How Matcha Love You's

Pruning

Previously, Nanda left some of his stuff on Fiki.

“You want to go home? Did you give up? What's that scary thing if I'm not next to you?” Fiki said seeing Nanda carrying the bag into her room.

“Do I look scared?” Nanda asked back with a defiant look.

“Haha looks like yes.”

“You are so wrong.”

“Thank God, then what made you bring your stuff here? I thought you'd ask me to drive you home.”

“No. Since you are going to stay here, I want to leave this stuff to you.” Nanda while putting her bag and cell phone in front of Fiki.

“My curiosity is high, it looks like I won't bear not touching anything.” Fiki tried to tease Nanda.

“Terupon, I don't have any secrets from you.”

Fiki smiled hearing Nanda who trusted him so much.

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“I Fiki.” Answer Fiki from the phone.

Although the first time he heard the voice of someone who received his phone sounded familiar to his ears, but Salma did not think this was Fiki. Fiki? Why is Nanda's phone on him? What is their relationship now? Is there anything I don't know? Thought Salma heard that Fiki was the one who was now holding the phone of her close friend.

“Oh, Brother Fiki.” Salma said after a moment of silence.

“It looks like this time Nanda forgot to tell you about her activities today.” Fiki Say.

Salma was a little overwhelmed by the words of Fiki who said Nanda forgot? Think he and Nanda are like twins who share information every day, hour, second? Even the original twin brothers might not do it. Salma was a little upset. Moreover, Fiki was heard saying it so casually.

“We are not so.” Salma also relaxed.

“Hah?.”

“I mean, we only share information about important things, if about daily activities haha we do not have much time to tell each other.” Salma tried to explain.

“Oh I think you guys are that close.” Fiki sounds like an understatement.

“We are close, but we are also quite mature and do not have enough time hehe.” Salma remained relaxed despite feeling a little annoyed.

“Hmm so?”

“Iya, Oiya Nanda now doing what?”

“She's still in the operating room.”

“Oh alright, I close.”

“Wait!.” Fiki said to stop Salma's hand from keeping the phone away from her ear.

“Iya, why brother?”

“Is there a message you want to convey?”

“Oh I just want to have a casual talk with him. Later when he's done please ask him to call back.”

“Good.”

“What's with him?” Salma muttered after hanging up the phone.

“Salma.” Call Resya behind the door of her room.

“Are you done serving your patients?”

Resya nodded and invited Salma to lunch together at a nearby restaurant. Salma agreed and they left immediately.

‘’’’’

Malik was in front of his house. He was mowing down the grass that grew in his yard. This he always did every time he came home, even though his yard was not so full of grass because his mother also routinely replaced this task when he was out of town, but Malik would still do it every chance. Malik cleaned his yard while greeting the people who passed the street in front of his house.

“Kak Malik.”

“Hei Gani.” Malik says hello.

Without stopping his steps, Gani wants to pass immediately.

“Wait” Malik approached Gani.

“Have you guys had a graduation celebration at school?”

“Already, a few days ago. What's up, sister, why ask me instead of Sarah?”.

“It's okay, I just haven't asked him.”

“Oiya, have you heard Sarah will continue her education where?” Malik continued to ask.

Actually Malik only wanted to know his sister's plan first before he asked directly. He wanted to be a little more alert if indeed his sister chose to continue college, although actually now Malik's savings are not much or even not enough to finance Sarah's college. He does not want to show the reality to his family and will try to meet all the needs of his mother and sister including tuition if that is what Sarah will choose.

“I don't know for sure, but I don't seem to want to go to college.”

“Why.”

Sarah was out of the house. Malik who realized that, immediately stopped his words.

“Where are you?” Ask Malik to his sister.

“Ke warung.”

Sarah leaves without greeting Gani.

“Do you not make friends after you are no longer in class?” Malik asked after Sarah felt it was far enough.

“Entah.” Gani looks uninspired.

Malik realizes he has crossed the line because it takes care of the relationship between Sarah and Gani. “For what I asked that?” Thought Malik was sorry.

“Alright, thank you.” Malik is back to mowing the grass.

Gani nodded then continued his stalled steps as Malik invited him to speak.

“Gani.” Sapa Sarah passed him.

Gani stopped her steps and looked at Sarah without answering.

“Thank you for ignoring me in front of brother Malik.” Sarah smiled at Gani.

“But it looks like you guys were chatting. Talk about what?”

Although not so sure Malik and Gani had a chance to talk about something, but Sarah wanted to ascertain whether the estimate was correct.

“Should I tell you?”

Sarah nodded with excitement.

“Good. But may I ask first?”

“If you have answered my question, I will also answer your question.” Gani continued to convince.

“OK. Want to ask what?”

“Questions I've asked but haven't answered.”

Sarah nodded. “You can restate the question.”

“Why did you tell me to stay away from you when Malik's brother came back?”

Gani is still confused by the reason Sarah asked him to keep his distance when Malik returned home. Is it because Malik didn't remember Salma? Or is it because Malik tells Sarah his feelings and does not support it but Sarah still wants to be with him?.

“Have you forgotten the story between my brother and your brother?” Sarah looked at Gani seriously.

“Or your brother is happy now then you don't think about my brother anymore?” Further.

“What?”

“My brother does not seem to have found a replacement for Salma's brother, so I will help him and I beg you to help me for him.”

“Oh so.” Gani bowed his head.

“Why? I wondered what your reason was too curious to know my reason. Are you thinking of any other reason?”

Wanting Gani to end all this now, she wanted to say her true feelings or not say them at all and leave unconnected. Gani felt increasingly tormented by her own feelings. Although he was relieved to hear Sarah's answer just now, but still he did not feel completely calm.

“Iya.” Gani's answer looks convincing.

“What is it?”

“Does it matter if after I tell you, things will not be as calm as they are now?”

“Then I will, I wait when you can tell without disturbing our peace.”

“That means I won't tell you.”

“Then you want.” Sarah wants to leave.

“I like you.”