Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 64

"Assalamu'alaikum Mas Rigid" he said.

"Wa'alaikumusalam Deck. You how are you Dek?" ask Hardcore.

"Alhamdulillah good. Mas Harder how are you?"

Their chatter continued until Tian stood beside Citra. Anne listened to their conversation in silence.

"Yes is Mas. I want to go home first. Later that night we will talk again," Citra said.

"Yes Deck. Take care of health. Don't like to stay up late," said Tegar.

"Yes Mas. Assalamu'alaikum" he said before hanging up.

"Wa'alaikumusalam," replied Tegar.

Image then keeps his phone back in his school bag.

"Well, come home now!" take Image without caring about Tian's existence there.

Anne glanced at Tian for a moment. He's gone wrong now.

"Ep... Cit, I'm kebelet. I'll go to the toilet first!" pamit Anne's.

The image looked at Anne and nodded. "I'm coming with you. It's not good to wait here alone" he said.

"You go home first is okay. I'm afraid I'll be a long time later" said Anne as if she understood the code given by Tian.

"Nothing. I'm waiting for you" Citra said.

Then he walked back to the school.

"Partner, can we talk?" tian said preventing the move Citra.

The image stopped its pace. Then he looked towards Tian.

"Can we talk for a second?" reworked.

"Speak what?"

"If you just want to explain something that is not important, sorry I can not. I don't have time" he said.

Hearing that, Anne gently nudged her sister's arm.

"Cit, mending you go along with Mr. Tian. Remember that if there is a problem, do not continue to avoid being like this," whispered Anne.

The image took a long breath. It is true what Anne said. He can't keep going like this. Whenever there was a problem, he always tried to avoid it.

"Em. sorry Sir. Citra said she wanted to talk to me. But not here" said Anne.

The image wants to protest. But Anne told him to be quiet through the eye gesture.

Tian looked smiling relieved hearing that. "OKAY. How do we talk in my house?" tian.

The image nodded its head in agreement. Tian's smile grew wider looking at Citra's head nod. Without a second thought, the young man immediately headed for the motor park to pick up his motorcycle.

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Tonight the stars shine like that. The sky looks bright without any cloudiness covering it. Even the sound of the night beast sounded melodious in the ears.

The image is seen in the kitchen. She asked her mother to teach her how to make cakes.

"Don't forget to enter the baking soda!" said Ms. Mirna.

Imagra. He then inserted the materials according to his mother's instructions.

"After all the ingredients have been mixed evenly, set aside first. Keep preparing the wobble and do not forget to smear the oil at the bottom of the wobble."

Citra did what Ms. Mirna told her to do. He prepared a baking pan to bake his cake.

"Well, if the baking sheet is ready. Now you pour all the dough into the pan. Keep yelling so that the air trapped in the dough can come out" said Ms Mirna.

The image follows all the directions of Ms. Mirna. He smiled with satisfaction when he saw the cake he had baked earlier.

"What do you want to decorate the cake with? Mama's just got this." Ms. Mirna said while showing chocolate bars and also messages.

"Dihias is simple Ma. Using chocolate with the same message is also enough," replied Citra.

Miss Mirna smiled. The woman opened the chocolate bar and melted it.

"It smells so good! What else does it do?" asked Azwan who had just returned from the study at the mosque.

Azwan smiling. "Take it! Rarely did Mama make cakes at night" he replied.

"Not my mom made it. The image that was made earlier" said Ms. Mirna.

"Well! It must be delicious. Yes, I changed my clothes first," said Azwan. He walked out of the kitchen and into his room.

"Oh yes. There is Mr. Tian in front," Azwan said. After saying so, Azwan resumed his steps.

"Sir Tian? What's the night here?" ask in the heart.

"Cit, this chocolate is ready. You just pour it on the cake. Keep sprinkling with the message. Mama's going ahead first." Ms. Mirna told Citra while thrusting a small pot of melted chocolate.

The image received the pot and smiled. The girl immediately did what her mother said. Not long ago the cake made Citra was ready. He immediately brought her forward to serve.

"Please taste." Say Citra while serving the cake.

All who were there seemed to be picking up the pieces of the cake one by one.

"Mama never fails if you make love," said Mr. Bayu praised.

"Eitz! Don't mistake. The one who made the cake was not Mama. But the image that makes," replied Miss Mirna.

"Is this really what you made Cit?" ask Anne.

Imagra. A proud smile was engraved on his face when everyone liked the taste of the cake he had made for the first time.

"It feels so good. Exactly the same cake made by Mama," said Anne again.

"I did, but the recipe is from Mama" Citra replied.

"just fine. But it's delicious. I liked. Not too sweet" said Anne.

After enjoying the banquet, Tian invited Citra to sit in the gazebo in front of his house. There they could see the streets that looked deserted at night.

"Thank you!" tian said.

"Thank you for what?" ask Citra.

"Thank you because you wanted to hear my explanation. Thank you for understanding my position" Tian said.

The image took a long breath. "No need to thank. I should have learned more mature. I should have learned to control my emotions" Citra replied.

"I should have known you more. I shouldn't have put forward an emotion for a moment when I saw something bothering me" she continued.

"I shouldn't be so jealous of you. You and Ms. Luna just recorded a job. And you have no more relationship than that. Yes, even though the reality is that Bu Luna hopes you can be her lover" he concluded.

Tian took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He realized he could not resolutely refuse when Luna tried to get close to him. Even Luna maliciously slandered Citra.

"You... You're not angry anymore, are you the same as me?" ask Tian.

The image looked at the face of his lover. A faint smile spread across his face. A second later, he shook his head.

"If I'm still angry, there's no way I'd want to work hard to learn to make cakes with Mama" Citra said.

"You mean?"

"Yes. If I'm still angry. I will not learn to make your favorite cake. I will not want to persuade Mama to teach me to make cakes like you like," replied Citra.

Tian was relieved that Citra was no longer angry with him. He felt grateful that Citra wanted to understand his current position. Now the task is to keep the heart of the woman so as not to be broken or even destroyed.

While chatting, Tian's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Call from whom?" Citra asked as she saw Tian become uncomfortable.

"Ha! Nope. Not from anyone," replied Tian. His voice sounded nervous.

"Why not get caught?" Citra asked as she heard Tian's phone ring for the next time.

"Necessary. At best also the children of tongkrongan who are not sure to hang out. Again lazy to hang out with me," replied Tian. His voice sounded even more trembling from fear and nervousness.

The image grew increasingly suspicious of Tian's attitude. He felt that something was hidden by Tian from him. Something to do with women.

"I went inside first. Take a drink" Citra said.

Tian nodded. After Citra died, her phone rang again. This time Tian picked up the phone.

"Where are you Yan? I need you now!" said someone across the phone.