Family - Part 5

Part V

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(Reita’s POV)

I’m sure when I arrive at her place, she isn’t wake up yet. Yesterday I asked my friend, I wanted to take my assignment that she borrowed the other day. And here I am standing in front of her door calling her stupid name.

“Ang?” I knock her front door as loud as I can without resistant. I heard a stomping voice inside the house and finally someone open the door. Her brother does.

“Come in. Find her in her room, I think she still asleep” said her brother.

“Ah Okay.” I excuse my self and goes to her room. I find her lie on her bed pilled up with a ton of dolls. I bent down tries to wake her up “wake up girl!!” yelling, I hope she open her eyes.

“Ungghh… mnh” she mumble.

“Ang? I need my assignment now. Where is it?”

For a moment I think she won’t respond but she lift her hand and point to her table there. I search through her desk but I don’t find my assignment.

“Where is it Ang??”

“Ngghh… geez move” she gets up and shove me away from her desk. Sleepily she search and she hand me the book she borrowed “This. Now get out” She goes back to sleep drown to her dolls.

“Fine” I get up and make my way to outside but she grabs my foot so suddenly I almost tripped “What now?” I yank my foot from her grip.

“When you came back, bring me something to eat” she slump back to bed with her hand extend out.

“…” I turn and walk as fast as I can before she can grab me again and told me to buy things.

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(Third POV)

Kristen sits restlessly in front of her laptop while holding her hand phone. She stares at her contact list to find someone’s name. She calls her.

“Hello Kristen?” someone says in the other line.

“Em? Are you busy now?”

“Humm, no. Why?”

“Let’s hang out?”

“Where?”

“I don’t know. I’m hungry though. I’m alone at home”

“How about we buy some fried chicken at Jimbaran”

“Okay. I’ll be there in some minute.”

“Kay.”

-change scene

Reita fuming while grip his hand phone. He even mutters something under his breath. Why? Of course it’s because our lovely Ang. A while back she called Reita to buy her order and brought it back to her place. With a scowling face he stands in front of her house -again-.

“Ah, you back. Come in” said Ang with smile

“Yeah. I’m back” Reita said back with a sarcams.

“Ah, ah” Ang swing her pointer finger in front of Reita’s face “It’s rude to come to someone house with that kind of face. You should be more…urm...friendly”

“Who the hell do you think to make me wear this kind of face?”

“Uh… Let’s head to dining room, I’m hungry and I’ll make you juice to drink. Okay?”

“You and your stomach” Reita rolled his eyes but still following Ang to dining room.

They eat in silence. Ang didn’t protest when Reita ask half of her food, she didn’t want face Reita’s wrath. Their silence breaks when the front door knocks by someone. Ang rise from her seat and process to open the door. When the door open, she see two familiar head smiling and brings a lot of what seems to be a fried chicken.

“Kristen? Em? What are you doing here so early in the morning? Not that I don’t like you coming”

“Oh. We bought fried chicken but I don’t think we should eat it there. So your house popped in my head and here we are” Emily said.

“Actually we need plates, a glass of water I mean two of them, and we need rice as addition” Kristen adds honestly with Emily glaring to Kristen.

“Come in then, ah but there’s my friend come over too. Is that okay?” Ang ask.

“As long as we get a place to eat” Kristen said and Emily nod.

“Okay. Here, I’ll introduce you to him first” Ang walk to dining room and talk to Reita who then stand up and extend his hand to Kristen.

“Reita” he said while shaking hands, “Kristen” Kristen answer with daze. After that Reita extend his hand to Emily “Reita”, “Emily” Emily said.

Kristen sits on one of the sofas there while Emily finds plates for them in the kitchen and Ang busy rummaging on Emily’s and Kristen’s fried chicken.

An hour later Reita left and there are just Ang, Kristen and Emily in Ang’s house. They spent the day with either watching movies, play games, or just talking.