Him And Me

Him And Me
Worrying


"Akh!!" wita shouted grimacing and the two men stopped the debate.


"Wit you why?" asked Nawa from the top of the tree because Wita screeches just now.


"No I don't papa," Wita shook her head expression as if nothing had happened but what a power this time her hand hurt so she held her aching hand with her painless right hand.


"What is not papa is that you are in great pain" said Nawa who is now down from the tree as well as Raka.


Wita did not say he was silent because his hand was really sick at this time and he wanted to leave his friends so they did not know that his hand was sick at this time.


But suddenly Raka holds her sick hand and Wita grimaces when Raka also sees the abrasions in Wita's hand and stares in disbelief she doesn't even cry and doesn't behave alay like other girls most of them complain now.


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"You should be careful!" said Raka is currently treating Wita's wounds in the UKS.


At first Nawa wanted to treat but Raka wanted him to treat her and by chance now Nawa had gone to the singing club because they were all told to get together and she really felt bad leaving Wita but Wita says it's okay if she leaves because there is Raka who treats her and finally Nawa entrusts everything to Raka and forgets the quarrel earlier.


Wita initially refuses that Raka is treating but Raka insists that she treat him and coincidentally Nawa also can not treat him because he has to gather the club.


"Darah!!" ringis Wita when revanol hit his wound and make Raka not bear.


"Eatya do not climb anymore, if you do not want to bother people," said Raka coldly.


"If you're not sincere why not Nawa who ngobatin me earlier, then, anyway, this wound is so ordinary to me actually sometimes I'm nothing in fact and this is the first time I was treated with this wound cleaning drug so I was shocked, I was shocked, it turns out that it is appropriate that the wounded continue to be loved this grimace turned out to be sore," said Wita and made Raka take a breath of resignation because she was out of words.


"But you're like this for people to worry to know." explained Raka said just like that from his heart.


Wita is currently holding back his shame and trying not to misbehave and trying to melt the atmosphere.


"Well, you're smart about people's wounds" says Wita, removing awkwardness.


"This is just the usual thing," said Raka and finally finished treating Wita even though only her blisters that she gave medicine because Raka could not massage Wita's sprained hand.


Ckk, how could I worry so much about him what the hell is wrong, should I behave sweetly the same he then make him interested and I will hurt him as a pleasure. But.gue does not have the same heart as him why can. What the heck should I not be kekitu aware Ka she is just a village girl who is not the same level you. Inner Raka collided then she seemed to not care and walked behind Wita towards the class.


Wita. His mind then smiled faintly without him noticing.


That day Mr. Bowo gathered all the students to hold a Saturday Sunday camp held tomorrow, suddenly, but Mr. Bowo said it was a surprise and he also distributed a permit for parents to give permission to his son to do the camp.


The clock goes home too.


"Wita!" shouted Nawa from behind because Wita was standing in front of the school fence waiting for Nawa while Raka he coolly read a book in front of the security guard post not far from Wita while listening to music with his earphones.


"Well, this is the one who is waiting for her" said Wita smiling at Nawa.


"Wit, sorry well I can't go home with you, today my club is gathering so you don't come home with Raka." explained Nawa.


"No papa, anyway" said Wita looking towards Raka.


"Udah no papa, strengthen your heart do not be paperan okay! You should get used to it from now on" Nawa whispered in Wita's ear.


"okay!" the spirit of Wita actually Wita has often come home with Raka but never just the two of them from school because usually they are always three but Nawa today has to go home late.


"Oi!" wita shouted from the front of the school gate but Raka did not hear then Wita came to him and pulled the headshet that was on Raka's back and made Wita look at him and make Wita have to hold her feelings now.


"Said Nawa he can't come home with us, so he told us to go home first" Wita explained.


"It's good that way" said Raka.


"What's so good?" asked Wita to Raka then Raka just shook her head not wanting to continue her words earlier.


On the way home Wita looks moody and looks not passionate and excited.


I hope nothing wrong thinks. Inner Wita.


"Well, how moody is that?" asked Raka and Wita did not answer he was cool with his own imagination.


Ckk, what the hell is this weird chick thinking. I've never even had a girl at all and usually I'm the girl peacin but now, how dare he. Inner Raka was furious because of being stirred.


"Don't hold-hold!" said Wita reflexively hit Raka's hand with her sick left hand.


"Aww!" wita's voice was in pain, she hit him and he was in pain.


"Lo why the hell from that daydreaming only?" ask Raka.


"No papa," said Wita answering Raka's question.


Irit really talk about girls, usually I'm always the irritant talking why now upside down. Inner Raka thought as if her state was reversed now.


Then there was a little boy who came with an aprone face towards Raka.


"Sister! Brother! Beliin pelmen," said the little boy asking Raka with a tug of his pants and Raka felt disgusted then pushed the little boy and the little boy cried.


"Yes!" crying of the little boy.


"That's crying again," said Raka as if he didn't care.


"Where are his parents?" raka said just seeing the boy cry.


"Then you're all right the same little boy like that, how will you be if you have children, do you want your child to be like a giniin?" said Wita scolded Raka he was disappointed.


"It turns out true do not look at the person from the outside but look at the inside, you are indeed well arguably cool from the outside but do not know the inside," said Wita while wiping the mouth of the aprone little boy and Raka just looked at him speechlessly.


"Sister don't cry anymore well, later brother buyin candy but brother wants to ask first where is sister's mother?" asked Wita gently then held the little boy and the little boy stopped crying and showed me where his mother, Wita at that time did not care for Raka.


While Raka is currently digesting Wita's words and just tailing her.


"As promised by this sister brother love candy, but sister do not be far from mother again well, danger!" wita's advice to the little boy and he nodded his head then Wita advised his mother to be careful to take care of her child.


Wita left with a bright smile leaving her son and mother.


On the way home Wita did not reprimand Raka because still angry it seems his hand began to get sick but Wita just remained silent, at that time Raka watched Wita she knew that Wita was in pain because from earlier she was massaging her hands.


"Does your hand hurt any more?" raka asked worriedly and wanted to hold Wita's hand but Wita fended her off.


"Are you still angry about the same thing?" ask Raka.


"If I'm sorry, I won't like that anymore" said Raka made a promise Wita scrunched her forehead.


"Actually I never play with children at all" said Raka.


Wita is still silent but at this time Wita does not seem to be angry anymore with Raka because Raka has admitted his mistake and wants to change, that's how Wita he when angry with someone only briefly can not be long when angry.


Why it feels like I don't like to see Wita angry with me, from his expression there is something that makes me feel uncomfortable, why I can fathom this, what feeling is this. I have never experienced this, why do I feel afraid that Wita is angry with me. Inner Raka and make her moody like sorry.


"Wit I'm sorry." said Raka really sorry.


"Udahlah Raka, please, I'm not angry because that's why my hands hurt so much that I can't answer you I'm sorry I'm not too focused on your words my hands hurt so much about this," said Wita smilingly enduring the pain while holding her aching hand.


Mercifully. Batin Raka relieved.


"Wit so from now on you have to be careful not to be like a child again you are an adult," the lecture Raka and Wita just respond to it with a smile.


"I just like to do things like that, actually I just say boredom anyway." explained Wita explained why she likes to act like a child.


"But your hands are okay?" ask Raka.


"It hurts anyway, but it seems like it was just a little moved so sick." explained Wita did not feel they until they were separated.


"Gue go home firstwell, be careful on the road!" raka told Wita.


"okay!" Wita gave her thumbs up convincing Raka that she would be careful and would not worry then she continued on her way home.


On the way home they were swept away with their own thoughts.


Wita who feels happy like now Wita has put feelings on Raka and managed to move on from Dava proof now he has not felt any more feelings when close to Dava is not like before.


While Raka he was thinking about how to run his cunning mind.