WhyRU สายฟ้าซน : Chapter 8 [Part 1]

Author : Candy Onn

Translator : Haruhi

Proofread: Wendy 

♫ 

But of course, what everyone thought about is correct.

My wish has never come true. Not even close to becoming true anyway.

I don’t know whether it is because fate is playing a joke on me or just me never having luck since I was born. Because no matter what I wish for, it always ends up resulting in the opposite of what I wished for.

“Damn this rain, really knows how to work right? Immediately stopping when I’m no longer waiting for a taxi, it’s as though it didn’t rain before.” I complain softly as I step inside the room after I’m done hanging out my uniform at the balcony.

Right now, I already changed into a new set consisting of a tank top, paired with shorts that belong to Saifah. It might seem baggy but it somehow fits me well when I wear it.

“But even if you managed to stop one, we don’t know whether the driver would agree to take you in or not.”

“You are right though.”

Just now, when both of us waited for two hours, damn, no one agreed to take me. I sway my head in frustration before I approach the end of the bed, glancing at the room’s owner who is lying on his bed, playing games.

“What?” Saifah gazes up while asking, taking his sight off his phone to look at me.

“Where should I sleep?”

“Wherever you want. The floor? Wait, I will get you some covers.”

“I don’t want to wait. I want to sleep on the bed.” After I say my words, I rush to crawl up on the bed because I’m afraid that the room’s owner will really make me sleep on the floor.

“So, why did you ask?”

“It is simple manners.” I shrug my shoulders irritatingly towards him before I shift to sit next to him.

I can see the game Saifah played, but somehow my eyes are more attracted to the thing placed on the bedside table… my guitar pick bracelet.

“What are you planning to do?” Asked Saifah as he reaches out for my guitar pick bracelet faster than me.

“My bracelet!”

“What, yours?” Saifah makes a puzzled expression. “I will keep this because the owner doesn’t want it.”

“What do you mean by not wanting it? It’s mine.” I claim while reaching out for the bracelet but at the same time Saifah draws his arm back, snatching the bracelet away from my grasp, not allowing me to have it.

"Saifah, I just want what is mine na woie."

"Are you sure this is yours?"

"I'm sure."

"I'm pretty sure that before this there was someone who left it here like he didn't want it."

"That's true, but at that time I..."

"I what? I don't want it, isn't that so?"

"Not that." I answered the person before me, lifelessly. 

"I want it back." I reach out for my bracelet once again, but he avoids me so well that I begin to feel annoyed and so damn irritated. 

"Saifah!"

"What Zon?"

Act annoying once again

"You will give it to me nicely or I will get it with force."

“Boasting much.”

“Come on, give me.”

This time I reach out for the bracelet once again and in that moment, I don’t really think much about what could possibly happen. What I know is that I must get my bracelet back.

The next moment I realised that Saifah already brought the bracelet higher until it is out of my reach. And I suddenly recall the time when we kissed… again.

However, it occurred for just a few heartbeats because the moment I witness the smirk on the corner of Saifah’s lips, I can’t help but to feel weird.

“You say…” Saifah leans closer, whispering into my ear. “This is like in the novel, right?”

My eyes widened when Saifah said these words. Right now, I’m not sure whether he really understood the matter which I’m worried about, but why on damn earth did he suddenly bring it up, I don’t know.

“What do you mean same as in the novel? It’s not the same. There is no way it would be the same. That’s it, I’m getting my bracelet back!” Crying out loud, I changed the topic while snatching the bracelet which Saifah held previously.

“What’s the deal you have with the novel exactly? Why do you look so strangely worried about it? I could see it already since the time it rained.” The person before me asks me with a suspicious look on his face.

“What worry? You’re mental, talk nonsense all the time.”

“Who exactly is the mental one here, if not the one who’s thinking nonsense such as slipping into a novel, isn’t that so na?”

“…” I swallow the lump in my throat when Saifah randomly speaks about this. He narrows his eyes, as though he’s searching for the truth.

“Don’t tell me it’s true.”

“It would be crazy if it’s true. It’s not true, not even a bit.” I pretend to be relaxed and gaze down as I put on the guitar pick instead. 

This action of mine is actually opposed to what’s happening inside my heart, it nearly sprang out of my chest. I don’t really fancy the idea of letting someone else know about this because just amongst my friends who know it, I already act a little bit too nervous.

If ai’Saifah knows about it too, won’t I immediately end up at the hospital?

Others might see me as nonsensical, but to those not having been in my shoes, they wouldn’t damn understand it. Because since that moment where I made an oath, there were a lot of incidents which lead me to that kind of thinking, for real.

“Well, let’s just forget about that, but this one.” Saifah said while grabbing my wrist with the guitar pick bracelet, bringing them in both our view. “I will make it clear here na Zon, that if I ever see you abandon this bracelet again.”

“…”

“I will keep it and won’t return it to you.”

“Yes, I know.” I mutter while pulling my hand from his hold.

My mouth is mumbling, yet my heart is cursing at him as well.

“Turn off the light na Saifah, I will go to sleep.”

“Is this my room or yours?”

“Yours.” I respond, tugging the duvet over my figure. “You know where the switch is at, so it’s you who’s supposed to switch it off. I want to sleep.”

“…”

“Good night.”

 I wish good night to the room’s owner when the lights are out. And maybe it’s because of the fatigue I had due to the long exposure of rain and the damn long waiting for a ride which nearly took up to two hours, but it made me fall asleep the fastest within this past month.

In my dream, I could feel someone embracing me with warmth. That person seems to cherish me until I feel like floating upon a cloud. The gentleness that occurs feels so soft and gentle even when the person’s lips touch my forehead before it goes down to my lips.

However, somewhere inside me, I find that the kiss feels way too familiar, I couldn’t explain it in words.

The kiss somehow resembles the kiss of someone but I couldn’t figure out who that someone is.

♫ 

The morning rays interrupt my feeling, as today the rays illuminated so brightly I nearly want to bury myself beneath the duvet again. Honestly, my room is usually not this bright. Right now, it feels like I’m not sleeping in my own room. Am I not?

Gradually I open my eyes. 

There’s a blurry view which appears so close in front of me that I have to adjust my eyes. However, as soon as I could see the person in front of me clearly, I immediately realise that my face and Saifah’s are way too close. 

Plus, we’re sleeping in each other’s embrace as well.

“Hoie!!!”

“Hoie!!!”

(Fall down)

“Oii! Shit!!! Why are you kicking me off the bed?!” The room’s owner is not only surprised that our face are this close to each other, but he also kicks me away that I fall off the bed and end up on the floor right away.

“Well, it’s because you bring your face close to mine.”

“It’s you who brought your face to mine first. Damn it, it hurts na woie, being kicked!” I complain while rubbing my hip. 

And ai’Saifah’s bed is not that low as well. He kicked me in a way that I couldn’t see it coming in time and it really made my hips ache.

“Sorry. It’s my fault. I didn’t mean it.”

“Err it’s fine.” I get back on my feet and grab my hip.

“Does it hurt so much?” Saifah asks with a guilty expression, but in his guiltiness, there’s also a trace of amusement hidden there.

“Maybe it is so funny instead”

“I’m sorry.”

“I really hate your apology, damn you!” I throw the pillow to the room’s owner before I walk away to get the towel. “If that’s so, I will take a shower first na.”

This time I take a shower that lasts a bit longer than before. The reason why I take a shower this long is because ai’Saifah teased me last night about me bathing so quickly. 

In the end, I stand under the warm shower for quite a bit until I think it’s long enough and step out of the shower.

“I toasted some bread for you to eat.”

Before the room’s owner entered the bathroom to shower, he tells me about the bread which is set on the Japanese table.

“Thank you so much. And may I know where the iron is?”

“In the wardrobe. You can just take it.”

“Okay.” I nod and walk to get the clothes I dried outside, getting them ironed. In between my lips is the bread Saifah toasted for me. 

As soon as I’m done ironing my clothes, I immediately put them on and write something on a post-it, letting him know. In my mind, I’m considering that it’s better to thank him first, but my other half is thinking of saving it. 

In the end, I decide to go with the post-it, sticking it somewhere in sight and then walk out of the room.

To Saifah.

I will go to class first na. Let’s meet each other in the evening.

And this is my Line id ZONZONZON.

Add na, in case there’s anything for us to talk about. 

From Zon.

♫ 

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WhyRU ฟตตต : Chapter 5 [Part 2]

Author : Candy Onn

Translator : Haruhi & Gia (Wattpad)

Proofread : Wendy

ღ Because It's Love right? ღ

18.05

Extremely quiet

It is very quiet. 

Tutor never thought that the Social faculty's library building would look really gloomy. 

Maybe it's because it is still under renovation. So most of the students aren't passing by.

"P' can hold these two boxes right?" Tutor stops and stands in front of the library, asking the person beside him.

"What are you thinking?" He answered irritably to the person who made an annoyed face this afternoon. 

"Come on, it should be nothing for you because I have to open the door." 

After saying this, he puts the box on top of the box Fighter is holding right away. The person who is wearing the engineering uniform frowns his eyebrows, not pleased the least bit, but agrees anyway and stands quietly. 

He lets Tutor do his task. Tutor unlocked the door, walked inside to turn on the lights and then he walks back to Fighter, taking back his box to carry.

"You can let me hold it na."

"It's all right. I don't want to trouble someone like you, P."

"What's with someone like me?"

"Someone like P', na?" 

Tutor looks into the eyes of the person in front of him for a while and then shrugs it off as if he doesn't find the answer to that question. 

"Forget it, let's get inside."

When he sees that Tutor doesn't answer, Fighter chooses not to ask any further. He quietly follows the smaller person, constantly glancing at his (Tutor) back with mixed feelings.

He can't explain what those feelings are. 

However, one of them is probably the feeling of respect because the person in front of him started working to make money even before he graduated. Unlike him, who is still asking for money from his parents. 

Fighter doesn't know how to describe this feeling, but this feeling wanders in his mind every time he thinks about it.nMaybe because the people around him, not even one, can be compared to Tutor. None of them are struggling this much.

So it feels like ... impressed, maybe?

Fighter follows Tutor to the document room. He walks and puts his own document box and bag in front of the room then walk to open the door.

Creak, creak

The sound of the light switch being pressed a few times is loud enough for Fighter to look back.

"Is it bad?"

"Maybe, I've tried to turn it on many times already."

"That's fine. Let's just hurry up, bring this inside and hurry back."

"I know" Tutor complains.

He placed the document box on the floor to hold the door and Fighter just couldn't recall the reason why the smaller person did that. He is standing there looking at the person in front of him, removes the document box and follows him.

Puk!!!

But along the way he tries to keep up, Fighter kicks the box which Tutor placed down to hold the door.

"Why did you put it there?" The taller boy mumbled whilst using his foot to remove the box which slowly closes the door.

"P'fight the door!"

"?"

"It can't be opened!!!"

"How is that?"

"Remember the teacher said, P'!!"

Bang!!!

"P'Fight ..." the tone in which he calls his name is not as fierce as his eyesight.

"Well, I didn't remember that the door is broken"

"Then what did you even remember, P'?"

"Well, ai'Tor ..."

"Enough, stop talking ..." 

Tutor raises his hand to stop him and pushes his shoulder back to the door, while Fighter decides to put the box in his hands down and then walks back to where Tutor was.

"And? Can you open it?" He asks when he sees the younger person trying to open the door many times.

"I can't ..."

"..." 

Silence creeps up between them. The younger person looks at him (Fighter) with an unhappy expression.

"It's all because of P'"

"Me?"

"Yes, because of P'. P' should see that I put the box to block the door. Even if you can't remember, then P' should have an idea of why I put it there."

"What are you complaining about?..."

"How can't I not complain, when we will be trapped here because of you, P'?"

"We have a phone to call someone."

"My bag is outside."

"Use mine, here," He said, picking up his phone and handing it to the other person. 

Tutor shakes his head while looking at the taller person.

"Then hurry up and call. Soon, everyone will be going home."

"..."

"What?" 

All of sudden, the owner of the mobile phone is looking at him with a strange look. The expression on his face is hard to read.

"P'Fight ..."

"..."

"Don't tell me, the battery ran out?"

"Hmm"

"Damn P'!"

"You complain too much. My ears will be deaf"

"Just look at P'! Why couldn't you notice that and charge the battery?"

"Then would I have known that I'm going to be trapped here?"

"You should be more prepared."

"Saying that I'm not prepared, just ask yourself first why you left your bag outside like that?"

"Well, it's heavy so I put it down outside, and why P' doesn't charge your battery?"

"How heavy is it? Why couldn't you carry it inside?"

"..." Tutor becomes speechless, pouting as he feels unsatisfied.

"..." Fighter himself is no different. 

He looks at the junior who is still making an angry face. In the end, Tutor lowered his head and turns to look the other way. "Forget it."

Not sure whether it's because of pity or anything, but he doesn't like Tutor making such a face.

"Wait, I'll try to find something that can be used to unlock the door." Fighter takes off his engineering uniform and puts it on the box.

He then walks around to find something that he can use to unlock the door. Finally, he found a clip wire. 

He stretched it and unlocked the door just like how he saw in the movies or drama, which could be done at the very first try. However, this is not a movie nor drama and it is not as easy to unlock it as he thought.

(Crack)

"Is it done?" Tutor asks while leans against the door and turns to look at him. 

Fighter doesn't answer as he just moves the door lightly once more hoping that it can be opened. But in the end, he can only shake his head as an answer and sit down.

"(Sigh)" 

The sighing voice sounded again. 

"I think P' should stop. It's better to wait for people to look for us."

"..."

"Let's just sit"

"Err, I know already" Fighter nodded softly. 

He walks to pick up his shirt and then moves to sit down next to the smaller boy. He picks up his phone in the bag and tries to turn it on again. 

In fact, Fighter is not the type who lets his battery run out like this, but since today's subject was so boring, he played games all the time.

"Forget it P'" Said the person near him, while looking at him "Once the battery runs out, no matter how hard you try, it won't turn on."

" I think it's better to wait for someone's help."

"Hmm" Fighter nods. 

He stuffs his mobile phone into his shirt and slowly closes his eyes.

What Tutor said is contradictory actually, because if he decides to find whose fault it is regarding this matter, then it will be himself.

ღ Because It's Love right? ღ

20.24

(Drop down)

Suddenly Tutor's left shoulder feels heavy. 

When he turns to look, he finds the other person is resting his head on his shoulder.

"P'Fight" he calls the name of the person who laid his head on his shoulder, puzzled. 

However, the owner of the name only keeps quiet, there's only the sound of warm air being breathed out.

"P', are you teasing me?"

"..." 

The person who is being asked is still quiet until the smaller boy begins to frown and tries to push Fighter's head away from his shoulder. 

Of course, it doesn't work. 

The more he pushes the head from his shoulder, the more Fighter will lean back onto it.

"Ai P'Fight!"

"..."

"He really doesn't hear me huh?" Tutor says and looks back. 

He lowers his head to look again and curses "Damn P' ..."

In the end, he could only let Fighter put his heavy head leaning against his shoulder.

If I find out that you intentionally annoyed me, I will kill you

ღ Because It's Love right? ღ

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WhyRU ฟตตต : Chapter 5 [Part 1]

Author : Candy Onn

Translator : Haruhi & Gia (Wattpad)

Proofread : Wendy

ღ Because It's Love right? ღ

"You don't believe me?"

"Huh?"

"You don't believe me, Tor?"

"Believe about what, Zon?"

"About what I've told you that the two of us are getting into a novel"

"Waitttt"

"Believe me, Tor! You and I are getting into the fiction that Sol has written"

"Zon" Tutor tried to call his high school friend's name to remind him again.

"I told you the truth! You have to believe me!"

This time, aside from saying it in a loud voice, the shorter person reached out his hand to hold and shake the other's shoulder vigorously. 

"Believe me Tor, trust me!"

"Zon wait a minute, calm down."

"Tor, believe me ... ai'Tor, ai'damn Tor!!!!!"

"!!?" Tutor is startled when he heard a call from someone. 

He widens his eyes looking at the sight in front of him, then blink his eyes to see who the person is that’s looking at him.

"Why are you sleeping in class?" A familiar voice shows that the person who woke him up is Day.

"Hmm"

"Normally you aren't like this"

"Last night I slept a little late" Tutor raises his hand to massage between his eyebrows with weariness.

He slept late last night because he was busy calculating his living expenses and whether it's enough for his dormitory cost and eating expenses. 

But no matter how much he saved, in the end, he may just able to only spend a very little amount of money anyway.

"Is Saifah already gone?"

When he is fully awake, Tutor turns his head around. The classroom that should be full of people is now empty. Even Saifah who is his friend, already left.

"Well, yeah. P'Soda called. She asked him to meet her to teach guitar for the people who will sing at the football club's project."

"In conclusion, Zon really doesn't accept this project na"

"It seems so. I saw that Saifah is with someone else" Tutor nods as a sign that he understands.

He knows his friend's habit of not wanting to be busy except when there’s someone challenging him.

"Nothing"

"Are you okay Tor? Your face seems very tired."

"Are you sure?"

"Errr"

"Okay, okay. Because if you don't say anything, I won't know how to help you. I have to practice basketball again. It's already late, I'll be hit by the fourth year again."

"Then, Day can go, hurry up. I'll finish packing my stuff and then go back as well."

He (Tutor) nods while looking at his friend who's leaving the classroom until he disappeared and then slowly sighed. He never thought that in this life he would be able to fall asleep in the classroom.

He is very grateful that the teacher of this subject is not very strict. Maybe because the sec is big, so nobody cares about him. After Tutor is done collecting his sheets, he slowly walks out of the school building.

Today he doesn't have to rush to work at the shop and also doesn't need to hurry to tutor for anyone. It is a boring time. But it also makes time for him to rest and think as well.There aren't many student activities in the afternoon.

But the talking voice is loud enough for him to turn around to look. It turns out to be people cheering for athletes, or even a volunteer camp club that are laughing happily.

Tutor has never had this kind of activity. He has never participated in any activities. 

It's not that he doesn't want to do it. But he can't do it.

"Waai!"

[T/N: It's an exclamation word for women]

The loud voice caught Tutor's attention to turn and look back. The sight in front of him shocked him and made him rush over to help quickly.

"Professor, what happened khrab? Where does it hurt?"

"It's all right, I'm all right. But these documents ..."

"I'll help to pick them up" Tutor finally said, then he bent down to collect the scattered documents which were dispersed all over the floor.

"Put them in this box, na son"

"Khrab" Both boxes are put down in front of him.

"Er, you over there ... yes, you ... are you free to come to help me put these documents in the box?"

The professor's voice shouted to someone else who happens to pass by, asking for help to collect the documents.

At first, Tutor doesn't know the person wearing an engineering shirt who’s called by the professor. He only knows later on when the documents are collected and he looks up.

At that time, he just learned that the one who came to help is P'Fight.

"Thank you so much to both of you na. Come, prof will bring them by myself."

"It's all right khrab, prof. It's better if you let the two of us hold it for you." 

The person who wears the engineering uniform speaks in a calm tone, which makes Tutor who is standing not far from him, look at him in surprise. He didn't think that someone like P'Fight also has this side too.

The side which makes him look like a considerate person.He thinks like this because someone like P'Fight didn't seem to be considerate to anyone.

Both of them nod and then follow the teacher. Along the way, Tutor did not intend to talk to the person who walks together with him.

But it's the senior who suddenly leans his face closer and whisper to him.

"I saw it na."

"Saw what?"

"When you made an annoyed face to me a moment ago."

"So biased"

"Hey ai'Tor."

RRRRrrrrrrr

The professor's phone ringing causes him and P'Fight who are following the professor to stop too.

"An urgent meeting kha? ... alright kha ... okay kha, I'll hurry to come over... I know kha ..." The teacher talks on the phone for a few more sentences and then turns it off.

Afterward, she looks at both of them with a concerned expression.

"Prof has a meeting with the assistants. If it doesn't bother you, can you bring these documents to the building?"

"Okay, khrab prof. Then, which building do these documents need to be sent to khrab?"

"In the Social faculty's library, building A. You just walk to the end and there is a document storage room na son. But be careful, apparently, the library building is closed for renovation. Right now, the workers have probably already gone home." Said the professor while searching for a key in her bag.

"Khrab" Tutor is reaching his hand out to accept the key.

"Oh, and one more thing. The door of the document storage room, if you open it, you will need something to hold it open. The door is broken and can't be opened from the inside."

"Okay khrab."

"Thank you so much na son"

"It's all right khrab prof"

 

 ღ Because It's Love right? ღ

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WhyRU สายฟ้าซน : Chapter 7 [Part 2]

Author : CandyOnn

Translator : Haruhi

Proofread : Wendy

♫ 

(Sound of rain)

The heavy falling rain was producing a whistling windy sound, it made both me and Saifah rush whilst running together. Even though Saifah's building is actually nearby, both of us still ended up being soaked.

"What the hell? It's so sudden. It’s raining so hard that all is soaked." I grumble to myself when the room's owner opens the door, letting me step inside.

"Exactly. It is like a scene in a drama or in a novel."

"What damn novel do you mean? It's not the same." I reply anxiously to the guy in front of me right away. In my head, I recall the vow I did with ai'Zol.

"This is a totally natural occurrence. It can rain anywhere. It's just a normal rain shower, that's it. How can it be the same as in a novel? Can you not exaggerate, Saifah?"

There's no way it would be like that. This is reality.  How can it be compared to a novel?!

"Why do you take it seriously?" Saifah walks toward me with a towel. His eyes which are focused on me are filled with confusion.

Well, how can you understand this?! It's not you who made an oath with ai'Zol, it's me.

"I'm only joking."

"Joking is not allowed."

"Why?"

"It doesn't matter why, and what about my bracelet? I want it so that I can hurry back." I gesture with one hand out, asking for my customised guitar pick bracelet from the owner of the room.

"Why do you need to hurry back? It's still heavily raining outside."

"It's still manageable. You do have an umbrella for me to borrow right?"

"I do. But it is still raining heavily, and you are still soaked."

"It's fine."

"But, if you are this soaked, do you think the driver would let you sit in his van?"

"..."

"..."

"That's right. Go shower and change into dry clothes first. This soaked, you look like a puppy who fell into the water." Said Saifah whilst he tries to give the towel in his hand, but I'm not close enough to receive it.

"I don't want it. I want to go back!"

"..."

Saifah doesn't say anything, he just shows a plain expression as his reply instead. Seeing him like this stuns me with fear. I never experienced such a mood of him before, and never thought it would turn out so scary that I would feel anxious.

"W-Well, I don't have any spare clothes. My boxer is also wet. Will you let me wear yours though?"

"I do have spare clothes. As for the boxer, I have a new one in the closet. And can you not talk too much, Zon? You are shaking due to the cold... go take a shower already."

"..." I've not yet answered the guy before me. I keep quiet and portray an unpleased face until Saifah places the towel on my head and gives me a gentle nudge.

"Go!"

"Yessss. I will go" But is it necessary to make such a stern voice though?!

I agree to take a shower like Saifah told me to. Right after I'm done with my shower, I walk out and notice a new set of clothes on the bed.

"Well, wait just a moment. I'm going to take a shower as well."

"Sure."

I nod as an answer to the room's owner while I'm heading for the new set, putting them on. Although it is quite big, it still fits. It doesn't feel too baggy on me.

After that, since I have nothing to do, I decide to explore his room until I see a guitar placed on the floor. I pick it up as I make my way over to sit, giving it a few strums. It is not that I strum them perfectly. It’s just a random strum since the chord still gives a rhythm sound.

(Door opens)

It’s the sound of the bathroom's door that opened, where Saifah steps out with a small towel on his head, drying his hair.

"You showered for way too long.I thought you already fell down and hit your head on the floor in the bathroom. Luckily, I didn't call Poh Teck Tung yet."

[T/N: Poh Teck Tung is a foundation service to collect dead bodies]

"Well I'm not taking a bath like someone else... and I'm not sure whether he's used soap or not?"

"I used it!" I respond to the person who's smiling annoyingly. In the end, I stop paying attention to him and get back to strumming the guitar. The next moment I realised that Saifah was already sitting by my side on the bed.

"What?"

"The guitar pick bracelet you asked me to make."

"Hoie, this is so pretty" I look at the guitar pick bracelet in Saifah's hand which he held out towards me before I take it and lay it over on my own wrist. "Thank you na."

"Eumm." Saifah hums, "Why don't you try to play."

I do as he instructed and I find it is much easier to play this way. It is much easier to strum compared to using only fingers, but when I try to hit the chord, some of the jarring sounds could still be heard.

 "So how is it? Is it okay?" The room's owner asks me when I try to play the guitar for a moment.

"Okay na. It is much better than using my fingers to strum but damn, I couldn't remember the chord well."

"Take it slowly. When you practice, you will remember it after a while."

"My memory is damn terrible."

"Look at you already knowing this."

"You have such a loose-tongue right."

I gaze up at him and act as though I'm about to smack him until Saifah slips out a cackle. At first, I'm trying to focus back on playing the guitar but then something runs across my mind.

"Hey, what time is it now?"

"About half-past eight maybe, why?"

"The van for me to go back home!" I put everything down right away, whether it's the guitar or the guitar pick bracelet, I just don't have time to think properly right now.

"Saifah!"

"What?"

"I borrow your slippers and your umbrella first na, the damn rain hasn't stopped yet."

"Yes, you can."

"Can I ask for a plastic bag too? I want to put my wet clothes and my shoes in there."

“Sure, wait a minute. I’m going to find one and give it to you.”

The room’s owner then rushed to go find the item I asked for as soon as I send him a gaze, asking him to hurry. I spend less than five minutes, stuffing all my things into the plastic bag before I rushed to the van station.

But damn, as you can see, fate always loves to play jokes with me!

“What now?” Saifah who is holding the umbrella asks me, when the last van already departed and there was a notice sign, saying that the departure time has been set ahead of schedule because of the rain.

As for the bus, even though they exist, I’m not sure whether it’s in this lifetime, but they do pass around here anyway. We have been waiting for nearly four hours and yet not one passed by.

“You probably need a taxi.”

“Maybe, I will ask one to stop.”

I nod and breathe out heavily, exhausted. The cost of taking a taxi to return to my home is not cheap na krub. Plus, even though you have to wave to stop any of them, you also need luck for the taxi to agree taking you to your destination. 

My house is not that near though. If I knew it would be like this, I would have already asked my mom to let me stay in the dorm, it’s much better.

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22:35

It has been two hours since I tried to stop a taxi at this place. It’s not that the taxi doesn’t stop. They do, but just to claim that the taxi is almost out of gas and if the ride could be done or not, saying it is way too far.

“What’s wrong with all these rides that they refuse to go?! It’s damn nearly two hours already that we waited here.  Taxi nowadays, what are their issues exactly? It’s just rain, light traffic because others also don’t want to go. If it wasn’t for my van already having left, I wouldn’t even think of riding a damn taxi. The price is so damn expensive!” I complain for a moment, expressing my dissatisfaction.

“Why don’t you try to call Grab once again?”

“I won’t. If they don’t come, then so be it!” I already accepted the fact that the taxi won’t go, but when I called the Grab, not a damn person received my calls which made me even more annoyed.

It may be because this road has that taxi port nearby. Plus, there’s news about the taxi and Grab drivers not being on good terms because they hit each other for quite a number of times. In the end, the Grab side solved the problem by not picking up any more customers around this road instead.

“Come on Zon. Calm down a bit. There might be one coming around soon.”

“Emm.” I nod to the taller guy who waits while holding the umbrella, protecting both of us. “Honestly, you should just return to your room na Saifah. You already accompanied me for a long time. I don’t want to trouble you.”

“It’s fine. My building is just around the corner.”

“Thank you so much. If there is no ride that wants to take me, I guess I will be sleeping at my friend’s dorm instead. But damn, it’s already late, will there be anyone who would pick up my call though?”

I recall some of my friends staying in the dormitory, but I’m not very close to any of them except ai’Tor who is from a different faculty.

“Do you think ai’Tor already went to sleep?”

“Ai’Tor’s building is at the opposite of the university na Zon.”

“Yes, I still remember it. I used to sleep at his place before.”

“I understand that you used to sleep there, but what I don’t understand is why you insist of going there when my building is just over here?”

“…” I keep myself quiet, not answering the person who is staring at me questionably.

Damn, don’t make such face, I can’t escape it!

“I thought we already became friends.”

There… showing drama in front of me.

“I-I…”

“But, I understand.” Saifah’s tone withered more than previous. “I once claimed the girl you talked with and this probably made you not want to be friends with me that much.”

“That’s not it. I just don’t want to trouble you.”

 “It’s fine, I totally get it.”

“You don’t get it.”

“I do get it.”

“But your face is telling me that you don’t get any of this.”

Saifah becomes quiet and turns his head away, throwing his sight elsewhere until a soft sigh escapes me.

“Saifah.”

“What?”

“Look at me.”

“…”

“Now.” I order the much bigger built person to look at me.

At first, he’s damn hesitating but in the end, he still turns to look at me like how I asked him.

“If the next taxi refuses to take me, then I will be sleeping at your room for tonight… is that okay?”

“…”

“I ask if that’s okay?”

“Hmm, okay.” After Saifah gives his words, he immediately avoids my eyes once again.

However, just now I noticed it na, that he is secretly smiling which makes me doubt whether the drama he showed previously is actually a lie or not. But maybe that’s not the case because why would a person like Saifah feels pleased and happy at the news of me staying the night in his place.

“But you must go buy a toothbrush first na.”

“Yes, I know.” Saifah said whilst looking at the road again. “There’s a taxi there, why don’t you try to call it?”

I nod and wave for the taxi which gradually approached the both of us. In my heart, I could only pray that it will take me away, take me away… please do take me away.

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Comments are appreciated as always ^^

 

WhyRU สายฟ้าซน : Special Chapter [Part 2]

Author : Candy Onn 

Translator : Haruhi

Proofread : Wendy

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"Do you want to eat something?" I changed the topic because I'm afraid that I might end up doing something with the unconscious drunken guy.

"I want."

"Then, what's nice to order?"

"I want! To eat!! You!!"

After he claims this, Zon bites onto my shoulder right away. Even though his bite isn't that harsh, I could still feel his teeth sink down on my shoulder.

"It hurts krub."

"Does it hurt? Then Zon will blow on it to soothe it." Zon says as he pulls me down by the neck before he puffs air on my shoulder gently.

He also placed a light kiss on the spot which makes me tense up at the coiled up feeling in my stomach right now. It's not that I refuse to do it or anything, but Zon is drunk. I want to do it when both of us are more conscious.

"Saifah..." Zon purrs my name, then uses his lips to nibble on my earlobe, half-serious-half-teasing.

"You are so drunk aren't you?" I ask once again.

"I’m not."

“If you’re not drunk, would you dare to say something like this?” 

“Of course I dare.” Zon says as he gazes up at me. He then cupped my face with both of his hands before his lips curled into a pout towards me. “I really want to eat you.”

“What’s this really?”

“I want to kiss you too. Want to kiss, Saifah?”

“…”

“…”

 "Then go on, kiss me." I raise my eyebrows, challenging the smaller guy.

He beams and leans down for a kiss, pressing his lips onto mine. But damn, since he is so drunk, the kiss which is supposed to be gentle turns out more like a hit on my lips instead.

"It hurts."

"You still dare to say that you're hurt. The person who is supposed to say that is me. You bumped onto me like this."

"Sorry."

"It's fine. Let me see your lips, is there any wound or not?" I cup Zon's face so that I could check his mouth which bumped onto mine earlier. Luckily, there's no scars or anything. 

"This is what you got!" I complain while flicking my finger on Zon's forehead.

He cries softly and immediately rubs the spot where I flicked him. 

"So, what do you want to eat really? I can order for delivery."

"Are you really hungry?"

"Well, I am not that hungry, but it's good if we order food because I didn't eat anything yet since this evening."

"Would you like to eat me instead?"

"Zon?"

"You really don't want to eat me." After he says it, Zon buries his face onto the crook of my neck again.

The strong alcohol scent I inhaled penetrates my nose which makes me shake my head, making the smaller guy feel ticklish and giggly.

"So, what do you want to eat krub?"

"Eat me or eat what."

"What is it with you Zon?" I hang up the phone call which is about to order food before I get a hold on Zon's face, pulling him away slightly from my shoulder so that he could see me in the face clearly.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Zon sucks air until his cheeks are round, turning away in another direction. Yet I manage to cup him by his cheeks, guiding him to look back at me so that we are staring in each other’s eyes.

"Say it. Is there anything you want to say and let me know or not?"

"I heard it when you said... that you're upset."

"Huh?"

"When we called each other this evening, you said that you are upset about me being understanding regarding you doing your project, am I right?”

I nod to Zon as my answer.

"But do you know?"

"..."

"I'm not that understanding like how I told you before. Sometimes, I also feel like I want to appear slightly paranoid about you. I want to be grouchy when you are only interested in doing your work, but not interested in me. Why are you only interested in doing your project? You always come back late. Sometimes, you even spend the night at ai'Day’s home. I don't want to be that understanding, but I..."

"..."

"I-I really... like really don't want to make you feel stressed. I don't want my behaviour to be a burden to you. I want to act all mature, so I pretend to be strong, and say that I understand everything you do. Even though I'm not even that understanding, not even a bit. I never thought to be understanding as well. But, I'm scared Saifah."

 "..."

"I'm afraid that if I demand too much from you... you would become bored with me."

"What a joke na Zon. Who would feel bored with you? I never feel bored with you, and you know this."

"Who knows about the future though?"

"It's my future, I would know it."

"..."

"And you, how did you get these nonsense thoughts by the way? Why would you think that I would feel bored of you?"

"..."

Zon doesn't say anything. He turns his face away from me and acts as though he's about to get away from my lap, but I'm fast enough to bring my hands around him, embracing his waist.

"Your boyfriend is asking, can't you hear it?"

"I do."

"If you do then answer me na krub, about where you got this thought. Why do you think you are being paranoid, annoying and would make the other person feel bored?"

"Zol."

"Pardon?"

"Ai'Zol said that."

"Say what?"

"She said someone with my behaviour won't last long with anyone. She said that I'm selfish, immature, hard to understand and have problematic behaviour. She said that if I continue to behave like this, you might breaking up with me later on."

"When you were talking to Zol, it was actually bickering, am I right? Then there is no need to take it seriously. You know that if Zol says something like this, it’s clear that she is furious and tends to argue. And it must be something big that she argued about that Zol mentioned something like this."

"That's true... we argued about something small, but obviously she made it big. Talking about how immature I am, but what she said somehow made me really think about it."

"You...you’re already small, why must you be a fool as well?" I say this whilst giving a slight push on Zon's head, feeling annoyed for once.

"There is no way that I would feel bored of you Zon. I love you because you are who you are. If you feel paranoid, do feel paranoid about me... I'm okay with it. Even if sometimes you have no reason or can't understand each detail about me, I'm also okay with it. Because I know what kind of person you are and I love you for being like that. I love you for sometimes being annoying (in a lovely way), I love you for sometimes being mature and I also love you for sometimes acting like a kid."

“…”

"If you behave mature all the time and act rationally in every aspect of your life, I might not have fallen in love with you."

"Are you saying this to please me?"

"Why would I say this just to please you?"

"Really na." The drunken guy then says it with a pleading tone once again. I nod once again, ensuring him that I really love him for who he is.

There is no need for him to be like anyone else or trying to do something to make me love him. Just him being himself is enough.

"That's good then." Zon mutters and tosses his body into my embrace, hugging me tightly.

As for me, I could only caress his head gently, telling him that I understand. "And why did you and ai'Zol argue that you both had to quarrel to this extent?"

"W-Well, because I stole her food." Said Zon faintly as though he's whispering to himself rather than saying it to me.

"What did you say? You stole your sister's food?"

"Yes! I stole her food. My mom bought this huge set of Japanese food for her as a reward for always helping mom around. But I felt annoyed, so I ate them all."

"But you didn't help your mom."

"That's true."

"And yet you went after your sister's food?"

"Yes." Zon nod, admitting his fault.

"Then no wonder she was furious."

"Are you taking ai’Zol’s side over me huh Saifah?"

"Well, look what you have done to your sister. Such a spoiled little baby."

"I'm not a little baby." Zon mumbles "But I already apologised to her na."

"I knew you would do that."

"How did you know?"

"Well, my boyfriend is cute like this na." I reach for his head, ruffling Zon's hair lovingly "But aren't you drunk to say something like this."

"I think so na." Zon says whilst burying his face onto the crook of my neck.

At first, I think it’s nothing more than merely a comfort hug, because in my mind, Zon is already okay with me to order some food. However, it doesn't go that way when Zon is damn really living up to his name.

His small lips begin to tease along my neck and my earlobe. The same goes for his small hands which begin to slide inside my shirt.

"Zon."

Do you know that ever since you started with the project, you’ve never done anything with me?"

"..."

"You are blushing na Saifah."

"It is so dark, how can you tell?"

"Dark? The lamp over there is so damn bright."

"..."

"..."

"You are shy about what I said just now right?"

"Eumm."

"If that’s so, would you do it?"

"You are drunk."

"So what?"

"I don't want to do it when you are not fully conscious."

"I'm conscious na Saifah... let's do it na. I miss you so bad. I want to be hugged by you so badly. Do you know that I have endured for way too long since the moment you start that project, but now I can't endure it anymore. Let's do it."

"Do what?" I ask teasingly which makes Zon lift his face up, staring at me. He licks his lips alluringly before he nibbles his lower lips and raises his eyebrows, obviously provoking me.

"Make you unable to sleep." After the small guy is done talking, he presses his lips on mine for a kiss.

His tongue slips inside my mouth before he uses both of his hands to cup my face. The kiss this time is full of thirst, and when the flame inside lights up fully, there is no way for me to let go, this passion has to be used na krub. 

After a while, my hands which were embracing Zon are now slipping inside the boxer of the petite guy. Zon's gasping sounds grow louder, between his soft moans escaping his small lips. "Ahhh."

"I like it when you moan like this." I confess while trailing down from his small lips to his chin.

I draw both of his legs, which are embracing my waist, tighter towards me. Afterwards, I push Zon's body gently so that he could lie on the bed comfortably.

I like Zon when he is at the peak of his mood.

I like it when his eyes seem unbearable like this.

"I also like it when you look like this."

“You talk a lot, eukk-” A moan escapes his small lips when my tongue goes down to his pulse.

He moans my name all night long. It has been two or three weeks since I focused on the project which needed to be sent to the professor. It made my desire of having the guy before me flare up and it will not easily be worn out.

And it’s no different from Zon himself, so both of our needs are satisfied, again and again.

I love Zon.

I love Zon for who he is.

I love him for being someone like this, he doesn’t need to be like anyone else.

“Just being you is enough Zon. Just being you… you. That I cannot escape from. You. That I love.” 

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