
"Thank God, then what about us?"
Hows it? How what? Ana's eyes puffed up as soon as she heard Axel's question. Not just a little, but a lot of confusion considering Ana can not guess clearly the point, worried it was wrong to suspect.
"We will attend of course, she also invited you to her wedding," Ana replied trying to cover up her nervousness, but the answer managed to make Axel sigh slowly.
"It's not about that, An, but I mean how are we both? Is it possible to be like Irham and his future wife too?"
Axel admits that the question may be ambiguous, unclear plus Ana's view of him may be different. For that he again asked, as clear as it was, even though Axel realized he was not at all worthy to propose to a woman.
For a moment, Ana was still silent and chose silence. From the beginning, Ana only expected a father figure for Satria, nothing more. However, to refuse rawly as well couldn't, Axel's eyes were too soft to accept rejection.
In addition, Ana is also worried that Axel is reluctant to prioritize Satria if he later rejects it. A gust of wind filled their void, Ana averted her eyes and Axel drew a conclusion without an answer.
"It's okay .. don't think about it, An. I'm too presumptuous right now," Axel said then commented with a smile, as soon as Ana felt guilty seeing Axel's stubbornness.
Axel was supposed to be nervous, but it was Ana who was hot cold. The woman was looking for a way to disguise her discomfort. Looking for entertainment on social media already, drinking was also finished one bottle until Axel frowned.
Having no other way, Ana stepped up and immortalized the surroundings with her camera. The origin of the snap, of course, as far as he was concerned because Axel's eyes did not turn away from him.
Don't ask how she feels, obviously nervous is amazing. Today Axel is playing a father who accompanies his son to school, but what happens is Axel also seems to watch Ana play outside the house.
Until Ana is too drowned with her busyness and does not realize a basketball almost landed on her head. The incident was very fast, he was closed and when he opened his eyes Axel was already in front of him.
"You don't have eyes?"
Axel's voice sounded unfriendly, the basketball that had almost landed on Ana's face was now under his supervision. The three teenagers who seemed to be deliberately truant looked frightened and blamed each other.
"Not me, Om .. my friend."
"Omm?" axel asked frowning, a little unacceptable perhaps.
Axel's eyes glared sharply at the call from one of the annoying boys. In fact, Axel clearly saw for himself that the boy was the culprit.
"Foolish chakra, he's bule, call Om where you want," whispered his friend who sounded clearly in Axel's ear. Not a problem bule or not, but the problem, Axel felt that it was as old as it was called om by Junior High, if he was the age of Iqlima he just accepted.
"Oh yeah I forgot, so what do you call?"
"Brother maybe, or anybody."
Still in Axel's view that is now ruffled waist and not the slightest chance of the ball was taken easily. Honestly he did not accept, if it really landed on Ana's head maybe Axel's anger would be more crazy.
"I'm sorry, Uncle ... I'm very-very accidentally you know ehm not what? My English is ugly, Ben!!"
He was about to get angry, but seeing the figure that remembered him to Ricko made Axel soften immediately. Nevertheless, he still maintained a cool attitude to the three teenagers in order to create a deterrent effect.
"Don't repeat, play on the field instead of on the road!! You don't realize how dangerous it is? If someone else does it how?"
Almost Axel extended, his heart still beating twice as fast because of worry Ana really wretched. Axel threw the ball immediately and was caught quickly by one of them.
"Go."
"Thank you, Om."
"I never married your aunt!! Sana," Axel said staring annoyed because it was called back like that, while Ana had been admiring it from behind.
"You okay?" axel asked when he turned around, he approached and stared fixedly at Ana who was smiling thinly at him.
"Why is anger called Om? Don't like it?" Not to ignore Axel's question, but asking about it feels more interesting, Ana thought.
"Hm, too old," Axel then walked ahead of Ana and sat back down to the bench where they were waiting.
Without Axel realizing since his interaction with the three young men was so noticed and made him laugh discordantly. Maybe it's too funny, whether Axel's face is now or all.
"Too old? You already have a child so naturally," replied Ana unconsciously the answer made her heart rustle.
Ana's laughter seems to be getting more and more, she never saw Ana laugh so loose when just alone with him. Without needing so much effort, Axel was able to witness the woman's happiness.
"Happy?"
"Well funny, how old are you?" asked Ana and she obviously wouldn't answer.
"Forgetit." Axel clucked slowly before then gulping the water in the bottle up to the toilet.
"I'm serious, the first time I saw you was like 25, right?" anna asks later, a question that confirms that Ana still remembers Axel's face that night.
"Yes, and you're 17 years old .. right, right?"
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- To Be Continued