The two of them showed a flash of hostility. Which I think, I created. I swallowed hard. Then, I stood up while letting go of Arya's grip.
I could see Arya's disappointed eyes when she found out that I chose Ricky. Again, I let go of his hand for the umpteenth time just because I gripped Ricky's hand tightly.
Ricky smiled sarcastically. He kept holding my hand as he walked away. While I followed him stupidly.
"Rick . . . wait," I tell him. Ricky turned his head, looking at me with a confused look.
I grabbed his hand for him to follow in my footsteps. Then, after I stopped, Ricky stopped too. Half bowed I stretched out my hand which was not in Ricky's grip, with a smile I offered to Arya;
"Wouldn't it be better if the three of us played?"
This afternoon... me, Ricky, and Arya were at Uncle Irawan's house. Just now Uncle Irawan said goodbye. Because, there is a sudden business in the police, he said.
