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A Name, A Flavor

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Kanya's body was still trembling as the Son led her towards the car. They both fell silent. Actually Putra deliberately did that so that Kanya could reflect on her feelings. The man knew, Kanya would not easily tell what she felt even to the point of crying hysterically.

Truthfully the Son never saw Kanya cry so bitterly. There is a feeling of a wound held back until only crying is able to describe how tormented the woman's inner self is. Could this be related to Araz or whoever it's called?

Come to think of it, the Son has never seen the man again since their meeting one morning three weeks ago or maybe more? Did something happen to her? Even if they met could the Son be ordinary as if nothing had happened between them? For it is undeniable that they have spread hostility since the beginning of the meeting.

"Gue's better, find a yuk meal. Lunch break's almost over." Kanya's words spread the daydream of the Son. The man turned his head towards Kanya who was already smiling brightly as before.

"So good, all right. Habits you have. Don't be dammed alone, if you're sick no one can help."

"There, I told you Brother Noah dong."

"No need to pretend to be strong. Nyebelin know not."

Kanya only fell silent in response to the Son's statement. The woman is not good at lying when dealing with her ex-lover. The son seemed to read Kanya's mind even though it used to be based on suspicious feelings. But not infrequently the suspicion of the son who missed. It's just that Kanya prefers to avoid if the Son's guess can trigger a fight. Let it pass without discussion.

"His, how can I help you if you're quiet?" The Son's question made Kanya's tears flow again. "That's what you said all right? You always healed my wounds, Him. This time let me heal your wounds."

"You know nothing, Sis, he also said that before saying. He asked me to tell him about you, about us so that the burden that I feel decreases. But what is the truth? Not only was my burden reduced, but he also spoke. I don't know where."

"Araz?"

The son smiled seeing Kanya just crying and not responding to her question. The memories of the man drifted far back while they were still dating. The son does not not not know if Kanya is swayed by the presence of other men. It's just that the man used to face it with explosive emotions that made Kanya even silent. Even though Putra had already lured him by one name. Arezs.

That is why the Son never believed in Kanya's housemates. The man is able to destroy their fragile relationship. Distance often makes them misunderstand.

Had Kanya known, the attitude of the woman today was so similar as she tried to hide the name of Arez from the Son of that time.

"Oh, you can tell me the same story and not say it. Wherever she's gonna be my sister, right?"

"Bodo, I'm talking about him males."

"Well, gini is your habit from the past. I like to avoid problems. Not how Kanya, but you will also feel sick. So, since when do you like her?"

Kanya glanced sharply at the Son's question. The woman put on an irritated face that made the Son even more convinced by her guess about Araz. The man smiled as he patted Kanya's head gently before driving her car out of the basement of the apartment building they had just visited.

"The story while eating yes. What are we gonna eat?"

"Mac."

The son's laughter broke. Habits that have not changed. The woman still eats junk food if she is badmood.

After spending two large portions of beef burgers and fries, Kanya just wanted to tell Putra about Araz. She told me everything without missing a part. Including how tight the woman felt at this time when Araz disappeared without news by leaving a variety of questions that did not also find the answer.

If the one sitting in front of Kanya is the Son who used to be, or at least one month ago, the man will definitely not be able to listen to Kanya's story to the end. He must have burned jealous first. Especially when Kanya mentions if Araz has a relationship with Arez that can not be guessed by him. It is certain that the Son can do something out of control.

But at this time, Putra could listen to Kanya's story calmly, although it was inevitable that she felt her heart rumble.

"Gue just did not finish thinking, after saying that if I want to fall in love with him, eh this is not even know the balance. Kan ngeselin Kak."

The Son's smile expands. Kanya's face that was holding back was funny in her eyes.

"You fell in love with her."

"No, where am I falling in love with a guy like that?"

"The more you deny the more you seem to fall in love with her, Kanya."

Kanya only grunted angrily in response to the Son's unreasonable statement to the woman. How can he like a man who is even more often combating with his shabby style. Moreover, his attitude had suddenly disappeared without any news. Even if he is sick, why not be honest from the beginning.

"You realize no, you're always enthusiastic if again the story of the person you like. How did you tell me about Arez? Your spirit is exactly the same. How did you tell me about Almira? Your expression has not changed at all from the past. And that's what you're doing now."

"That's because I'm like him, brother!"

The smile of the Son grew wider. Kanya's reason shows that she's really in love with Araz. It's just that he won't admit it. Or did his step-sister not realize it? It's impossible, right?

Only adult women clearly know which men like it and which ones are playful. Even if in reality the man who looks serious it actually disappeared without news. Even so the Son remains convinced, there will be a story between the two that may be intertwined. Although the Son could not fully accept it if it had happened.

Does not every name have its own story? Doesn't every name have its own taste? If so, what can the Son do?

Just look at Kanya's expression when telling me about Araz. The woman was already telling stories using taste in a name. Just look at how Kanya so lightly called the Son with the name of brother. It was as if they had grown up together since toddlers.

"Hopefully, maybe he's teaching something to miss. It could also be about the fortitude when the distance stretches."

"Males. That's the only thing he didn't intend from the beginning."

"If not the intention to do ngajakin ngajakin marriage."

"That's weird. I just knew Sok ngajakin ngajakin. Proven to say it now."

Stay stubborn. That's How. The son only shook his head in response to his half-sister's statement. He'll wait how long she'll confess if she really loves Araz.