Hugging Memories

After Not Meeting

When night fell, Rama and Nasyra were already preparing with a neat appearance. However, the man only wore a casual shirt that did not reduce the impression of luxury on him at all.

Unlike Nasyra, as a woman, she always looks graceful with a beautiful dress. This time, he wore a white dress with knee length, the arm part closed to the wrist.

The fabric is made of fine brocade, decorated with beautiful beads on the chest. Adding a luxurious and sweet impression as she wore it. Her ayu face is more beautiful and graceful when she smears mekap even though only thin and natural.

"Are you ready, honey?" rama asked Nasyra, as the woman reflected and confirmed her unraveling hair, a little messy.

"My wife is beautiful .. Don't be beautiful, honey. I'm afraid of other men." Rama hugged Nasyra from behind, his sense of smell softly inhaling the Nasyra perfume that so calmed him.

"Sister, if this is not to go. Kemaleman!" pekik Nasyra while removing the link of Rama's hand.

"Ah, I almost got washed away with your charm, dear. Yeah, we're leaving, yuk!"

The two walked down the stairs, and rushed towards the car. Not to forget they brought the parcel as a hand.

Rama focused on driving while looking for the address listed on the phone screen. Just a few meters away, they would reach Fano's house.

"Sister, is it far away?" ask Nasyra. Actually he's very nervous right now. His heart rumbled as he recalled how he should behave when he met Fano later. Moreover, they will arrive soon.

"Looks like that last house, honey. Or ... try to call Allena, make sure which side of the house," Pinta Rama as he began to confuse looking for a house.

"Okay, just a minute."

Nasyra grabbed her phone from the bag and called Allena. Soon, Allena came out of the house to pick them up.

Rama and Nasyra get off the car and are greeted by Allena. The woman was waiting right in front of the fence of her house.

"Finally, I've been waiting for you since!" allena said while greeting Nasyra and Rama. "Come, we're in!"

"Sorry, Al, it's a little late." Nasyra handed me a paper bag containing the cake.

"Ah, Ra, why bother so much anyway. There should be no need to bring anything" Allena choked. His hands gently rubbed Nasyra's arms.

Nasyra fell silent, occasionally glancing towards Rama. At first glance, the woman seemed to think a little about something that either Rama did not know what the contents of his wife's mind were.

"Darling, are you okay?" rama asked curiously.

"Hem .. Of course I'm fine. Why is it, brother?" Nasyra asked Rama.

"You look agitated, honey."

Rama was only full of question marks, he knew his wife was very nervous at the moment. Seen from the hands of Nasyra who squeezed each other and stomped his feet slowly occasionally took a deep breath.

Rama who knew about it he only grasped Nasyra's hand so that his wife was a little calm. "No need to be nervous, honey. Why be groggy like that? Fano would have behaved accordingly. Kan, there I am." Rama tried to calm Nasyra down.

Soon, Fano came out of the room and headed for the living room, where Nasyra and Rama were waiting for him.

However, there is something different. The man is now sitting in a wheelchair. Allena pushed him slowly closer to them. Fano's unblinking gaze looked at Nasyra, though her face was pale, and her mimicry described her as being so relieved to meet Nasyra. However, after that Fano glanced towards Rama. He then nodded slowly as a greeting gesture.

Nasyra who was looking at Fano's current state, her heart was a little shaky. However, he still remained in his stance, if he had to behave normally and as if acting as a friend. Nasyra also nodded small.

Rama stood up and walked towards Fano, sitting in the seat nearest to him. "How are you, Fano?" rama asked as he extended his hand to shake his hand.

"I'm good, as you can see now. Yes ... although I have to be in a wheelchair," Fano replied with a subtle intonation when mentioning a wheelchair.

"No problem, everything will be fine. Slowly it will also heal, so don't get discouraged."

"Thank you." Fano smiled kindly. However, his eyes glimpsed Nasyra. Fano hoped Nasyra would approach her, but the woman simply fell silent. He did not know how to compose a sentence to ask something even if it was just stale.

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