Confidence(new)

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Cycling, then stopping by the beach. Andara closed her eyes in a deep breath. Letting the wind blow on him, his hair that was allowed to unravel became a mess blown by the wind. For days he fled from the stifling reality, tomorrow he must return to Jakarta. Living the day by going to school without any more Nanta. Cook breakfast and go to school by yourself. Andara tried to relieve the tightness that began to approach her again when remembering the figure.

His eyes were open showing a blue color like a reflection of the sea itself. His feet stepped on the sand barefoot. Sometimes it will hurt when accidentally stepped on a stone or shell. Still with a smile on the horizon that shows a curved boundary as if showing its shape.

His smile just to show if he is okay, whether to whom he proves but, he just does not want if the wind laughs at his life. You will walk from morning to evening and paint at night until sound pick him up.

Pretending to be okay is good sometimes, too, to suggest to myself if I'm going to be okay. Andara stopped when her feet stepped on a sharp rock until injured, blood came out staining the sand in her massage. Dara ignored the wound because it was not a painful thing, when compared to the gaping wound in her heart.

He sat on the sand and let the morning sun warm him. A little boy gave her a plaster cut and flip-flops. Dara smiled as she accepted the little boy's gift.

Dara put a plaster on her wound, and put the sandal near her feet. Smiling sweetly while closing her eyes turned her face up.

Saka sat not far from him, enjoying the scenery in front of him. Sweet perched sunglasses add a handsome impression that makes tourists pay attention to it. Saka rarely smiled, but it even made the cool impression he brought.

Andara stood on his own, he turned to go to approach his bicycle that was placed on the edge of the beach guardrail. Dara rattled her bike to the church. There was a church around, he entered the church and sat on the front bench.

Can not be denied he misses his parents, he misses even though all in his memory is his quarrel. However, sometimes he also remembers when his father scolded him for coming home late or his mother who was ignorant, but would tell him to spend breakfast with an expressionless face.

Dara closed her eyes her hands held together in front of her chest, she had not prayed for a long time. This time there were many prayers that he said about his life that he wanted to start again.

Finished praying he did not immediately leave, sitting pensive as if lonely was accompanying him. He ignored the people who came and left, but he sat there alone. Until the parents smiled at him, the grandmother gave him an umbrella.

Dara frowned in surprise, until she looked at the door and saw a heavy rain outside. Dara received an umbrella and thanked me. Holding the umbrella without wanting to leave. He had been there for a long time and decided to go back to the hotel.

Outside still raining heavily, he saw a pregnant woman taking shelter in the store's headover across the street. Dara opened her umbrella and approached the woman.

"Sister, here!" Dara handed her umbrella to the woman.

"Well how is it? no papa I wait for the rain to subside." refused the woman was friendly.

"Silver wetness, this is just wear it. You can take shelter in the church there!" point you towards the church, because shelter here free will only be wet with cold.

"But you...?" it's not over yet that Dara's gone wearing her Hoodie.

Dara let the rain drench her body, walking rather quickly to get to her bike. Riding the bike with heavy rain that still continues to wet his body. Saka who saw in the distance so upset, will follow too but free Andara is a stubborn woman. He gave the umbrella so that the girl was not rained, even the umbrella was given to someone else.

Saka chose to wait for the rain to subside at a cafe. Warm yourself up with a warm coffee. It is still unthinkable if you arrived at the hotel safely. He was upset considering the incident.

"Stupid girl! gerrutu.

Andara who had arrived at the hotel immediately took off her clothes and rinsed her body with warm water. Allowing the water to flow erased the trail of rain on his body. Not wanting to linger Because her body had shivered, Dara immediately came out with a towel wrapped around her chest.

Dara looks for warm clothes, and wears them quickly. However, his body still felt cold. Dara hid behind a blanket, with her body tightly closed leaving her head visible.

His hand grabbed the AC remote and turned it off, then put it away. Still with a winding blanket Andara grabbed the paper and pen, then wrote something there. Call the hotel to tell people to come to her room.

Not waiting for long, someone came and a little surprised when he saw Andara wrapped around the blanket. Andara showed her grin, baring her teeth at the person. Receiving the medicine in the message, then giving the paper to the hotel maid.

After taking the medicine, he fell asleep in his sleep. Hopefully later will not get a fever because of his recklessness.

On the other hand, Ananta who also just finished bathing and was watching his tab, heard a knock from outside his door. Put the tab down and then open the door. There was someone smiling kindly at him.

"Are you Saka?" ask the guy to make sure.

"Yes! what's up?" reply Saka with her flat face.

"This is a message for you." The man handed the folded paper neatly towards Saka.

Saka looked at the paper strangely, then grabbed it. Ask who left this letter, but the person only shows the name of the hotel.

Saka closed the door again when the man had left, slowly opened the fold of paper, and just reading the top of it made him smile. He sat himself slowly on the bed still with a beautiful smile adorning his handsome face.

***hei's a crazy stalker

Thanks for the sandals and the umbrella, oh also for the plaster. Are you happy to follow this beautiful woman?

Why don't we just look directly at each other instead of just walking far apart. You scared me stupid!

I'll wait for you tonight at the restaurant by the beach, I don't want you to be late!

Beautiful woman: Joana.I.A***

Shedding his body impatiently waiting for later tonight, he was even ashamed of himself at this moment. Didn't he usually meet that girl. Why is he feeling so excited now?

Nanta is ready with a neat shirt and a bouquet of flowers in his hand, see his appearance in front of a mirror to make him scramble the hair that has been arranged neatly.

"It's too stupid!" He threw the flower on the bed.

Restoring his usual appearance, then stepping out with an expressionless face. Even though he had been held back, still his lips slightly raised showing a thin smile. It seemed like he had gone mad, even now he could hear his own heartbeat.

Riding a taxi to the restaurant in the direction of Andara, it turns out that Andara has also made a reservation. Saka sat at the table that was prepared. Waiting for her girl while playing her phone, replying to messages from her friends.

However, until it has been passed 20 minutes Andara never come. The mood got bad waiting with an annoyed face. Time passed and there was still no sign of the girl. His feelings are now changing with anxiety.

For an hour he waited, spending two cups of coffee. Saka was impatient and left after paying the bill.

When out of the restaurant he was greeted by a crowded atmosphere at the end of the road there. Saka approached the crowd curiously, for some reason his heart was racing suddenly.

There was a trace of an accident in that place, there was a lot of blood on the asphalt of the road. There was even a police line that restricted the scene. There was a crackle from the people in front of him.

"Pity huh?"

"Pity me, it looks like the girl is seriously injured!"

"Look, he bounced away from the car that hit him!" answer someone with a tone of contempt.

Saka did not understand, but somehow he felt his body became a little weak. To backtrack his steps, digesting everything he had heard.

Touching her chest which still showed quite a strong thump, her eyes searched for Andara's whereabouts. Maybe you're around here somewhere. His lips were silent only his eyes kept looking, until his gaze was fixed on the Sling bag lying in the middle of the road.

Saka stepped on his feet, approaching the familiar bag. But not yet he can touch the bag lying down, a policeman took it. Saka was silent in his place. The sound of the crowd around him became silent, and his gaze became clouded.

Strengthened his heart to stay conscious, then ran after the police earlier. With a limp step he followed the police who had gotten into the car.

"Sir, sorry it looks like my friend's bag!" said Saka with a loud breath.

"You sure?!" Ask the police to convince you.

Saka was very convincing. The police told him to get in the car and make sure for himself, is it really his friend's bag. Saka did not refuse and immediately checked the contents of the bag. Makeup equipment and some other items that he did not touch at all.

Saka just touched the phone that he knew so well, he immediately made sure by entering the password lock screen belongs to Andara, if it opens it means it is indeed owned by Andara. And after entering the passcode sounds after.

Clique

The phone opens showing a front screen displaying a photo of Andara. Saka held his breath, he turned to the police beside him who were also staring at him. The policeman patted Saka on the back slowly telling her to come with him.

Saka stared in disbelief at the ambulance with the door open, the hospital nurses were trying to help remove the blood-soaked patient. Saka shook his head, regressing his steps.

"Can't be!" mumbling slowly.

Tears were shedding unconsciously. As if time stopped right then and there, it made him able to see clearly a face stained with a lot of blood, even to the point of soiling his long hair.

Saka ran in pursuit, until the patient was brought into the emergency room. Saka leaned back his body, slumping on the floor with a soft sobbing. It's definitely not Andara, is it? He refused to believe the reality that hit him hard.

"Sir, can you call the family. We'll confirm that the doctor has checked the situation." A policeman spoke to him, Saka did not respond just to a glance and lowered his head.

He stared at the cell phone in his hand, who would he call? Saka still refused to believe, if it was really Andara before he could see it up close. Even though he himself has seen the beautiful face of Andara who is stained with blood.

Hitting her head angrily, she should have picked you up earlier, not been busy thinking about her appearance.

"So beggok!" frustrated screams.

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