Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 25

Arga went inside the house with a smile etched on his face. His eyes looked towards Citra who was also smiling at him.

"Ehem... serasa jadi obat nyamuk deh," cibir Anne.

Arga and Citra looked at each other at Anne's sneer. They both laughed.

"What brand of mosquito repellent is Anne?" ask Arga.

"Mosquito repellent brand Anne. Satisfied Lo?" resounding.

Arga's laughter grew more and more unstoppable hearing Anne's faint tone. While Citra just smiled just looking at the behavior of the two.

"Don't mock each other. What will be your soul mate?" citra.

"NO!!!" Compact both answered Citra's speech.

"That's right. Very compact for both of you," said Citra.

"So I'm you're Cit. I don't want anything else. If for example God does not match us, I will ask God to match us," said Arga.

"Emang elo who forced God?" lips Anne.

Arga poked his lips. "Gue is a good boy. God will grant my prayer" Arga said.

"Good from Hong Kong" Anne said.

"I am good. Elo not aware of it," replied Arga.

The image is just a head shake looking at the behavior of the two. A happy smile was on his face.

"That's a hell of a race?" tegar. The young man had just come out of his room.

"Eh Mas Hardcore," said Arga.

Tegar smiled back at Arga's greeting. He then looked at Anne who had been staring back at him.

"Mas Hardcore is it good?" ask Citra attentively.

Rigid nodded. "Alhamdulillah. Have you eaten yet?"

"Alhamdulillah if it is better." The image replied with a smile.

"Have you eaten yet?" Just repeat the question again.

"Not yet," replied Anne timidly.

"Well, didn't you eat Anne?" said Arga. Her hand pointed at the bread pack that was in front of Anne.

"That's bread. If it's not rice yet," Anne said in self-defense.

"Gosh Anne. Small bodies eat a lot really," said Arga.

Rigid and Citra only bobble their heads looking at the behavior of the two of them.

"Yes already. What do you want to eat? Let's order it."

"Em... What is it?"

When everyone is confused about their food choices. Azwan came with two boxes of pizza.

"Well again to gather, yes" said Azwan. A warm smile was etched on his face.

The image was blown away when it saw that smile. A smile she had never seen for a long time. While Tegar seemed to waste his face when he saw the arrival of Azwan. The young man seemed to dislike the sudden arrival of Azwan.

"Eh elu Wan. From where?" greet Arga. Although he did not like Azwan's presence, but he tried not to show it.

Azwan just smiled at Arga's greeting. "Elo study here why not take me anyway?" azwan said to his sister.

"Gue guess, elo is no longer level close to Citra," said Anne. His eyes glanced sharply at the twin.

"Anne." Citra warned her brother with a headband.

Azwan looked at Anne with a mocking look. The young man felt that someone was defending him now.

"I brought pizza. Not eating yet, right?" Azwan. He put the bag on the table.

The smell of pizza was pouring out into the whole room. The aroma of food typical of Gianluigi Donnarumma's home country. Without waiting for long, Anne immediately stormed the pizza that Azwan was carrying.

"Which "image would you like? Let me get it," asked Arga attentively.

Azwan turned his face looking at the attention given by Arga on Citra. Honestly, he still holds his love for Citra. The love that now feels meaningless.

Steady got up from his seat. He just stepped past Azwan. Without reprimanding or looking at him.

"Where's Hardcore going?" Ask Citra when she sees her sister stepping away from the living room.

"You go back to the room. Take a break," replied Hardcore.

Citra got up from her seat and walked over to Tegar. "I'm anterin to the room. Mas Tegar is still dizzy," Citra said.

He looked at his brother with various feelings. He tried to resist the turmoil of the taste he had long felt.

"Come on." The image led Tegar to return to his room.

Hardcore can only obey. The young man walked towards his room along with Citra.

The young man stared fixedly at Citra and also Rigid. It was as if he was looking for something from the two of them.

It's not just Arga who thinks so. Anne thought the same. The girl also felt strange with a Hardcore attitude. The way he looked at Citra was even different from the way he looked at Wiwit. He met Tegar and Wiwit several times. But Anne understands how Tegar treats Wiwit.

"Maybe it's just my feeling. They are brother sisters. Yes even though Citra is not the biological child of Bu Aminah. But they are still brothers. It's impossible for them to be like that" Anne said in her heart.

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By late afternoon, the three of them had finished their study with him.

"I'm going home Cit. Tomorrow I'm here again" said Anne. The girl tidied up her books and put them in her school bag.

"I also say Cit. Can I study with you again tomorrow?" said Arga.

"Yes. You guys be careful on the road" Citra said.

Anne smiled and hugged the body of the girl beside her.

"Why are you Ga?" Anne asked as she saw that Arga would embrace Citra as well.

"You embraced my heart. Yes, you want to hug elo" said Arga.

"Enak. Not mahram. It's over there. Don't get close to Citra," Anne kicked out.

"Elo there. I just want to be close to the future mother of my children," Arga replied fiercely.

"Eh already. Kok even become a fight anyway," Citra said mediate.

"Arga first Cit who are looking for because of," Anne.

"Enak. Anne was the one looking for the first thing," replied Arga.

The image is just a head bobble to see the behavior of his two best friends.

"dora, Arga. Stopit! Not ashamed of what people see?" citra.

The two eventually ended their relationship. Anne pursed her lips while Arga lowered her head.

"Be careful when you get home. When you get home, tell me." The image reminded the two to be careful.

Arga and Anne nodded their heads almost simultaneously.

"Oh yes. Here I have a cake for Mother." The image thrusts a pouch at Arga.

Arga received the pouch with mixed feelings. There was a warm feeling running through his heart when he heard Citra say the word 'Mother'.

"And this is for Mama and Papa. I made it myself. I hope you like it" Citra said.

Anne received the package with pleasure. "Mama must have liked Papa. Especially the one who made her beautiful son."

"Yup. Mother would have liked this. Especially the one who made his ex-pointer." Arga won't lose to Anne.

Citra's face blushed red as Arga called herself a potential ghost.

After saying goodbye, the two then rushed to leave the courtyard of Citra's house. Arga rode on his big motorbike, while Anne was picked up by her family's private driver.

Dusk has turned into night. A quiet and silent atmosphere began to envelop the universe. The stars and the moon appear to be in tandem giving their light a soft and bright light.

Satria sat pensively by the beach. The sound of the crashing waves of the south coast made him more and more drowned in his daydream.

A delicate hand touched his shoulder. Satria turned her head and found someone she had never met for a long time standing behind her.

"Have you waited a long time?" ask the pretty girl. He then sat down beside Satria.

Satria simply smiled back at the girl's question. "No. You must be busy at the hospital?" satria.

Avita smiled back at Satria. "Especially not. I just got a shirt fitting. It's too late to go here" replied Avita.

"Fitting clothes? You...."

Avita smiles. "Yes. I'm getting married" cut Avita.

Satria was surprised to hear the answer coming out of Avita's mouth. He did not expect that Avita would marry someone else.

"I realized Sat. I don't always have to wait for something uncertain. I don't have to wait for someone to open their heart to me."

"And I was conscious too. When one door closes for me. There's another door open and ready to accept my presence" he concluded.

Satria was silent at Avita's words. It feels slapped when you hear that satire.

"Sorry Vit. I can never see and never be sensitive to your feelings" said Satria. There was regret that sounded from his tone.

Avita smiled at Satria's words. "Oh, what do you want to tell? This may be the last chance we'll ever meet. Because after I get married, I'm moving out of town" Avita said.

Satria looked at the girl next to her. He was shocked to hear the narration from Avita just now.

"You want to move?" ask Satria to make sure.

Avita nodded her head. "I'm with my husband moving to Manado. Because my husband is on duty there," replied Avita.

Satria could say nothing more. His heart was struck by an unusual feeling upon hearing Avita was about to get married. As her heart opens to the girl, she must accept the fact that Avita has chosen to close the door for her.

When he began to accept Avita's presence. He just had to let go of the girl. Let go of all her love and bury all the good memories they've had together.