Hugging Memories

Keep Chasing

Fano continued to watch Nasyra unblinkingly, he looked at her from bottom to top, 'perfect' which was what was on his mind when he saw Nasyra in a gray dress, looking very elegant. The dress has a knee length, with tight arms up to the elbows. The chest opens sideways to his shoulder. Also the rope is in the abdomen, making it look more beautiful.

"Do you remember me? We met at the restaurant."

“Oh yes, I remember it. Rama's question disperse Fano's daydream.

Rama then reached out to shake hands with Fano, “Include, I am Rama."

“I Fano.”

Rama commented on his smile, while Fano, he was cold towards the man. Remembering, he was still curious about the relationship between Rama and Nasyra.

“Kak Rama, I think I want to go to the toilet first can?” whispers of Nasyra to Rama.

“Boleh dear, know where the toilet is? Or would you like me to take you?”

“Ah is not necessary, Brother. I can do it myself.”

Nasyra walked to the toilet alone without Rama. Actually he permission to go to the toilet just wanted to avoid Fano, avoiding the gaze of Fano who had been incessantly watching him. He felt uncomfortable, his heart turmoil was also not because when there was Fano.

Moments later, when he reached the toilet, someone suddenly called out to him.

“Rara ... Ra!” exciting Fano.

Nasyra further accelerated his pace to avoid Fano. Unfortunately he lost quickly to Fano.

“Rara, stop!” Fano pulled Nasyra's hand from behind, and then walked in front of Nasyra until they faced each other.

“Rara, look at me!” Nasyra still kept her head down hiding her eyeballs that began to glaze over.” Fano held onto both of Nasyra's shoulders.

Stupid, I'm so weak. Why should I cry at the wrong time.

“Kak, stay away from me! Don't let me scream for help" threatened Nasyra. He retreated his steps so as not to get too close to Fano.

“Ra, I just want to know who he is. Who is that guy?!”

“You mean?!”

“Lelaki beside you earlier. Yes, Rama. What is your relationship with him?!”

“Oh, Brother Rama. He's my husband, why? It's obvious, right? I am married, I belong to someone else. So don't bother me anymore!”

“Ra, I don't care. I miss you so much. Come back to me, can we start over?"

Fano pleaded with his face, he did not know anymore, it seemed he was already very crazy about Nasyra.

"Sister, we already have each other's lives. When do you want to keep bothering me? Aren't you tired? Never mind, let me live quietly."

Nasyra chose to leave Fano and enter the room, the event was ongoing. Rama, who noticed Nasyra's presence, looked to the side.

"Darling, why are you crying?"

"Nasyra ... we live together long enough, so there's no need to lie. I know your sad face."

"It's okay, Brother. Brother Rama just calm down, suddenly I miss Daddy and Mom."

"Tomorrow we'll go home, yeah. No, no more sadness."

Rama clasped Nasyra's hand standing next to him, and they watched the event.

It is undeniable, until now Nasyra and Fano both have such deep feelings. Their love still thrives in each other's hearts.

The grand opening ceremony lasted for two hours. At 13:00, Nasyra and Rama headed to his car followed by Fano and Allena who joined the friendly.

"You wait here first, I need a minute."

"need to? Same who?" allena asked as she removed her hand link from Fano's arm.

Without answering questions from Allena, Fano immediately stepped quickly towards the direction of Rama and Nasyra's car.

"Excuse me, sorry. Mr Rama, may I speak to Rara for a moment?"

"Rara?"

"Ah, I mean Nasyra. I have something to tell him."

"Pak Fano knows my wife? What's the connection?"

Nasyra squinted at Fano before Fano answered Rama's question. He is indeed a man who is shameless, really reckless and does not care about the status of Nasyra as a wife of people.

"Sister, we'd better go. I have nothing to do with this guy."

"really? If there is, finish it first, I'll wait here."

"No, Brother. Come on, let's go!" bring Nasyra. He got into his car regardless of Fano.

Rama finally said goodbye to Fano, not forgetting they also exchanged business cards.

In the car, Nasyra was silent, his gaze blankly pointing at the car window. Nasyra's daydreams stirred Rama's mind to ask, "Honey, why daydream? Actually, who is he? Since when do you know him?"

Nasyra just looked at Rama, the netraanya sayu, she did not know what to say to her husband. Again, the eyeballs let out warm water droplets that drenched his cheeks.

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