Confidence(new)

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Late in the warm embrace of his best friend.rested his fragile body for a moment. That big hand still continued to gently rub your head. Andara now has no support other than himself, but what makes Saka sick is Andara still does not want to talk about his feelings. The girl closed her heart to everyone.

Andara's blue-eye bead dimmed, and Saka didn't like it. Saka did not want Andara sad because the man who had been trusted but instead stabbed Andara very deeply. Saka who had noticed the beautiful face in front of him had finally washed away in a dream.

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His hands were looking, but he could not find. Saka was still lazy to open his eyes, so only his hands were trying to grab.

He opened his eyes quickly when he realized something, Dara was no longer by his side. His eyes looked at the side that was last night in Andara. touched the surface of the blanket that was no longer warm, it meant Dara had woken up from earlier.

He forced himself to get up, his head a little dizzy. His eyes were now wide open confirming something.

"Ra?" call Saka.

"Become!"

Still didn't get any confirmation he checked into the bathroom. However empty, turned to look for his clothes and put them on quickly. He walked quickly to the room Andara, knocking the door long enough but never get a response. Saka directly downstairs will ask for a spare key.

"Sir, you want to ask for room key number 203."

"Sorry, what's the business?"

"My friend didn't come out, I thought to see it," Saka replied covering up in panic.

"I'll check first."

Saka waited while watching the people cycling out there. The translucent glass in the hotel lobby makes it easy to see the hotel courtyard.

"Sorry, in the name of Joana Imelda Andara? he checked out a few minutes ago."

As if struck by lightning in broad daylight, he fell silent to digest what the woman in front of him said.

"You're not wrong?" tanya Saka made sure.

"Yes, what is Saka named?"

"Yes?"

"This is Miss Andara's seat." Saka received the paper quickly.

Saka was annoyed, his steps were sure and quick to return to his room. He opened the door quickly and straightened his body. With his hands still grasping the paper he stared at the ceiling of his room. Andara must have gone home first to meet Nanta. He smiled as he squeezed the paper in his hand. The foolish girl would definitely ask and confirm something.

"Be careful if you cry again because of that son of a bitch!"

Reopening the paper in his hand. It looks written but it definitely belongs to Andara.

**I am happy to know you, thank you for all the warmth you continue to give me tirelessly. Let me solve my own problems this time. It is time for me to fight, to persevere or to give up.

See you in Jakarta, enjoy your holiday properly. Say that phrase to others as well.

see for mySaka**

A smile on his lips.

Inside the plane, Andara stared at the window which revealed a white cloud, making her smile expand. Dara plays back the sweet memory with Ananta. When the man cooks breakfast for her, when the man accompanies her to paint, or the sweetest is when the man quarrels with Saka in her apartment.

The two most meaningful men in his life, they are the center of his world. Dara so back to remembering her parents, she actually misses. Wanted to come back but was scared, it's been two years and it's a lie if he says he doesn't miss.

Wiping tears that flowed unconsciously. Smiling looking outwards, Dara believed everything would be beautiful in time. It is only a matter of time if he tries.

Dara got off the plane, but not at Soekarno-Hatta airport. Dara will go to a place that will answer all her questions. Dara has promised in her heart, whatever is ahead there later she will not be angry.

Pulling a suitcase towards a taxi that has been ordered via online. Entering the taxi with his heart convinced him to tell the driver to drive to the address he just got this morning from Bimo.

His heart was pounding, between sure and unsure of what he was going to do. His hands sweat, his mind becomes unfocused, not even realizing he has reached his destination.

"Mr? it's arrived!" tell the driver who drove him.

"The base is sure this is the address? how about the champagne?" ask Dara who makes the driver so confused.

"Beneficial mbak! according to the address!" sure that driver.

Actually not because he doubted the driver, but because he himself was not ready to arrive at this house. His view led to a simple stylish mansion with a spacious courtyard. Many flowers bloom in the garden.

Blinked his eyes a few times and took a deep breath, exhaling violently. His hand opened the car door with certainty, but slowly. His steps came to a halt near the fence, as he would turn his heart back convincing.

You no longer want to be in doubt, do not want to be in blinding darkness. There are many things that are unspeakable but visible, so pretending to be deaf will not make you not know anything, because the other senses are still functioning and sensitive.

His feet stepped, his right hand dragging the suitcase with a tight grip, while his left hand, carrying a box of cakes he bought while before going to Ngurah Rai airport, Denpasar. Don't forget to smile as sweetly as possible. When he was at the door, his sweet smile became stiff. He was a little scared, it felt like his stomach was being whipped making him even more depressed.

His hands raised swinging in slow motion, putting a little pressure on the wooden door made a slow but quite audible sound to the owner inside the house.

tok tok tok tok

"Gallaikumsalam!" voice of a woman from the house.

When you hear the truth from within, it feels like you want to run as fast as possible from there. But his feet froze, not wanting to move. Waiting for the door to open restlessly.

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The open door displays a beautiful hijab female figure with a face no less surprised than Andara. Well, the one who opened the door was Nadia. Sighing heavily Youara forced her smile, wasn't this predicted by her. But still it felt like his heart was pierced by a blunt dagger that made him feel unbearable pain.

"Hi brother?" greet Andara awkwardly.

Likewise with Nadia, he had thought of running away from the presence of this beautiful girl in front of him.

"Yes, O Andara," replied Nadia trying to stay friendly even though she was overwhelmed with guilt.

"Let's go in Andara, it just so happens that everyone is having lunch." Nadia invited Andara to enter, with a little away from the middle of the door.

"It's as if this has become her home" Dara lamented inwardly.

Andara entered the house in a simple design but appeared to highlight the warmth in each room. Slowly behind Nadia. He smiled smirk for himself.

All fixated on bringing up the beautiful girl with the big suitcase next to her. Surprised, even all compact stop chewing, even Umi until choking on him.

Abi took a drink for Umi who immediately swallowed it up. Nanta looked down as his gaze collided with Andara. Not only is Andara hurting in this situation, but Nanta is the same. In addition to seeing the beautiful face still displaying a smile, it felt like there were many stabs on his chest, he pressed his chest firmly withstanding the pain of an invisible wound.

"Assalamualaikum Abi, Umi, sister Nanta." sweet smile etched beautifully on his shoulder face.

"Wallaikumsalam," they answered compactly but could not return the smile that was too beautiful in front of them.

"Sit Ra, here come with us to eat," invited Nadia to tell Andara to sit next to Nanta While she sat in front of Dara which means next to Umi.

Not that you feel happy, but Andara even more hurt. Nadia acted as if she owned this house, and again the silence of Nanta's parents added to the gaping wound.

Dara sat awkwardly, she turned her head towards her lowered lover. Dara ventured to touch Nanta's right thigh. Trying to tell him if he needs a response.

Nanta turned his head, smiled with a sad face and clasped his hand back over his thigh. It's a warm hand grip that's his favorite. It felt like there was warmth flowing and strengthening it.

Returning their gazes towards the front, they were all also staring towards the two of them with a hard to interpret look. Dara handed him the cake box that she had placed on her lap.

"Umi, Dara bawain souvenirs from Bali." the sentence was said uncertain even though it was said in a cheerful tone.

"Thank you son!" answer Umi sincerely.

"You came straight here?" asked Nanta in a longing tone.

Dara nodded and smiled showing off her row of teeth, She also smiled towards Umi.

"Yuk eat! you must be tired!" with enthusiasm Nanta took the rice on a plate that was just picked up by Nadia.

Can be seen a happy smile on Nanta's face when interacting with Andara, all of it is recorded clearly on those who see it. Nanta was never this happy from yesterday when he first arrived.

Nadia clasped the spoon tightly in her hand, looking down not wanting to see her husband's sweet treatment of the other woman before her. Umi looked at him, rubbed the back of Nadia's hand and smiled bracingly.

"It's delicious, Dara likes it!" praise Andara on the goat gulai she ate.

"Yes, it was Nadia who cooked it!" tell Umi on purpose.

Nanta cleared his throat to stop the conversation that would not end wearing this.

"Yes, Dara likes it! it's delicious Brother Nadia!" praise Andara sincerely.

Nanta's parents can see that sincerity, but what they don't understand is what you mean by coming to this house.

"Thank you again if you like." Nadia was also happy to get praise from Andara.

"Yes if you can go!" Andara flaunted her teeth.

Nanta just smiled to see his lover eat greedily, he did not notice there was another woman who held the wound.

They were eating in the joking jars of the mouth of the beautiful girl who had just surprised them. Finished eating Andara also helps to clean the dining table. He joked with Nadia. Umi was a little surprised not to think it would be like this. He thought there would be a fight between them, this was even like brother and sister.

Nanta sat on the back porch with Abi. They're having serious conversations. The two men were confused as to how to take a stance. Abi was confused to be angry or sad to see this situation. So did Nanta, all he thought about right now was Andara.

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