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"Sure to go now?" arlan asked, he who had just come straight to the kitchen came with Starla to prepare breakfast for the two of them.
Arlan brought some of Starla's favorite foods, cakes and soy milk, no need to ask questions and asked that she would always fulfill everything the young widow needed..
"We've been talking about this since yesterday, and my decision won't change. If you don't want to drive me, I can go by myself."
"Not so, I just want to know your reason why you want to go back to the capital, for 4 years have you not been comfortable here, not once you offend your birthplace, not once you mention your birthplace, what's up?" arlan.
It is natural that the man was strange with Starla's decision, since returning from the capital he was often daydreaming, spending time in the room like when he first came here, he said, and honestly Arlan doesn't like that. Arlan wants Starla to return to being Starla who has been busy with herself, doing whatever it is not like this that only spends time in bed.
Arlan did not know about the figure of the little boy who met the woman, Starla did not tell me at all because she thought everything would pass by, but it turns out he was wrong.
Yes, Starla was wrong to think that XyLa, like other children she often met, met and then finished without giving a memorable enough.
But unlike XyLa, there is a sense of guilt in Starla for not keeping her promise to exist when the child wakes up from her sleep.
XyLa's fragrant hair continues to tease her sense of smell which makes Starla remember her daughter who for 40 days she bathed herself in her ex-husband's house.
It all looked the same, and Starla still remembered it.
"There's a longing that I want to finish right, brother."
Arlan frowned, his heart a little sore as the longing words came from the lips of the woman he was expecting.
"Who do you miss?" ask Arlan.
The decision that does not want to change makes Arlan inevitably come to the capital, he did not calm let Starla go alone to his hometown because so many bad memories there.
Another smile was seen on the tip of Starla's lips, she looked so excited as she pulled a suitcase slightly larger than the one she had been carrying.
"Just two days, why so much stuff?" ask Arlan suspiciously.
"I don't know what's going to happen there, just take care I think it's okay" Starla said casually as she walked past Arlan in front of the living room.
Arlan who felt his heart was not right immediately pulled Starla's hand until the woman stopped and turned her head, her eyebrows are linked clearly a sign if there is a question in the mind of the woman.
"What's up, brother? we don't have much time."
"There's something I want to talk to you about, and I hope you can answer it right now" Arlan said full of seriousness, his gaze different from usual and Starla could feel it.
"What's? what does Arlan want to say?"
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I love you, would you marry me??