The Lost Sky
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Aira immediately came and reported what she was doing during the mission. I himself wanted to talk about the camera he managed to install, a Raymond came to interject. He whispered something and made Raymond end their meeting sooner. Before actually leaving, Aira asked what she should do with the offer that Raka offered.
The question from Aira made Raymond laugh very loudly. The man felt lucky to have and raise a beautiful doll like Aira. The girl never decides anything without asking him first.
"My beautiful girl, of course you have to agree with that!" raymond said to praise. "That could be a great opportunity to get closer and closer to our target!" added again.
The praised Aira showed absolutely no expression. The girl just put on a flat look and nodded in understanding. "Then I go first, master!" he said retreat.
"What a very useful doll," Raymond murmured while chuckling after Aira left her place.
As Aira passed through the hallway, she overheard some of Raymond's men talking about her. It was common, Aira did not know why they were always busy taking care of her and wanted to know about her.
"Do you see who's coming?" said one of them. Aira deliberately stopped to hear what else this time they were talking about her.
"of course. The boss's pretty doll, right?" the other answered.
"Bos loves him very much, otherwise I would have tried to taste him even once," another said showing a baji*gan expression on his face.
"Heh, don't talk that way if you still love life!" another whisper reminded.
"I know! I'm just saying this in front of you!" said reply. "But, who exactly is the boss' puppet?" ask again. "Is he maybe the boss's extramarital son? That's why the boss protected him in such a way?!" guess the origin and without proof.
"No!" talk about the other quickly. "To my knowledge, he was one of the children who survived the families that the boss had exterminated with his own hands!" continued. "This I heard directly from the seniors who were drunk again" he added.
Aira was shocked, was she really like that. What is the background so. The girl kept a cold expression despite the many questions that swirled in her head.
The girl got out of there. He didn't want to get caught and cause trouble. He had to find out the truth of everything the people said. He had to search for all the old news he could get. From the newspaper and from the cell phone. It's up to him from anywhere, but he has to know who he really is and what family he comes from.
Aira stops a taxi and asks to be delivered to Raka's house. The girl felt her head throb again, it felt so painful that it was like it was about to break. As soon as he arrived and rang the bell of Raka's house, the girl simply fainted without knowing what happened afterwards.
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The first thing Aira saw when she regained consciousness was the face of Raka who was very worried about her. "Thank God you're sober" said the young man looking relieved. "Where is sick?" ask her in a slower voice. "You should rest at home if you're sick!" he added a little bit of a nag.
"A ... Ir," Aira said in a hoarse and weak voice.
"Oh, a minute," said Raka chimed in. "This," continued the young man. He helped Aira hold the glass and drink the contents very carefully to her friend.
"What are you really sick with? There was no heat, no fever, but suddenly fainted" Raka said, holding the glass in her hand on the nightstand.
"I don't want to talk about it right now" said the girl turning her face away.
Raka was silent for a moment, it seemed like she had already crossed the line and interfered too much. But isn't that a natural thing to do with their fellow friends. "Rest as much as you need. I won't ask any more," said Raka sighing deeply. Obviously the young man retreated and did not want to interfere too much if indeed the person concerned did not want it.
"Thank you" said Aira. "I'll tell you that my headache has reduced a lot" the girl added, then closed her eyes. He felt very tired, it seemed like he needed a lot of sleep to be able to think calmly.
Raka smiled faintly hearing Aira's words before the girl fell asleep. Apparently his friend did not dislike him if he interfered, only his head was too painful to talk to at this time. It makes Raka feel a little better.
The young man went downstairs, leaving Aira resting alone in the room. Raka stood still in front of the stove, in her hand holding a mobile phone. The young man was looking for a tutorial on how to cook porridge for a sick person. Somehow Raka wanted Aira to eat the food she cooked with her own hands. Although it feels can not be guaranteed, but it is clear that he made it sincerely. If it is not good, he can blame the pain of Aira which causes the girl's sense of taste a little paralyzed by it. Well, it's not bad to also test up to where she has a talent when it comes to cooking. That is if he has that talent.
