
Arriving in Hamburg, Elara occupies a small apartment that has been provided from the campus for her residence. Actually Elara wanted to live elsewhere, just in case because the address of the Apartment was already known by Shane.
However, Elara immediately dismissed all her strange thoughts. For her, the man will never see her again because they are back in an early life where Shane must be realistic if he is a married man who cannot go to Elara without guilt.
"He couldn't have come here. He won't dare because I already know his lies." That's what Elara put in her heart.
Almost every day, Elara always tries to stimulate her thinking so that she is not paranoid about the arrival of Shane into his place.
Days passed and so far Elara has begun to be comfortable in her new workplace. Thank goodness she can blend in there, but Elara is an introverted soul and hesitates if she can have new friends.
It did not feel Elara had been doing her activities again for three weeks in Hamburg and finally she received the first visit of the friend to her place of residence while in the city.
"Ah, I missed you, Ela!" Kyle hugged Elara for a moment, his words did not lie because he really missed his friend.
"I miss you too, especially with all your advice" Elara lamented.
"I'm sorry I just got to visit you here right now, and that's interspersed with my work schedule in Hamburg."
"Woa, it turns out you didn't come here specifically for me, huh? But because of work?" Elara acted weird.
Kyle rattled Elara's hair in a fit of rage. "You are," he said chuckling.
"Come, comein!" bring Elara.
"What are you cooking? I'm so hungry."
"So I didn't cook. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Really's? You are the best" Kyle said solemnly.
Elara opened the refrigerator and started to look at the contents inside. "What food would you like to request, Mr Kyle? In my fridge there's enough groceries" Elara licked.
"Anything, everything that comes from your preparations must be delicious."
"You could have," said Elara.
They spent the night eating dinner together while watching a soap opera that aired on television.
"Where were you staying in Hamburg?"
"I want to stay at your house. But you definitely wouldn't allow it" Kyle joked.
Elara giggled as she pinched the man's cheek. Anyone who sees their closeness will definitely think the two are lovers, unfortunately for Elara, he and Kyle are only friends until anytime.
"So, where?" Elara's still asking questions that haven't gotten any answers from Kyle.
"At the Hotel, not far from your apartment."
"Good," said Elara. "Ehm, Kyle, may I ask you something more serious?" tanyanya continued.
"What's? You can ask me anything."
"Do you not want to get married?"
Kyle thinned his lips. "You want to get me married?" he asked back.
"I'm serious, Kyle."
"Why are you asking that?"
"I think you've been with me too often, comforting me, accompanying me. I'm afraid you're forgetting yourself, including your partner."
Elara stared at the cross-legged look on Kyle's face which, yes.
"Don't worry about me. I am a man who can get married at any age. You should have thought of yourself. You don't want a partner?" kyle asked indifferently.
Elara was silent, she stared at the fingers on her own lap. He was worried about Kyle, especially their closeness, especially his father had discussed the matter of Kyle who was suitable to be his companion. Elara was afraid that Kyle did have that feeling to her, so as much as possible Elara would dispel it, if Elara could make sure herself that Kyle would marry another woman and not her.
"I'm waiting for someone to take care of you, Ela. If anyone can take care of you then I'll think of myself."
"But, Kyle? Why?" ask Elara.
"Because I'm not sure anyone can take care of you as well as I can."
Elara smiled bitterly. "I have to admit, you're the best, Kyle. But don't make me a burden. I set you free, I don't want to because of our friendly relationship, you postpone everything good that will come to you especially the couple's problem."
"Okay, I'll start thinking about it. But all this I'm doing for you and for your sake."
...***...
The next day, Elara returned to teaching at the University as usual. Kyle is still in Hamburg and promises to pick him up after his job.
"Yes!".
"Have you come?" ask Elara who found Kyle there.
"Hm, what time are you done?"
"I happen to be done, Kyle. Come, on!" take Elara who finally really came home with Kyle.
"Ehm, Ela, if you don't mind how about we go to my Tante's house in town."
Elara looked at the man driving the car.
"You never said there was a meeting here?"
"Yes, Aunty Gracia just came from LA. It just so happened that her daughter was living here, so when she heard that I was in Hamburg too, they invited her to dinner together. Do you mind?"
"Well, before we go, how about we go shopping?"
"What shopping?"
"I want to buy you something" said the man.
Elara. "Tracted, who refuses," he lapsed.
And they both laughed afterwards.
The car Kyle was driving finally stopped at a fairly large shopping mall. Both got out of the car and entered the place.
Deliberately there just for shopping not for sightseeing.
After getting what they want, both of them move away from the place.
"Kyle, this is overkill. You gave me an expensive dress for dinner. I'm so bad" Elara said honestly.
The man beside Elara just laughed softly hearing the sigh carried by Elara.
"Usually you've never wavered that way. Why are you like everyone else now?" ask Kyle.
"Ehm, not so, but the price is too expensive. If it was my own money, I'd think ten times about buying it."
This time they are equally open, there is no word jaim in the dictionary of both.
"I never gave you anything of value. Just accept it, free stuff."
"Alright, sir," joked Elara with a wink in her eyes.
"Oh, Lord ..Ela's blink of an eye can make me fail to focus," Kyle's claw made Elara even more chuckle.
Kyle escorted Elara to her apartment, and waited for the girl to get ready for the dress she had just bought at the shopping mall.
"Ela? You're so pretty. What if Aunty Gracia thinks you're my girlfriend?"
"Haha. I'm not pretty enough to be your partner, Kyle." Elara humbled herself.
"No! No! There will be many men who will be jealous if you become my lover."
Elara rolled her eyeballs as a result of Kyle's trembling.
"Let's go!"
"Let's go!"
The car Kyle was driving drove back to split the road. Some time on the way, finally the car drove them to an area that is fairly elite.
"Aunty Gracia's son lives in this estate?"
"Yes, reportedly her husband is a great man. I don't know, I didn't even get to come to the wedding."
Elara nodded and got down from the car whose door Kyle had opened.
The arrival of the two is warmly welcomed by a middle-aged woman whom Elara believes to be Aunt Gracia.
"Kyle ... long time no see you." Gracia hugged Kyle and patted him on the shoulder in a warm manner.
The old woman then looked at Elara. His eyes sparkled with pleasure.
"Kyle, is he the one?"
Kyle put on a grin. "Hahah, he's my friend, Aunty," Kyle replied.
"You look compatible." Gracia said as she approached Elara. "What's your name, son?" tanyanya friendly.
"I'm Ela, Aunt."
"Don't be formal. I'm Kyle's aunt, let's have a casual talk" Gracia told Elara.
Elara only gave a short nod with a smile on her lips.
Before long, a young woman approached Kyle and Elara there. Elara believes she is Aunt Gracia's son, meaning she is also Kyle's cousin.
"Hi, Kyle. How you doing?"
"I'm great, how about you?" kyle asked his cousin. "Looks like you're really good, too, huh?" continue with a chuckle.
"Yes, yeah, you can see it, right?"
"Sure, it looks wow" Kyle said, referring to the woman's distended stomach.
The woman looked at Elara. "Who is he, Kyle?" ask with a fluffy smile.
"Ela, this is my cousin Stevi. Dan Stevi, this is Ela, my best friend .." Kyle said, speaking both ways.
Stevi and Elara shook hands with each other. Then, everyone walked over to enter the mansion.
Unfortunately, Elara's steps came to a halt as she was stunned by the sighting of someone who seemed to have been there since and noticed their interaction from the doorway.
Elara sizzled softly, almost as if whispering to herself.
"Mirh ..."
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