
“Tumben Ana kalem,” says Adi.
“Huum, usually if again collect gini Ana the most zest for food,” added Alfian.
“Maybe Ana nahan boker,” replied Sani.
“Or maybe, Ana again introspection. Surely now Ana again feels sinful, because every day mengeliatin naked stomach To Ming Se,” added Hidayat while plucking cassava chips on the table.
Cakra who was discussing with Ely immediately glanced at Ana who was sitting in the corner of the room, precisely on a soft pad that seemed to drown her. They are all at the futsal club. This spacious room is very comfortable with soft carpets and large pillows spread over it. Previously the arrangement of space was not like this, a big change occurred after Ely and some students entered into the manager of the futsal club.
Cakra was not unaware that her lover had put a gloomy expression on her sweet face. Cakra flinched as Ely touched her hand and called her soft. Cakra then put on a thin smile, but immediately brushed off Ely's hand.
“So, how's Cakra?” ask their futsal coach, Mr. Arif.
“For a while let's take a break first, sir. The next day, I'll have a small party at home. All members of the club and my staff invited, including Mr.” replied Cakra.
“Wah, that's good. I give you two weeks of rest, after which we will talk about the formation of a new first team. For your invitation, sorry I can't. There is an event I have to attend. Enjoy your time!” exclaiming Arif then waltzed away accompanied by cheers happy futsal club members from various forces, as well as the staff. Different things with Ana who still looked down moody in the corner of the room. Cakra approached and knelt before Ana, intending to touch Ana's cheek. But his intention was broken, because Ana was avoiding him.
Cakra frowned when he saw the alertness and fear in Ana's bead. Ana's sweet face also looks pias. Cakra silenced and rose from his position. “Let's go home,” said Cold chakra.
***
“Bhu,” calls out Cakra to Ana, who seems to be trying to be ordinary, even though her heart is already pounding madly.
“What's up? Why did Bhu avoid me?” ask Cakra.
Ana plays the tip of the floral blouse she wears. Since this afternoon Ana was still thinking about Raihan's words on the campus blog, that Cakra broke his hand. Therefore Ana felt dizzy all day, and kept her distance from Cakra.
“B-Bhu listen ta-hand Raihan broken.”
Silent. This made Ana even more anxious. Especially when Cakra starts tapping the steering wheel with his big finger. Ana's head felt increasingly dizzy. “Bhu suspects Akra?” ask Cakra at the end. Ana nervous. What should he say now? It couldn't have been if Ana answered honestly?
“Bhu ti-doesn't mean that. It's just, Raihan said se—”
“Bhu believes that,” cut the chakra while sharing a cynical smile. He then removed the seat belt, then locked Ana's body in the corner of the car door with both hands.
“If I did it right, why? I just taught him to not play games with me. He was too arrogant to challenge my warning not to bother you, Bhu,”, Cakra said coldly.
—Connected to Frightening Cakra 3—