He could not continue what he was going to do and immediately lowered the knife. He quickly let go of the man and then faced me. The man fell to the floor and was immediately approached by those who had been curious. When Jr. turned to face me, I could see that he was so stunned that you could barely hear the grinding of his teeth in rage as the eyes that were staring at me glazed over.
"P-please st-op or maybe you can kill." I was suddenly scared of how he looked. My earlier courage to approach him suddenly disappeared when I saw the anger on his face. I really want to cry and just run and regret what I did. I thought that maybe later he would heap his anger on me. I was shaking and almost collapsed in fear. I also feel like my tears are about to fall with so much nervousness.
I was surprised when he took me by the hand and pulled me away from the area.
"J-Jr." I was nervous to call his name.
He did not answer. He just dragged me around without hesitation until we got to their house.
"What happened?" Aunt Mila greeted us but Jr. did not answer. I just followed him until he took me inside their house. We went to a room and entered and then he slammed the door shut.
When we were both inside, he let go of me and then stared at me.
"J-Jr." I am really nervous when I saw the anger in his eyes. What if he heaped his anger on me because I scolded him. The number of scenes playing in my mind so I almost have to squat here in extreme nervousness.
"Do you know what I dislike most of all, Mia?" He asked quietly as he stared at me. “What I hate the most is that when someone stop me when I have a fight. Because I might not be able to control myself and my anger will turn to that one.” I am already crying and I feel like my tears will come out any time because of takot.
"So the next time you see me fighting don't come near me even if you see me being killed ------------- do you understand?"
I Nodded to let him know that I understood what he said. Then I bowed down following tears that I had shed earlier.
I could feel him pulling at me. Then he hugged me tightly so I cried even more. I sank into his chest until I felt a faint caress on my back.
“I'm sorry if I scared you. I have no intention of making you scared. I just want to tell you not to do that again. You don't know what kind of person my enemy is, he can turn on you and mighurt you.” This time he was calm but my crying was still continuous.
He lifted my face and wiped away the tears. The hair that covered my face was also fixed.
"I've seen you cry twice so you owe me a lot." I narrowed my eyes at him and then raised an eyebrow even though there were still tears on my cheeks and I was still crying. I was still a bit sniffling while looking badly at him.
“Jr! open it! ” We both turned to look at the door when we heard a consecutive knocks. He was shaken and then scratched his neck and looked at me. I motioned for him to break before he approached the door.
He pulled me to get closer to him so the two of us are now standing in front.
"They're hear," I said. He put his ear to the door.
"Jr!" his mother's obvious voice shouted again.
I heard her take a deep breath before opening the door.
We were both settled in when we saw mama and papa standing with Janel, aunt Mila and three of Jr.'s friends. Mama quickly approached me and held me on the shoulder then looked at Jr with astonishment and trepidation. She stroked my face but she did not speak.
“I'm sorry and I brought Mia here. I just told her not to interfer when she sees someone fighting. It's dangerous and one of the fighters might turn on her,”Jr. explained to them.
I heard mama's deep sigh, and papa straightened up and looked at me.
"We were worried when Janel came home and told us what happened so we rushed here and we don't know what happened," Dad said calmly.
"I'm sorry again." Jr. bowed as an apology.
"Jr. oh!" Janel handed over the notebook which Jr. also immediately took. I wanted to laughed because she really didn’t break it or put it anywhere. She really knew it was important so even if he saw something bad he still didn't let it go.
"I didn't open it." And I already know that he is not interfering. Because when it is said that it is forbidden, he is no longer curious.
"Are you okay Mia?" dad asked me.
"Yes, I was just scared but I am ok."
"Do you want to go home?" mama asked.
I first looked at Jr. and he answered mama's question.
"Is it okay if Mia and I will talk?" Jr asked mom. Dad looked at me and didn't answer. "I just wanted to recover because I think she was scared before," he added.
"Mia," Dad calls me.
"Is it okay, Pa?" I asked daddy.
"Ok," he just replied then invited mama and Janel to go home.
When they left, Jr. and I followed him out of the room and went downstairs. When we were outside the house, we heard that the person who was fighting with Jr the police had been arrested. I found out that the reason he hit that man was because he helped a woman who abused by that man.
We are sitting on the bench here in the plaza. We both just watched the kids having fun playing while the moms were gossiping.
“Jr.,” I began.
“Why?
"Why don't you want to look for a job so you don't just hang out," I said.
“Don't understimate my job, Mia. I helped a lot in our society.” He wasn't angry when he said that.
“I'm not being mean and I'm not putting you down. I'm just saying why don't you work.”
“If you have college diplomas, the fast food crew failed, what else can I do that I didn't even finish high school. Maybe even being a janitor rejected me.”
"You didn't finish high school?" I asked with a frown
"Why, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, how can you write?"
"I can read Mia, so I can also write."
“Tss! What I'm saying is, you're good at writing, every word you write is polished and clean.”
"I didn't write that." He smiled at me and pointed to his heart. “This ---- this is what dictated to me. Remember that when this is what provokes you, there is nothing untrue and nothing you cannot understand. Whether you use letters or mouth.” I was speechless and just stared at his chest where his heart was.
‘I wish I was inside.’
"How's you're reading then?"
‘If you had seen me earlier before you fought, you would have seen how much my eyes are full of tears because of what you have written.’
But of course I won't say that.
"It's okay, there's also a penetration in the heart while reading," I replied. "I have something to tell you," I added.
He looked at me so I also looked at him and there was this beats again with a stomach that would have been swallowed but still lost.
"What?" he asked.
"I just want to tell you I love you." Didn't I say I would take it back? Of course not anymore ‘isn’t it?
Silence prevailed and then he kissed my forehead. I don't know what that's for but I smiled. I will not ask him to want me back. All I can tell him is that my heart is ‘ok’ with me. I don't want to keep it a secret from him and even more I don't want to fool myself anymore. I love him and I know there is nothing wrong with how I feel.