Hugging Memories

Seeking Nasyra

The next day, a sunny morning begins Fano's activities at the restaurant. This time, he had to focus more on working, checking and completing all the final reports of the month. Some files piled up on his desk, occasionally he stared at the laptop in front of him, his fingers did not stop dancing on the ranks of letters on his keyboard. After everything is settled, he intends to solve all his problems with Nasyra, he must find a way out.

I can't keep going like this. It was really torturing my soul and body, making me unable to concentrate.

A few hours later, Fano rushed to his uncle's room to hand over some report files on the restaurant.

“Uncle, these are all reports I've completed. Can I leave?” Fano sat in the front seat of Pak Wijaya's desk.

“Where are you Fan?!” ask Mr. Wijaya curious. Pak Wijaya is Fano's uncle who also owns the sizable Geranium Resto.

“I want to solve the problem with my friend, Uncle."

“What problems? Do you need Uncle's help?” Mr. Wijaya noticed Fano who looked frustrated, he offered the rocks to his nephew.

“No Uncle, thank you. It's just a trivial matter" Fano replied lying.

No one knew of Fano's relationship with Nasyra, impossible if his uncle would help him, there he would know the truth. It will only ruin the mood.

“Ya already then you can leave now, but remember yes, not too long. If the problem is over, hurry back, "the uncle said.

“Iya, Uncle. Fano go first, yeah."

“Yes, heart - heart on the road.”

Fano went to the main destination, Nasyra's boarding house, which had been abandoned. However, he still tried to find information there, because some people who host at the place also know Nasyra well.

He hoped that one of them would have Nasyra's address in his village. After a few minutes he asked one by one the residents of the boarding house, the results were nil. None of them knew Nasyra's house.

Fano rode his motorbike at moderate speed, down the densely packed streets of the city, his mind growing increasingly stifled when he did not get the slightest result.

Suddenly, on his way, he remembered one important thing that he had forgotten earlier.

"Ah, that's stupid of me! Why haven't I seen her CV when applying at a restaurant? There must be an address. Just wasting time!" fano's curse on himself. "It seems nature supported me to meet Rara again." Fano carved a smile while turning his bike around and immediately returned to the restaurant to check Nasyra's data.

Arriving in front of the restaurant.

“Loh, Fano! How about back again?!” asked Pak Wijaya who saw Fano enter the restaurant while running.

“Yes uncle, there is something left behind. I'm in first, yeah!”

Fano ran to his study, he remembered where he kept the employees' files. There are dozens of chocolate maps neatly arranged on the shelf of the last closet.

Patiently, Fano searched for them one by one very carefully. After a few minutes looking for it, finally the map that says the name 'Nasyra Arreta' he found. Fano quickly opened it, then wrote Nasyra's address on a small piece of paper that he would carry.

“Ra, I'll find you soon. Wait for me!" fano Gumam.

Fano stepped his legs firmly, walking with a relieved smile that calmed him down. He immediately said goodbye to his uncle.

About three hours later, Fano traveled to Nasyra's house. Only armed with courage and determination, he ventured if he had to account for his actions that had hurt Nasyra inwardly.

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The simple house facing exactly onto the street left Fano glued for a moment. A wide terrace with various plants around it. Not a large or luxurious house, but enough to make the residents comfortable in it. Without hesitation and with confidence in heart, Fano immediately parked his motorbike in the yard of the house, his eyes were uncertain staring at the terrace while taking off his helmet.

The eyeball was centered on the long-haired girl sitting on the porch, looking at the flowers that were in front of her. The woman's gaze seemed empty, I don't know what she was thinking at the moment. Fano was fixated when Nasyra was in front of him, like a dream. However, there was a tinge of grief in those eyes, her once cheerful face, now looking bitter.

Uh! I want to punish myself now. Looking at Rara who was devastated by my actions, can I make her smile again like before?

I'll keep trying to get you back, Ra. Fano continued to struggle with his thoughts.

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