I'm Not a Bet

Heart Symbol

Arindi closed her sketchbook. It didn't feel like he was sitting in this cafe for three hours. For three hours he had finished chocolate milkshakes and lychee ice tea one glass each. In addition, three blank pages in his sketchbook are now the object of his artwork.

The reason Arindi was in this cafe was of course because of Anggara. This morning after Anggara finished his order dumpling noodles, he asked Arindi to take him to places that had been scheduled on his business travel agenda.

Arindi is forced to comply with Anggara's request because he threatens to stay together if Arindi refuses. Just a few hours with him alone has made Arindi rise in blood especially if she lives together for one week. He could be crazy thinking about it.

Therefore Arindi is willing to be Anggara's driver for today and obey whatever he commands.

Including the most unreasonable order given by Anggara to Arindi at this time, Arindi had to wait for him at a cafe not far from the company building where Anggara did business meetings and Arindi had to hand over her phone to Assumption.

After three hours of waiting Arindi only realized the reason why he had to give up his phone. "Damn," inner Arindi. "I should have suspected the reason for my hp."

Arindi started to fidget on her own, suddenly she remembered about Tristan. "Where would Tristan call her adopted sister?" arindi Gumam. "That's not possible. Must have been me in silence, right with him? But what about ingga? Be present...."

Arindi slid her head to the table. Thinking of Tristan made Arindi feel sad. "Where is he now? Is she okay?"

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Meanwhile.

Anggara just finished with his meeting. He rushed out of the building because as an older brother, he was also worried about his younger brother. He himself did not expect his meeting would be that long.

Anggara also arrived at the cafe. His eyes swept across the cafe looking for Arindi's figure. He could hardly have found it if he had not walked in because Arindi had her head on the table. Arindi sat right in one corner of the cafe beside the pillar of support.

Anggara was approaching but it seemed that Arindi was not disturbed by the noise of her footsteps. "He's sleeping? Huh... Can you sleep in a place?"

Anggara also slowly pulled the chair beside Arindi. He wanted to wake her but still could not.

Drrta! Drrta! Shaking the phone out of his suit pocket left Anggara in shock. He almost forgot. During the meeting, Arindi's cell phone, which she kept in her pocket, continued to vibrate.

Anggara also pulled out the phone. He glanced at Arindi who was still asleep because he was curious he opened Arindi's phone which happened to not be given a safety key.

"That's plenty. Ehm.campus group, painting community, art community, BEM, Nadine, Rasya...." Anggara read one by one the names that appeared on the notification bar of Arindi's phone in his heart.

"BABY? She's the one who's doing this? Ain't wrong?" anggara muttered to himself. Then there is something that catches Anggara's attention more than all the notifications he read that there are five missed calls from someone whose contact name is Tristan.

Of course Anggara wouldn't suspect even a hundred missed calls. What makes him suspicious is the writing of Tristan's name accompanied by a heart symbol on the front and another behind his name.

"Tristan? Who her? Her boyfriend? Two heart symbols? I was able to date as well as a boy," Anggara muttered to himself. His eyes looked on him not liking the name. Because he knows very well how his name is written on his sister's contact list. As a brother he felt envious.

"Two huh? Just two.." Anggara muttered again. "I have to change my name so...." Anggara nimbly erased the name on the phone contact and replaced it with Anggara, five heart symbols on the front and five on the back. "Save it," he said later while laughing satisfiedly.

Arindi was shocked because her desk shook slightly when Anggara laughed earlier. He also raised his head. "Sister?" he was shocked to find Anggara sitting in front of him.

"Well, our driver is awake. It's so easy to sleep in any place," Anggara said pretending to be disappointed.

"Huh? Because who can I sleep here? Arin is sleepy to know. Ti-ga-jam Arin wait here rich people stress," said Arindi annoyed.

"Stand up!" anggara said cuek and then departed from his seat.

"Ck!! Home right?" asked Arindi expectantly.

"Take me to one more place!"

"About? It's five in the afternoon, brother. Where are we going anyway?"

"Task a lot. Let's go!"

"Wait on!! Arin's going to the toilet first." Arindi ran quickly to the toilet.

Anggara sat back in his chair. He glanced at Arindi's sketchbook lying on the table. He had not seen his brother's hand. He wanted to know how far his abilities had progressed.

Anggara flipped through the sketchbook. Of the many hand graffiti Arindi. There was another page that caught his attention. On that page were paintings of several men and some small children. A small scribble in the bottom corner of the page reads Tristan and the children in the refugee camp.

"This name again," said Anggara. He began to be busy guessing the figure of Tristan in the painting.

Plaque! Suddenly Arindi's hand closed the part of the page Anggara was looking at. Anggara was surprised to find Arindi already standing next to him.

Arindi also walked quickly ahead of Anggara out of the cafe to his car.

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"Where are we going now?" said Arindi who was sitting behind the wheel. He has lost his spirit.

"Central Park Mall," Anggara said briefly. As if not concerned with the fatigue of Arindi.

"Mall's? This serious?" said Arindi began turning her car towards the direction mentioned Anggara. Anggara just sat leaning closed his eyes. Since arriving at Arindi's apartment he hasn't even closed his eyes properly. His body was also very exhausted.

"Serious dong dear, is it brother joking? Brother who has all this heart, it is not possible to joke," Anggara replied with a smile. He emphasized the word ten clearly even though it might sound silly in Arindi's ears.

"Ten-heart? Pftt... What? Healthy brother? What the hell is that?" Arindi was astonished by Anggara's random words just now. But because his body was too tired to think hard he thought it was nonsense. "Don't miss this child," her inner self.

After a few minutes they finally reached their destination. After parking his vehicle, Arindi immediately leaned back his body trying to close his eyes that were not strong enough to withstand drowsiness.

"Let's get off!" anggara's baritone voice echoed in Arindi's ears. He deliberately said his words just now very close to Arindi's ears. Arindi who had just closed her eyes became shocked. He also reflexes hit Anggara who can quickly avoid it.

"Argh... My ear can get infected if you talk that close," he said, rubbing his hands into his ears. "Arin won't come down!"

"Rare you sure you're going down?" ask Anggara who has gotten out of the car. Only his head that emerged from the car window peeked at Arindi who was still upset.

"Not long, right?"

"No. five hours doang," Anggara said and then straightened his body. He also walked away from the car.

Arindi hurriedly took her bag and got out of the car. "Five hours? it's crazy that I was told to wait five hours here" Arindi's inner. "Sister waitin..," cried Arindi at her brother who had walked away.

While Anggara just smiled satisfied to hear the cry of Arindi calling him. His legs made his strides wide and Arindi also had difficulty balancing it.

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"What the hell are we doing here? You want to meet a client here?" said Arindi who started to bad mood.

"Client? Why?"

"Yes... It's part of my business agenda, right?" tanya Arindi started to suspect.

"Who said? I didn't say it was a job."

"So?"

"Good shopping, why work at the mall?"

"Udah ah Arin wants to go home, really good." Arindi turned her body. But his efforts were in vain because Anggara's big hand had coiled around his neck and made Arindi forced to walk straight ahead following Anggara's quick steps.

They also arrived at a famous boutique. Anggara also talked to one of the store employees. As if waiting for his arrival, the store clerk immediately invited Anggara and Arindi to go to the fitting room.

Arindi who already has no power and effort anymore just follow the will of her brother.

"What exactly is this for, sister?" tanya Arindi who began to feel dizzy and nauseous after becoming an impromptu fashion judge Anggara. Arindi had to choose a suitable set of clothes from ten sets of clothes Anggara tried.

"We go home, brother, Arin can no longer," his voice sounded raucous.

"Tomorrow the night I have to attend an important event. As an invited guest who represents the company, I have to dandang maximum dong," explained Anggara while trying to put a tie that he just chose. While Arindi just nodding excitedly.

Anggara glanced at his sister from the big mirror before him. "Abis from my show went straight to the hotel that Johan had booked, so...."

Not yet Anggara continued his words, Arindi had interrupted. "Go to the hotel, right? that means a few days ahead of my brother at the hotel, right?" he was excited to hear that his brother was leaving his apartment.

"Basar bocil, so much doang already feel seneng," said Anggara. "Why? Don't be sad about it dong, ntar also brother must often stop by if you want."

"Do not bother, brother. Arin's busy on campus tomorrow."

Arindi is really looking forward to the day Anggara leaves her apartment.