The Story of Aira
7

If asked who is most sensitive to Aira's condition, he is Aditya. Aditya had heard about the slander that befell Aira, because his uncle happened to be at the scene when Aira's father was stopped by Icha's mother.

"Aira, are you okay. Why don't you answer my phone, even my message you ignored...?!"

While the people he was thinking about were currently reading the chat one by one. There was no other message he replied to, except a message from Aditya.

Adit :

Aira answered me, are you okay??? You may not answer my call, but at least reply to my message!! I'm so worried about you Raaa!!!

Aira :

I'm good, Dit.

Adit :

I'll help you straighten things out.

Aira :

Unnecessary

Adit :

After they slandered you, and made your father mad at you???!! That's outrageous, Raaa!!

Aira :

I'm not okay. Really am.

Adit :

You're a good Aira. They are so evil, they can do this to you.

Who would have thought that night Aditya visited the selling place of Aira's father with his girlfriend, Princess.

"Pakde, rice two eat here" he said.

"Ready. Drink what?" ask dad.

"Warm orange one, sweet iced tea one." replied Aditya.

Aditya was still watching every move of Aira. He looked at the sleeves of the clothes Aira was interested in while picking up something in the top drawer. Although it was faint but Aditya was sure that what he saw was a wound. Not just a wound, but a lot. And there's a piece of plaster.

"Ra, please make warm orange and iced tea!" exclaiming father.

Shortly afterwards Aira came to bring drinks ordered by Aditya.

"Please.." said Aira with a smile.

"Thank you, Ra." Princess replied.

"You're his weekly night here anyway. Less cool tau...!!" joke Aira.

"He wants to eat your father's fried rice." said Aditya.

"Oh yeah?!" Aira looked at the Princess with a smile.

"Over time do not eat here, it will be wanted." said the Princess.

"Often, Put. You can also call me, and I'll take you to your house." Aira raised both her thumbs.

"Make the Princess?" sahut Aditya's.

"Special services girls yes. Not for guys." - Aira's timpal.

"Look. Girls only.." said the Princess.

"I'll take your orders first." Aira then approached her father.

"How can such a sweet child be rumored that no-no yes...?" princess Gumam.

"Not discussed. Poor Aira."

"He'em. You're right, Dit." The princess nodded obediently.

"Why could he get hurt like that?" inner Aditya.

Actually that night Aditya wanted to take the Princess to go somewhere else. But suddenly the Princess wants to eat the fried rice of Aira's father. Aditya could not refuse. Because he also wants to ensure the condition of Aira who always claimed she was okay.

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The sky looked very bright and the sun was not yet how hot, when Aira went to the Mail grandfather's house. Aira rode a bicycle to get there. He seemed to close his eyes from the sight of people who did not like him. Remain indifferent even though the heart still feels very painful.

"...!!!" ninik exclaimed as they passed each other on the street.

Aira pulled the brakes, then stopped in front of Ninik.

"Where are you going?" ask Ninik who just finished shopping.

"To grandpa's place. Wholesale nih..." Aira glanced at the plastic bag Ninik was carrying.

"Ah, no. Just kitchen spices" Ninik said. "Why do we rarely get together? You must be uncomfortable with that news?"

Aira lowered her head for a moment, staring at the contents in her bicycle basket. Ninik gently rubbed his hand.

"Whatever they say, I trust you. You don't think too much about that." said Ninik.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I gotta get going. Grandpa was waiting for me. Yee..." Aira waved her hand before returning to pedaling the bike.

"Brand...!!" ara exclaimed when he saw grandfather cutting the treefather.

"You're coming. Want sugarcane?" so said grandpa.

"Is that sweet?" aira asked while taking her things in the basket.

"Grandfather doesn't think this is as sweet as you." Grandpa started joking. Aira just smiled.

Aira put a bushel containing vegetables on the porch of the grandfather's stage house. Then I approached grandpa.

"It's a taste." Grandpa gave the peeled piece of cane. "Sugary?"

"Eeemmm, sweet." Aira nodded her head.

"It's sweet, it's thrown away. But sugarcane is still sugar cane that produces sweetness in every life." said grandfather Mail.

Aira remembered Rangga's words at that time.

"We're for you just sugarcane now. Sweet is thrown away. After knowing us, you finally meet the moorings of the heart and forget us."

"And I was never like that." - Inner Aira.

"And who is the heart patch that he meant??? Is that Ryan??? Is it because he's been waiting for me to teach tutoring and take me home?"

"Why is he the only one who protests. The others are ordinary. Is it because of her attitude, Icha thinks she turned to me??"

"Yes Tuhaaan...!!! It's very complicated to get into emotional issues with them. It even involved my parents and provoked my father's anger. Though I don't have any feelings for Rangga."

"Kok daydreaming?!" grandpa surprised Aira.

"Ah, grandpa. No way. Again enjoy the sweetness of sugar cane." boal the Aira.

"What are you thinking?" ask grandpa Mail.

"Nothing, grandpa.." reply Aira.

"Remember Aira, complicated is not a problem depending on how we respond. Everyone who lives has problems. So there is no need to feel the most problematic." said the grandfather.

"Yes, cake." Aira replied with a small nod.

Believe me, if Aira's nod is only limited to respecting his interlocutor. He was still deeply troubled by what was happening to him at this moment. He is not a person who easily dismisses a problem. He is very thinker and easily carried away. His goal of coming to the Mail grandfather's actual stage house was to seek tranquility. A moment to free his heart and brain from all that has happened lately

Now Aira was sitting on the stone stairs enjoying a very calm atmosphere there. But that calmness was then disturbed by the vibration of the mobile phone on top of the novel book he was carrying.

"Adit..."

Aira receives a phone call from Aditya. Without hesitation he accepted it.

"What meda?"

"Nothing. Just accompany grandpa."

"Why not reply to my message again? You don't want to tell me why your hand hurt?"

Spontaneous Aira gently rubbed her left arm.

"Not everything has to be told. I'm sure I'm okay."

"Really?!"

"Yes, Dit. I'm fine."

"Maybe I'm too stupid to worry about a strong girl like you."

"Hahaha, it could be you."

"I heard from Ryan you no longer teach tutoring at Bima's house. Why?"

"I just want to hang out at my house. Uh, wrong. My parents' rented house."

"Hahaha. It's Pakde who rents."

"Aren't you afraid the Princess is angry, because she calls me often?" cibir Aira's.

"What is the basis for her being angry? I just called my friend was that wrong?"

"I'm just worried..." Aira thought back to Rangga and Icha.

"What if he gets angry and thinks I'm grabbing your attention."

"Aira.., don't confuse my daughter with them. He knows how our relationship is."

"What about your parents and your parents? They must have heard it all." Aira's tears didn't just drip down her cheeks.

"Aira, from all the words you say, I know that you're not okay. I'll meet you with the Princess."

"I'm okay, Dit. Don't worry about me like that." pinta Aira.

Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...

Aira cut the connection unilaterally. He bent both knees, then drowned his face there. Spilling all his sorrow in a cry without a voice so painful.

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"I never thought it would be like this. Saaki....!!!!"