don't taste anymore" he said listlessly. The ice cream in his hand melted the old stone untouched.

"Come on, Ai, we came all the way here just to buy it. You're willing to lose your mood because of that damn guy! I know ice cream is sweeter than him," Iraz said half annoyed.

The girl smiled a little. "Don't be upset, Raz. I'm sorry."

"Yes, let me not be upset, finish dong!"

Aine nodded. "Yes, Raz." There was no other choice, Aine was forced to spend it. She was afraid that Iraz would get angry and leave her. That man was all he had right now.

Iraz looked at the girl's face. Cute, sweet, beautiful, everything can be drawn there. Cute because his eyes are big, sweet because of his aura, and beautiful because of the structure of his face. Iraz likes to look at her.

"Ai, it turns out that if you look like Vey, it's similar" Iraz shrugged his chin when he noticed the girl's face.

"Vey? Who's she?" ask Aine enthusiastically.

"You don't recognize her, but she's a special woman" Iraz replied.

"Oh." said Aine briefly. He seemed to not care even though in his heart he was half dead.

While waiting for Aine to finish, Iraz chose to play hape. I was bored waiting for that girl. But no matter what the name is also a girl.

"But to be honest, Ai, I actually thought Alvan was handsome. It was not in accordance with my expectations. I was even more handsome than him," Iraz opened the topic again while playing hape.

"Narcissus!" tymphal Aine's.

"Ih, seriously. That bastard is nothing compared to me. Don't know what reason you'd prefer him over me" Iraz pretended.

Aine smiled sweetly. Her lips look sweet when covered in chocolate-flavored ice cream.

"Raz, maybe for you the words were a joke, but for someone like me, your words are a mockery." Aine looked into Iraz's eyes.

The man threw a glance forward as it was not strong enough to look at Aine. I don't know why he was so nervous when he looked into those eyes.

"No, Ai, I don't mean to mock. Mock,"

"I know, Raz. It's just this feeling that can't be conditioned."

"Wow, it's bad if you've got feelings involved. Especially in a very deep way,"

Aine just smiled wryly. "Yes, Raz. Let alone my feelings of love for Alvan," suddenly Aine went back to discussing the man. His eyes again condensed. Her brain again imagined the good memories before, when the two were still lovers.

Seeing that Iraz was getting upset. Both of his hands instantly grabbed Aine's face making the girl shocked. The man deliberately brought his face closer to Aine's face, their eyes looking quite close. Iraz said quietly but it sounded clear in the girl's ears. A word that conducts electricity to Aine's body.

"Love me, Ai! No more Alvan, he's useless."

***

All the way back home, Iraz's words rang in Aine's ears. He tried to guess the meaning of the man's words but not the slightest bit he could digest.

Actually it can be asked directly, because Iraz is beside him. But what do you want, Aine is shy plus a coward. Iraz would've considered it stupid to ask directly anyway. It was then de-eminized.

When we got home, the sun disappeared. The sky is also starting to fade. One by one stars began to appear up there to decorate the dense sky. The night is coming.

Aine rushed straight to the kitchen. He knows Iraz is hungry. Soon he prepared food for the man.

What's Iraz's face like, huh? Is it really more handsome than Alvan. And Vey is ready? Why did he cover up his identity?

Aine continued to ponder until she did not realize that the onion she fried had been burnt.

Which makes me wonder why he's helped me so far. There really is no way out to know all this. Well, Raz, who exactly are you, anyway?

Aine was glued with a spatula hanging in her hand.

Well, I should know everything about him. Iraz has become my friend. It is impossible for a friend to not know the identity of his friend. Although, I'd rather agree that she's my girlfriend. Hehehehe, it's me.

"Eh, charred!" the thrill when looking at the onions in the pan has changed color to pitch black.

"What's up, Ai?" suddenly Iraz appeared.

Aine was quite surprised, but she pretended to be ordinary.

"No, Raz. Just sing," she replied lying. Shame if Iraz tau bungnya gosong because Aine thinks of him.

"Oh." the man didn't pay much attention to the frying pan. "Can it speed up, Ai? I'm so hungry" Iraz held her belly, just like a newly pregnant woman.

"Yes, wait a minute" replied Aine. That means he can't replace the burnt onion.

"OK." said Iraz to leave Aine. The man was now accustomed to Aine's cooking. After the girl's presence, Iraz almost never ate out. Aine's cuisine tastes better than any chef's. Maybe because the girl is smart to taste.

In not five minutes, Iraz's dinner is on the tray. Aine drove him into the room.

Iraz hurriedly closed the door as the girl's body passed. Delicious eating he passed alone. They never eat together, even though they eat in the same place and eat the same food. Iraz is still hiding behind his fake identity.

While waiting for the man to finish eating, Aine devises a plan to uncover who Iraz really is. This time he was determined to see the real face of the man.

"Right, I just need to let her sleep first, keep me going into her room. He could not sleep with a mask. If you wear a mask, you may not be aware if I open it. Wellhh, brilliant idea, Ai!" the girl smiled broadly. I feel like I have got the best solution.

Later that night, Aine completely endured the drowsiness. He soaked his feet with cold water. Also deliberately watching a horror film to be imagined mullu with his ghost. Because usually he will have slept if watching a comedy-horror movie he means.

At 01. 23 in the morning, Aine managed to keep widening her eyes even though her mouth had begun to yawn.

"She must have gone to sleep" the girl got out of bed. Took and opened the door quietly, barely making a sound. He's afraid Iraz will wake up if he knows he hasn't slept so much. After all, if the man wakes up, it means his mission failed miserably. Failed before trying.

Aine starts touching the doorknob of Iraz's room. In his heart he continued to pray that the man had gone to sleep. If Iraz hasn't slept, just say he's still playing hape, which will happen must be something bad. The impact must have been bad, too. Among other things: Iraz is angry at her, she is accused of being a stalker and worst of all, it is very likely that she will be kicked out of that house. But Aine's curiosity overcame the fear of being driven away. He could no longer bear to know Iraz's real face.

Aine closed her eyes as the doorknob pressed down. "May he sleep" he murmured.

Damnit damnit! Aine had already tried several times to open it, and the bad reality she received was that the door was locked from the inside. Iraz may have predicted this a long time ago. Aine is a fool just thought to do a look-at-a-action look.

"Astenghah! I tried to be literate to get disappointment. I should've realized Iraz wasn't a fool." Aine clenched her hands and then hit her own face. I think he's punishing himself for the stupidity of his brain.

Thus, the first plan failed. Now we have to move on to the second plan.

Peeping from window fentilation. That's the second way. Actually Aine did not expect to fail the first plan, but it turns out Iraz's brain is much higher on it.

Aine out of the house. It just so happens that Iraz's room fentilation can only be peeked from the outside. Aine is goosebumps, but it's okay for a noble cause. Kanda kok gess.

Outside of Aine, she looked around. The place was quiet, not to mention gripping. The girl's hair stood up instantly. But even so, he still chose to ignore the name of a subtle creature. For my dear Iraz. Hehe.

Aine shifted the wicker chair that was located on the terrace. He brought it to Iraz's bedroom window. After it was considered that the girl could ride. Very excited because the chair can help him reach the peak of fentilation.

But his joy was lost when he found the small holes were closed with a blank. In the end, the result is nil. Iraz's face remains hidden.

"Did he predict everything? Even the smallest hole is closed. Gilak!" grouse Jelita.

Jelita's running out of ideas. All the plans he had devised produced nothing. In the end, the result is the same. Zonkkp.

Because she felt unable to anymore, Aine chose to sleep. Actually he was a bit sorry to sacrifice his sleep time, but the rice had become porridge, there was nothing to regret. In the end, the result is the same.

"Please, just let me see his face, that's the prayer Aine says every day. I hope to get to know a face with such personality. Iraz the best.

Aine finally chose sleep. There's no way. Iraz's identity will remain closed.

Tomorrow Aine wakes up faster. He has made a third plan.

So later if Iraz takes another bath, he can have time to look at the contents of the man's hape. There may not be a bit of evidence there.

Luck sided with Aine as the man left his hape on the table. Hence just as Iraz walked into the bathroom, Aine immediately rushed to pick up the hape.

And, that lucky day he believed it turned out to be an apes day as well. Not if the phone is locked. Still, he can't get anything he wants.

Aine pouted as she turned on the man's phone screen, there was a photo of a woman on the lock screen.

"She must be Vey, her lover."