Memories -2

"Me, bro? Did I fall?" asked Ayla stupidly.

Daren seemed to take a deep breath perfectly then he nodded too, how could he not, this little sister is really like two different people, where one side has a past and one side doesn't remember anything in her own future. This is a strange thing, but according to the doctor who examined his sister, Daren was sure that the doctor said his sister was okay. Yes, even though Daren himself knew that her sister at that time failed to do a head CT scan. Initially, this was intended to be done as a follow-up to find out if something might have happened, such as a fractured skull or something else. However, just when Ayla was in front of the room, Ayla suddenly woke up and immediately jumped. Whining to his brother to take her home, seeing Ayla's condition which Daren thought was fit and there was no shortage of anything and knew her and all the things that existed, Daren felt calm, and at that time Daren immediately brought Ayla home. It's just that sometimes Ayla seems like a strange girl, even though Daren was annoyed at first, at least now Daren is getting used to everything.

"Come on, don't talk about it, I also don't understand why you fell. I don't know if you've been chased until you fall," Daren muttered. Ayla could only be silent, she was wondering but she herself did not understand anything to be able to solve this problem. This is something that has never been imagined even until then.

"Really, big brother!" Ayla grumbled. She also pouted, and it managed to make Daren sigh perfectly.

"There, take your shower, change clothes and go downstairs. Brother has already prepared dinner for us."

"I don't want it, ah, for fried rice, Bro!" said Ayla. Daren took another deep breath, Daren was confused, what made Ayla sulk like this? Even Ayla herself knows that Daren can only make fried rice. In fact, fried rice is also ready on the table.

"Then what do you want to cook? You know that brother usually makes fried rice and instant noodles. Meanwhile, instant noodles can't be the same as Papa," explained Daren.

Ayla was silent for a moment, she herself did not know that her words might have hurt her brother's heart. Ayla's eyes looked at Daren with a perfect red face.

"How about buying it, Bro?" said Ayla at last, giving a piece of news and it made Daren pull an eyebrow perfectly.

"Okay, I'll order you later, I'll take a shower,"

"Ready, Boss!"

Quickly, Ayla immediately stood up, walked out of Daren's room, and then headed for her room. Lying down then Ayla was silent for a moment.

What was said by Devano, and why is it almost the same as what was said by her brother? But the strange thing is, has Ayla met Devano since middle school? Isn't it obvious that they are one year apart? Never thought that what Devano said was so real. This is the problem, this is a sign that it may be unimaginable forever. Ayla was still silent, but she herself didn't know what to do.

On the other hand, Devano seemed to be laying down on the hood of his car. His eyes were fixed on the shining night star. In the shadows of his eyes flashed shadows of the past that were dimly obvious, everything was there.

The figure of a girl standing secretly behind a wall of a cafe, which is currently Devano standing confused because his motorcycle tire is leaking.

Devano was on his hips, to be honest, he himself didn't know about motorcycle engines, it could even be said that he was confused about other problems as well. Devano snorted again, he took off his jacket and then banged on the motorcycle seat. Until the sound of laughter broke out and made Devano turn his head perfectly.

"Why are you laughing? Laugh at me, eh?" annoyed Devano.

The little girl with pale skin also showed part of her body, her hair was shoulder-length straight with sweet bangs. Devano saw the girl was like Dora with a beautiful and beautiful version. Suddenly, Devano's annoyance drifted somewhere.

"Besides, you cook the motorbike and get beaten. Do you think that if you get hit, the motor will start on its own?" said the girl.

Devano chuckled too, what the girl said was true, the most reasonable thing that made Devano feel ashamed of himself of course.

"Here, milkshakes! I'm sure you're thirsty, right?" guess the girl. The girl who was as tall as Devano's chest held out one of her milkshakes, while her other hand was busy putting another milkshake into her tiny mouth. Her red lips pursed perfectly, the cute look was so real.

"There's no way it was meant to be for me, right, this milkshake?" guess Devano. But also taken, because he was really thirsty right now.

The girl's face turned red, then she nodded her head as well. The girl looked shy looking at Devano now.

"How do you know? You're a shaman, aren't you?" asked the girl innocently. Devano just smirked too, annoyed that he was long with the innocent girl. "This is my brother's milkshake, but I'll buy it myself later. Whose fault is it taking so long? Cook me left behind!" grumbled the girl half protested.

Hearing this, Devano chuckled as well, unconsciously sipping the milkshake down. Even the sound of Devano's straw that only met the glass sounded real, so Devano and the girl both laughed.

"Thanks, yap. Whenever we meet, I'll treat you, okay!" Devano said then. The girl nodded shyly, her face completely red.

"How about just another treat?" asked the girl again, her face lowered, and Devano seemed to draw one eyebrow perfectly. The girl was a girl in the eighth grade of junior high school, and that was enough to make Devano feel uneasy too.

"What treat do you want?" asked Devano then.

"Photo with you, how?" asked the girl, Devano glared.

"Why?"