IF THERE IS STILL LOVE

ARGA EXPLANATION

While in another place, Elin cupped her face to the table. she sat on one of the chairs in the room that was not too crowded it. her eyes felt hot, her heart was crowded. and weep as that claustrophobic spill.

"Elin, "the voices of Risa and Echa approached worriedly.they also did not know what to do and how, but the one thing they could do right now was to be next to Elin.

"what the hell is it? I really don't understand" sobs Elin still hasn't lifted her face.

"we don't know what happened to Lin, the new student Rora at the college. All this time we know Rora's been after Arga, but we don't know what really happened between them." Said Risa accompanied by a nod of the head by Echa. The two pulled an empty chair to then sit next to Elin.

"Then Rora became a student here, what can we know about her apart from her arrogant nature.Then asked her two bodyguards that would not be possible to answer, he said, what is actually making me emotional later" said Echa while rubbing Elin's back.

Not long after, Arga came. He seemed to sigh for a while at the door to then step closer to the three friends.

Risa and Echa stared cynically. Whatever the reason, it is clear today Arga has made Elin cry. The two girls are definitely very disliked her.

"Elin. I." said Arga when he was at Elin's table.

"Not now Ga" replied Elin still sobbing. He didn't see a single thing in Arga.

I don't know, it takes time to prepare the heart to hear any explanation Arga.

Arga took a deep breath, and exhaled violently. Riled up, feeling guilty, worried, mixed into one in that face stroke.

then he stepped away from Elin, taking his place in the corner of the room there. Her eyes were still attached to Elin who still looked lethargic with her wet eyes.

Until the course taught by Mr. Agung this morning was completed, there was nothing that could be listened to well by Arga, not least Elin.

***

That afternoon in the art hall...

Elin played her violin with full of appreciation.a sad tone that played her so touching. It's like an outburst of emotion that she's shed on those violin strings. Echa and Risa who also play the violin in her hand stop, then pay attention to the game Elin.Elin closed his eyes following the friction for the sake of the friction of his violin.

after feeling satisfied, Elin stopped her hand movements, then opened her eyes.

"Perfect" exclaimed Echa and Risa along with their applause.

" it's so beautiful, Elin." added Echa again, amazed.

Elin exhaled her breath, she tried to make a smile on her face.

" thank you. You also play very well." he replied later by still presenting a smile on his lips.

And when that came Arga from the mouth of the door. The three girls turned their heads without a sound. Arga kept getting closer. Elin then packed her violin, about to rush out of the room, but Arga's burly hand held her hand.

"Elin, we need to talk. I beg you." pintaArga.

Elin looked at her two best friends, who were then answered by a nod by Risa and Echa.

Arga invites Elin to leave the art hall, Echa and Risa also follow behind. Elin gets into Arga's car, while Risa and Echa leave the Parkiran with Risa's car heading in different directions.

After a few minutes on the way, they arrived at a cafe. This place is quite far from their campus. But Elin was here a while ago with Arga, Risa, and Echa.

After getting out of the car and leaving the parking lot, they are now at a table near the cafe's glass window. Not so many this afternoon. But the artistic atmosphere in the cafe is quite comfortable to just enjoy food, relax, or solve problems like Arga will do today.

" elin... " The voice of Arga started a chat after a waiter placed a drink on their table.

Elin settled Arga for a while, then re-routed her out the window.

" I don't know where to start, but I know I have to finish this." Said Arga again.

"About Rora... Rora and I used to be dating" For a moment she seemed to take a deep breath.

Hearing Arga's words, Elin only smiled wryly. He already suspected that. No sound, maybe this time he will choose to be the best listener.

"We were dating from Before High School graduation, after graduating, she chose to continue her education in Paris. As per his own desire. And I support that too..."

Arga paused his sentence, rearranging the words in his brain to become a sentence that could make Elin not misunderstand later.

"Him and I met very rarely, but the communication went well. Until one day, on his birthday, I accidentally came to Paris without telling him first to give him a surprise. Arriving in Paris I went straight to his apartment, which happened to be the address he had been told when he was just starting his studies in the city. But until his apartment, not only was he surprised to see my arrival, I was the one who was surprised." This time Arga's lips were attracted wryly.

"You know what happened? "

Elin looked at the man in front of her. Waiting for what the next.

"She was busy making out with someone in the apartment. With a man I know very well. He was even good friends with me in High School"

Arga recounts all of this by remembering the ending story of her relationship with Rora. His tone was flat, there was no picture of anger in his sentence, not the slightest sign of his irritation in the past was at all invisible.

While Elin was listening carefully, word for word Arga said. now he looked at Arga closely, like he wanted to look for earnestness in the face.

"Can I trust you Ga??? " his words then with a barely audible voice

Arga let out a long sigh, and threw her away. Seconds later he smiled at his lover.

"Of course, Lin. I love you very much. You have to trust me. I won't hurt your heart." His words later, while reaching for Elin's fingers lovingly.

"If it was just the past, I wouldn't mind, Ga. Anyone also has a past" said Elin who accompanied her gentle smile, a sign that she really received Arga's explanation very well.

Time passed unnoticed. Surya has moved far to the western horizon, for a long time they chatted in the corner of the cafe. Talking about things, sharing stories, and sometimes joking with each other. Sometimes they seem to laugh loosely, sometimes also seem blushed, and even not infrequently exchanged looks.

"Ga, it's afternoon. Can we go home now?" said Elin after seeing the clock on her phone.

"When? be able. " Answer Arga.

After paying for the drinks, they walked out to the parking lot. Then it drove away from the cafe. Tracing the streets that somehow that afternoon felt so sparkling, twinkling, and felt beautiful.