Try my Love
Chapter 33

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Since the departure of Cindy and Laras, the two people are still reluctant to open the voice. Even Cantika could feel the cold aura of a figure busy with a laptop in front of her. There was only the chirping of birds that became the backsound between the two.

Long enough Cantika held a groan when she saw Fiki who was just silent. As if he didn't think it existed. Until the next second, somehow courage from nowhere - Cantika finally issued a word that he had wanted to express.

"Emm-Lo is still mad at me huh, Fik?"

Fiki spontaneously stopped his fingers dancing on the keyboard. Glanced at Cantika who was also looking at him deeply. However, it was only a second until Fiki returned to focus with the screen in front of him. Without intending to reply Cantika.

"Still angry as it turns out," muttered Cantika while looking down lethargic.

Quite a long time of silence crept between the two. Fiki who chose to focus with the square object, while Cantika who unknowingly tore the paper into small parts with a bent face. And all the movements of the Cantika did not escape the supervision of Fiki.

"Not to make rubbish! Mending soak the tarum leaves," said Fiki coldly without staring at the master.

Cantika smiled small. Although previously had been surprised to see the amount of paper waste that he had torn scattered on the floor. "Ah-yes, sorry."

"Well, that's what you said," said Cantika who Fiki could still hear.

"Where is this soaked?"

Fiki sniffed. Then pull the basin that is not far from its place. Putting a bit rough in front of Cantika. "here?" ask Cantika plain.

"No! In the bathtub," ketus Fiki then refocus facing the report he made. Cantika stroked his chest patiently. Move toward the tap next to Cindy's fence to fill the basin with water.

Cantika returned to his post after finishing his work. Observing Fiki in a very suffocating silence. Really, Cantika wanted to scratch Fiki's face that was too flat. Without caring about himself who will die of fleas due to the stretch of distance that Fiki deliberately made. Many times Cantika exhaled a rough breath. Until the sound of the middle-aged woman's intrusion diverts the attention of both.

"Well, it's just you two. Cindy, which one is it?"

"Eh Auntie! That they again out buy less material," Cantika replied ended a smile.

"Oh on the out ya."

Fiki who saw the change in the look of the face of the woman who incidentally Cindy's mother then opened her voice. "What's up Tan? Is it the same thing, Cindy?"

"That's actually Auntie's coming for Xavier. You have to go to the market now, how?"

"Oh Xavier is with both of us aunty" Cantika said.

"Emm-nothing if Auntie tipped Xavier? I'll make you both bother again."

"It's okay Tan. Just relax."

Cindy's mother smiled broadly. Then move on. Not long after, Cindy's mother returns with Xavier in a sling. The two-and-a-half-year-old boy laughed with his eyes on the two teenagers in front of him. "Xavier is the same beautiful sister and handsome brother first huh. Mama's going to the market, don't be naughty. Okay?!"

Xavier nodded repeatedly without tugging at the corner of his lips. "Smart kid!"

Cantika thanks Xavier between the two of them. Even Cantika would rather chatter with Xavier than with the cold face of Fiki.

"You want what Vier? This is?" cantika asked when Xavier pointed to the amount of food served at a small table.

"That's-want the chocolate," replied Xavier's lisp.

"This chocolate bread?"

Xavier nodded. Opened his mouth when Cantika fed him. Fiki who saw the face of the sumringah Cantika revealed a thin smile. But it soon vanished when Cantika turned her head towards him.

"Why what then?"

"Again, dear," Cantika replied as she rubbed Xavier's head gently.

"Belajal yes. Telus is Kaka handsome again what? Dali, how was it? Can't talk?" ask Xavier plain. Unknowingly that Fiki was now looking at him cengo.

Cantika. "His brother's a thrush again, so it's irit to speak."

"Have a son! I don't have thrush anymore, yeah!" fiki Sarcas.

"Gue kira thrush. Usually also Lo noisy, ko so diem mulu from earlier. By the way as necessary," replied Cantika who had been detained since.

Fiki wants to reply to Cantika's words. However, when his eyes are breaking, see how the glass will slide on the floor if not the two teenagers caught.

The two men met each other. Not only looking at him, but also their two hands that touch each other. Grasping the glass that almost fell because of Xavier.

Up to almost a minute both of them are still with the beat inside there that exceeds the normal limit. Until Xavier's laughter resuscitated the two. "Eh-" said Cantika then released his link with Fiki.

"You drink" said Xavier. Fiki spontaneously helps Xavier drink with the glass still in his hand. Unknowingly the hand shook which made the water not enter perfectly into Xavier's mouth.

"Fik, spill all that!"

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While one life was growling annoyed on his motorbike. It has been almost fifteen minutes the figure awaited has not come. The weather was not supportive this time. "It feels like being sun-dried like my salted fish," Fajri murmured.

Although the clockwork has shown almost at half-four in the afternoon - the sun was still like to give a sting of heat. Especially now Fajri is on a large enough land. Facilitate the sun in to make the white skin feel burning.

"Awas aja yes if asked to work group again I ogah come to the house that I do not know. Especially using the services of google maps, sad! Not gonna be anymore."

From a distance Fajri could see the motor he recognized. Until the iron horse actually stopped right in front of him. "Where is Lang?! I have waited a long time! Until the moss. Where hot again," Fajri's cerocos without heeding Gilang with a cengo face.

"God! You are also wrong. Why until stranded in the middle of kek kebon gini?! So it's hard for me to find Lo's nose," said Gilang.

"Don't mistake me! Salahin google maps by sono. Make people stray."

"Any time you can't read maps!"

"Can't nutmeg Lo! Maps of aj-"

"Udah ah don't have to bacot a lot! Let's just be a group?! Or do you want to be here?!"

"Ck! Yeah-yes come!" sahut Fajri half dongkol.

"Eh wait a moment! Forgot me, is that what-Bang Ricky has no welding machine?"

Both of Fajri's eyebrows frowned, "Welding machine? Make what?"

"CK, it's obvious that kids don't read their group assignments, do they?"

"I haven't read it yet."

"Well bad, the idea of group work is so that Lo easyin?!"

Fajri rubbed his face rough. Taking a deep breath before replying to Gilang's words that had raised his emotions. "This is Lang, don't protest too much. From that moment on I mulu! Won't run this into his business."

Gilang glares in unacceptable. But there's a point too. Wasting time just to argue with his best friend. "Judah, answer! Brother Lo has a welding machine?!"

"Had one!"

"OKAY. Let's go there first!"

Again, Fajri roughshod his hair back. His face was even red. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME FROM EARLIER?! I CAN BRING IT!"

"YES HOW DO I KNOW! CINDY JUST SAID OGEB!" reply Gilang also shouted.

Both are now both taking deep breaths. Then Fajri unfitly wearing a helmet, then planted the gas first. Followed by Gilang who also gas.

Arriving at Ricky's workshop, the two teenagers immediately got off the bike. Without greeting Ricky who was struggling with the motor machines - Fajri just passed. The mood is completely broken. He didn't like to go back and forth and work twice like this. Especially before the mood of the child was already bad because google maps sad.

"Well group work? I'm back" asked Ricky to Gilang.

"Take the Bang welding machine."

Ricky beroh ria's. Turn your head when the noise behind diverts his attention. "Woy Jri! Careful, don't make my goods damaged Lo!"

"Welding machine where the hell is it, Bang?!"

"This is the welding machine" Ricky replied as he lifted the welding machine he had just used.

"CK! Why didn't you say that?!" sulkan Fajri then walked closer to two people who looked at each other in wonder.

"Lo's feelings are not. I didn't tell you."

"Here I pinjem!"

"Can it be normal for Jri? Lo again high blood, huh?!"

"Yes Bang. Again I was full of high blood," said Gilang who immediately got a sharp plot from the master.

"Gue borrow first!" final Fajri then went up to the top of the Gilang motorbike.

"Lo is driving!" fajri's Letah.

Gilang could only sigh in resignation. No more arguing if Fajri is already in badmood mode.

They both arrived at Cindy's house. A few minutes later Laras and Cindy also arrived with a bag of grocery frisk. The situation is again conducive when Xavier has switched to the hands of Cindy's mother.

"H-I'm sorry I have to go back first. Nyokab tell nganter catering now," said Laras.

"Well, how come home? I just arrived, when you already want to go home," said Fajri.

"Where else dong, this is so important. Can't I argue?"

"You are okay with race. Go home just now. Let's move on" Cindy replied.

"Sorry so much. You guys go ahead! I'll let you know if you need help."

"Keep Lo how Tik?" laras looked at the confused Cantika. Because the two of them had just left using a Baras motorbike.

"Quiet down. I can go home online."

"Really?"

"Yes Laras. Seriously it's okay."

"Okay if that's me first. Hye!"

Traveling Laras, everyone was again busy with their respective tasks. They have been struggling for an hour. Unknowingly the sun began to be on the western horizon.

"Eh-I want the Maghrib, cloudy again. Go home yuk. Just finished the report, right?" Fajri.

"Yes, it's like it's gonna rain."

"Jaudah, just go home. Let me finish the report later at home" said Fiki.

After they finished cleaning up the mess they made. The five teenagers moved from their seats while holding their bags. "Eh-Lo how's Tik coming home?"

"Ojol Jri's. It's still cool" Cantika said while tapping her phone screen.

While the three teenage boys were ready to ride on their iron horse.

"Where is it?" ask Cindy.

"not yet. How come there's nothing like that yet huh," Cantika's grim face.

"Why not just Fiki?" chirps Cindy.

Glad secretly smiled obliquely. "Well that's right! With Fiki. Instead of waiting for a rainstorm later," said Gilang bergebu.

Fiki was silent. Keep putting on his flat face without responding to the words of his friends.

"Well yes! Will you Fik between Tika?"

"No need to do it, I'm on a bump."

"Have you got his ojol?"

"Woy! Sensual dong! There was a friend of distress too. Tawarin slug that, even diem-diem bae from earlier," sumpul Gilang hit the arm of Fiki who immediately complained.

"Ck! Come on, then."

Cantika bit her deep lip. Holding back the corners of his lips were not interested to the side. Also the pounding in there he could no longer control.

"That's dong! If there is an opportunity do not be in vain," continued Gilang.

Fajri rolled his eyes lazily. Understand what Gilang is thinking. "Friends mislead," murmured Fajri.

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The four of them split up at the intersection. Now, only Fiki and Cantika who walk down the streets are deserted because the sun begins to sink and cloudy that is getting late.

Not yet reached the destination, the dense clouds in the sky were already unable to withstand the rainwater. Slowly the raindrop began to fall until the discharge was getting heavier. Forcing the two teenagers to pull over. Until a stop not far from their front is the goal.

"However, even more dense" grumbled Cantika while rubbing his arm.

While Fiki who could not be separated glanced at Cantika's movement snorted. He rotated his eyes and took off the jacket he was wearing.

Cantika stared at the confused jacket that Fiki thrust out without returning her confused gaze. The child is still faithful looking far ahead which is getting blurry because of the rain stubs. "W-what?"

"Wear it!"

"G-in"

Cantika's body stiffened as Fiki presumptuously put the jacket on her shoulders. Subconsciously now she looked at Fiki with her mouth slightly open.

Fiki did not care about Cantika who was still in his subconscious. Staring at Fiki without blinking. "Gue knows I'm handsome."

Cantika. Immediately facing his body forward. Thumping in there to get back to normal.

Both were silent for a long time. Silence hugged together the cold afternoon air that made things even more awkward. Either it's just Cantika-feeling or Fiki can both feel it. Until the words of Cantika divert the attention of Fiki.

"Sorry."

There's no reply. Cantika knew, and did not expect too much for Fiki to return her apology. But why does his chest feel squeezed by invisible hands? Be ill. Fiki's response was still cold to him.

Cantika was pinching her fingers. His face was bowed in. And it makes Fiki's heart feel pinched. Really, he had no intention of making this girl next to him sad. Until he kept apologizing to her. "Emang Lo has anything wrong with me? Until I have to apologize."

Cantika. Quite shocked to hear Fiki open his voice. "Emm-about yesterday," Cantika's great-grandson.

"If you mean misunderstandings about Lo's relationship with Fenly-I realize I have no right to be angry with Lo Tik. All of these are my unself-conscious mistakes. Oh-or my feeling is wrong. And I shouldn't have expected more" said Fiki staring blankly ahead without staring at the two net Cantika who looked at him deeply.

Cantika. It was as if I had not expected Fiki to give such a response. A second later, Fiki turned her body towards Cantika and looked at her deeply. "Gue here is stupid! So, you calm down. I'm not going to disturb your relationship with Fenly. May you be happy with him!" Fiki turned his body back to where it was.

Cantika shook her head slowly, "Lo really wasn't serious at that time?!" cantika's gaze was sharp on the tall figure strapping before her.

Hearing that made Fiki turn to Cantika with a frown.

"It looks like a retreat. Don't you want to fight for love again?" Cantika smiled smirk then turned her face away.

"What to fight for, if our loved ones clearly already have a relationship," flat Fiki while folding her hands on her chest.

Fiki's sentence managed to make Cantika silent in silence. But the determination in him managed to make him sound again. Just to make sure that the person in front of him still had a taste for him.

"Lo really don't want to know what my answer to Lo's question was?" the Cantika Fatah.

Fiki glanced at the flat Cantika. "What?"

Cantika took a deep breath. "Honestly, I also understand what Lo rasain to me," said Cantika bowed shyly.

"So?" it is undeniable that there is a hope in the mind of Fiki.

"Gue likes you too. I love Lo Fikiiii!"

Both eyes of Fiki are in a pattern. Holding back so that both corners of her lips do not lift. Then it faces back to Cantika. "Lo, seriously?!"

"Yes. I'm serious! I like Lo Fik," Cantika replied steadily without the slightest hesitation.

"Keep, how's Fenly?"

Cantika was silent for a moment before speaking softly. "If you tell me to leave Fenly now, I'm sorry if I can't."

Fiki gawking. Totally not out of thought with what is in mind Cantika at this time. His face turned red again holding back the annoyance. "Continue to mean Lo realise Lo's feelings to me what the hell?! Just make me fly high and continue to give false hope to me, is that it?!"

"No!" Cantika shook her head quickly.

"It's not like that Fik! I swear, I just want you to know how I feel. There is no intention to give Lo false hope," Cantika replied stirred.

"Continue now what do you really want?!"

"Gue wants us to backstreet" Cantika said quickly.

"What?! You're kidding Tik?!" reply Fiki is no less fast with both sharp eyes. Cantika shook her head repeatedly.

"Gue seriously Fik. We're backstreeting, huh?!"

Lucky darling. If not it feels like Fiki really wants to stick the head of the girl in front of him. Can-can be clearly invite him backstreet while on the other hand he already has a lover. Isn't this more called 'cheating'?

"Do you want Fik? Not that you love me too. I don't want to lose Lo. But I also have not been able to break up Fenly," said Cantika weakly.

Fiki restores her wet hair due to rain water. "Lo-Lo didn't think about Fenly's feelings?"

"Fenly also does not know," chirped Cantika who increasingly made Fiki furious.

"But later if he finds out?!"

"Well, don't think about the impression first."

"That's a really good thing you're talking about, Tik."

Fiki shook her head slowly. Not out of thought, but half his heart was also happy. His love does not clap one hand.

"Where do you want?!"

Cantika awaits Fiki's answer with anxious expectation. His eyes moved furiously observing Fiki's silence. But, the next second the twinkle in both eyes of Cantika lit up with a stifled cry inside.

"okay!"

***

Fiki stopped the bike right in front of Cantika's house. Unknowingly from when they arrived with laughter that was somehow due to what, there was a pair of eyes that were staring at the two flat. Until the netra Cantika captured one life who also noticed the two of them.

"Well, Barrel? How come you're here?"

Barrel smiled clumsy. "Ah-that was me delivery the rice box to Lo. I can't even go home to rain."

Cantika. Turning to Fiki who was busy squeezing his jacket. "Fik, wait here. I'll get you a towel first."

"Yes," Fiki replied with a sweet smile. And it made both of Laras' eyebrows frown in wonder.

"By the Ras!"

Laras nodded. Tails behind Cantika. "Kok Lo can be with Fiki?" tanya Laras immediately stopped Cantika's steps.

"That I didn't get his motorcycle. Keep raining too, so yeah with Fiki alone."

Laras looked at Cantika in wonder, "Why do you smile? It's so weird."

Cantika's smile grew wider with both eyes rounded. Taking the Barrel hand to grasp. He made a sound that almost screamed loudly. "Lo know what?!"

"No," said Laras.

"Yah!! I feel better about Fiki!" Girang Cantika's.

"And from Lo's origin, we're not just better," Cantika's voice shrank.

"meaning?"

"We're backstreet!"

Damn it!

The body of the Barrel froze that second. Trying to understand what just came out of his best friend's mouth. "W-what?"

"Yes Laras, I'm backstreet with Fiki. Do you know what backstreet means?!"

In that instant, Laras pulled roughly his hand which Cantika was holding. Staring intently at Cantika who was still lighting her bin.

"Lo's crazy?!"

"Bag-"

"Lo don't think about how Fenly will feel, Tik?!"

"Gue told you the same thing as Lo Ras. I'm not really happy with Fenly. I'm happier with Fiki."

Laras shook his head. Trying to hold the dew in both eyes so as not to just fall. "Lunatic Lo Tik!"

"Udah yes! I Nasehatin Lo Tik! From now on it's up to what you want to do."

"Kok Lo said that anyway?" Cantika.

"But one thing! Don't let Lo make Fiki hurt! I will never accept it!" razor Baras stared at Cantika.

"I mean Lo?" Cantika.

"Gue's home!" laras said without answering his best friend's question. Caring for ears as Cantika shouted her name.

"What kind of kid do you mean?" murmured Cantika with both foreheads folded inside.

Seeing Laras coming out of the house with hunting steps and preparing to step away, made Fiki ask. "Clearned! Where are you going?"

"Back home!"

"Still drizzling. Want me anterin?" tawar Fiki ran a little towards Laras.

"No need! I can go home by myself!" the Baras Final that immediately breezed away left a astonishment behind him. The water continues to fall from its place. It doesn't matter if it gets wet because of it. For now his heart is truly wounded and for the umpteenth time.

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