
Arriving at Vira's house, Rana immediately approached Mang Ono who was standing guard at his post.
"Lho's? Non Rana?" Mang Ono immediately stood up from his seat. His face was a little surprised to see the state of his employer's best friend who had somehow become. The man hurriedly opened the gallant gate of Vira's house.
"Call Vira yes, Mang. Tell me, I'd like to talk to you for a second," Rana's pinta was tight. Feeling guilty, he hesitates to step his foot into Vira's house.
"Good, Non." Mang Ono then moved to his employer's house.
"Wait here, Ra." Arka pulls Rana's body to shelter at Vira's house guard post.
Rana according to. His pupils continued to stare at the door of Vira's house anxiously. In his heart he kept praying; may Vira be willing to give him a chance. A chance to fix everything.
1 minute ...
2 minutes ...
3 minutes ...
The King's eyeballs immediately sparkled to see the white-painted door finally open. Regardless of the ban from Arka, the girl who was still in full white gray uniform ran towards the terrace of Vira's house. Ignoring the raindrops that were simultaneously flushing his body wet.
Once there, malang is not saddened. It turned out that the one who came out was not Vira, but Mang Ono who then said, "Sorry, Non, Non Vira again did not want to meet. He said, Non told to go." The man's face looks pity. But what can I do? After all, this was not something that he could join the camp.
Still under the rain disguising her tears, Rana nodded her head in agreement, then let Mang Ono go half-run towards her guard post.
In his place, Arka was about to step after Rana, but then his steps stopped because he realized the door of the house was finally open again. And this time, it's true that person who was waiting for a while earlier.
"Vir ..." Rana instantly sparkled to find Vira who finally came out. There was a glimmer of hope that he slipped among all the distress.
"Gapain you come here?! Whisper know?!" 190° changed. Vira is not the Syavira Syiva he knows. As if he had no pity, the girl looked at Rana, with an unfriendly frown.
"Vir, I just want to apologize" said Rana, the more he felt his throat choked. Among all the possibilities, he never expected this kind of response that Vira would give him.
"Sorry?" Vira slightly softened her body. His forehead is no longer wrinkled. But then, something in his heart rebelled. As if refusing to forgive Rana's mistakes.
Rana sobbing. "Gue's sorry, Vir. I was wrong. I shouldn't have believed Rena's accusations right away. Should have ...," Rana hung up her sentence. The girl again sobbed, enduring the tightness that kept gnawing at the chest. "... I should have believed the same. I shouldn't have believed him, this guy was the same as me."
Vira closed her eyes. Withstanding the tightness that suddenly crept into his chest cavity. Both hands clenched. Refrain from stepping forward and forgive the girl who has been drenched by the rain and tears.
"It's all Rena's fault, Vir.... It turned out that he had me bullied in one school at that time .. hiks .. hiks ... hiks .. hiks ...."
"Udah! Stop that!! I don't care anymore! Now, I'm gonna take a nap!" vira snapped as if without pity, then closed the door rough, causing a loud buzz.
Rana who was treated like that could only drop herself crying out in despair. Of all the days of pain for Rana, she hoped, this was the sadest day. Because if something is more stifling, he no longer knows how to bear it.
"We're home, Ra." Arka hugged Rana into her arms. Letting the two rain together.