Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 27

Tegar's attitude still hasn't changed as well when Citra comes home from school. Tegar still jutek and ketus when talking to Citra. The image became astonished itself with the drastic change in Rigid's attitude.

"Aku ada salah ya sama Mas Tegar?" Citra memberanikan diri untuk bertanya pada Tegar kala mereka duduk berdua di halaman belakang.

Tegar glanced at Citra at a glance. No smile had touched his face since yesterday.

"You thought to yourself Deck," replied Rigid. Then he got up from his seat and left Citra astonished by his attitude.

Citra got up from her chair and followed Rigid steps. He wanted to ask for an explanation on Tegar. He wanted this matter to be resolved right now.

"If I'm wrong, I'm sorry. I'm sorry if any of my actions made Mas Tegar uncomfortable" Citra said. He tried to hold back his emotions as much as possible.

Tegar did not pay attention to the words of Citra. He was still silent and did not look at his beloved sister.

"Mas look at me." The image pulled out a Rigid arm and turned the young man's body.

The image stared at the two eyes of Steady who was also staring at him. There was a hint of disappointment drawn there. Scratches of gaping wounds without anyone knowing the cause.

Harder blinked his eyes. A second later he turned his eyes back to the other direction.

"I love you the same Mas Tegar. I was really worried last night because Mas Tegar could not be contacted. Please don't act like this. I do not want Mas Tegar angry with me," said Citra half-begging.

Hardy took a long breath. His chest felt tight to see his sister say that. The wound in his heart grew sore when he saw the eyes of his teary sister.

"If you knew Cit. If only you could understand how I feel now. If only you felt what I felt," murmured Hardcore.

The image looked at Tegar who was muttering alone. I don't know what he was muttering. The image could not hear him clearly the murmur.

Without saying anything more, Rigid went into his room. He left Citra still standing at the door of his room with a million unanswered questions.

The image closed its eyes while taking a deep breath. Then he slowly breathed it out. The girl tried not to be provoked by her emotions to see the attitude of Hardcore which changed drastically.

Inside his room, Tegar sat pensively on his bed. His eyes looked straight ahead. His heart feels sore. His heart ached to accept the reality that was before his eyes.

"Don't limit yourself. Don't shackle yourself with a love that is hard for you to achieve. Free yourself to choose the love he wants. Free your heart to choose the love that is worthy and worthy of you."

Avita's words again ringed in her ears. He could still hear Avita's voice saying that.

"Astaghfirullahalazim" he said.

Steadily closed his eyes and repeated the sentence of Istighfar in his heart. A second later he got up from his seat and came out of his room. He walked towards the Citra room.

"Where's Hardcore going?" Ask Citra when she sees a Hardcore step that looks rushed.

Steady stopped his steps. He turned his head towards Citra who was standing not far from him.

The image walked closer towards the brother. The distance between the two is getting bigger. The image looked at the older brother with tenderness and affection.

"I'm sorry, Mas. I'm too cute and pretentious to pay attention to Mas Tegar," Citra said.

Tegar stared at Citra with a fixed. His heart rippled as he looked into those beautiful eyes. Eyes that always show tenderness and sincere affection. Eyes that always make him fall in love again, again, and again.

The image lowered its head as Tegar did not respond to his words. He thought Tegar was still angry because of her being too chatty about him. Suddenly, Tegar hugged her tightly.

"Sorry Mas. I shouldn't be acting like that with you. Maafin Mas, Dek," said Tegar without letting go of his embrace.

The image nodded its head in a Rigid embrace. Slowly he began to return the embrace tightly. It was as if he was reluctant to let go of that warm embrace.

"I love Mas Tegar," said Citra.

"I love you too, Citra. What a pity," reply Hard.

The image released that hug and stared fixedly at the young man's eyes. This time he felt something different when he looked at the young man. There was a warm feeling running through his body when he looked into the eyes of the older brother.

Suddenly, Stiff moved his body. He approached Citra and... A warm kiss landed on Citra's lips. A kiss of a man's affection to a woman. Not a kiss of a brother to his sister.

"Em.happ. I didn't mean it that way" said Tegar after releasing his kiss on Citra's lips.

The image nodded its head stiffly. He felt nervous as he received the surprise attack.

"I went to the room first huh," said Tegar nervously.

The image just nodded its head. "I. I'm also in the room first."

Steady nodded his head. Then he turned towards his room. While Citra looks still standing in front of his room. His heart is beating fast. His heart felt something that could not be explained by words.

*****

The day has changed. The sun is ready to return to its content. Leave a tinge of color up to the western horizon.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Arga said his greetings as he entered his house.

There is no truth from within. The young man continued his steps into the mansion. He kept walking to the kitchen. There's no one there.

"Where the hell is everyone? Not at home what?" muttered.

Arga took the glass and poured the syrup into his glass. Then he took the glass to his room. Just then, Nanda had just entered the house.

"Just come home?" arga Tegur.

"Eh elo's. Since when are you home?" nanda Sahut.

Arga smiled obliquely at her brother's words.

"Since time immemorial" answered Arga.

"Where the hell are you? Where is your father going too?" cecar Arga's.

Nanda smiled at Arga's question which was like that air rifle.

"Gue is out of college. If you are the same Mother, I don't know. This morning I left for out of town. Mother followed Dad there time," replied Nanda origin.

"Where did Vania's sister Mas Faisal go?" ask Arga again.

"Lo was starting from earlier. I'm like a census officer," said Nanda.

"I don't know, Mas. That's why I went to Elo. Who knows elo know the whereabouts of the inhabitants of this house," said Arga.

Nanda hit the brother's arm gently. "Lo think I'm Mr. RT what?" abugn.

Arga laughed at his brother's words. "Amin.. hopefully your words come true, deh," said Arga.

Nanda rolled her eyes lazily. "Udah ah I want to go upstairs first. Want to shower me. I am very tired of my body" said Nanda.

Arga nodded his head. The young man followed his brother to the second floor of his house.

"Did you follow me?" nanda Tegur.

"Who's been elo. I also want to go to Mas's room. I also want to take a shower. My body is tired of training, too" replied Arga.

Nanda rounded her lips and immediately opened the door of her room.

"What training? Training makes dedek same Citra?"

Arga looked towards the brother. "Enak. I finished basketball practice with the kids. Elo the time that the training runs out make the same dedek Mbak Naima?"

"Absolutely by the way. I will not touch him before halal b**o" said Nanda. The young man did not accept Arga accusing him of anything.

Arga just laughed looking at the expression on the sister's face. Then he immediately went into his room. And so did Nanda. The young man went inside his room and immediately cleaned himself up.

Not waiting long, Arga finished bathing and changed clothes. He sat down to his study table. He began to open his textbook. He began to concentrate on reading the replay material for tomorrow. But the sound of a knock on the door made him unable to concentrate.

"Whose the hell? Very disturbing," he said. He walked to the door of his room and opened it.

"It's really disturbing. What the hell is it?" he asked as soon as he saw the face of his brother.

"There's a guest downstairs. I want to see you, he said," replied Nanda.

"Guests? Who?" ask Arga in astonishment.

Nanda shrugged her shoulders to tell her she didn't recognize the guest.

"It's better to go down. I think he wants to mengyampein something to be the same elo," suggested Nanda.

Without a second thought, Arga immediately went down. Nanda followed his sister down.

"Where's the guest?" ask Arga to her sister.

"In the living room" replied Nanda.

Arga walked towards the living room of his house. The place where the guest was waiting for him.

"Good night. Find who?" asked Arga as soon as he was in the living room.

The long blonde guest looked over. And how surprised Arga was when he saw the face of the beautiful guest.