Love For Ambariana's

5. Love

...Seeing you with a faint smile shackled my soul....

...Instead of being distracted, I wanted to keep getting stuck in it....

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Tuesday night in July. Arav sat leaning against his bedroom window trellis, staring at the sky as he sipped on his favorite nicotine item.

While from inside the room vaguely heard the sound of a laptop that was playing the anime adventure-action genre. His favorite anime, which could not be disturbed while being watched, is now neglected.

Ambar's smile still continued to shadow Arav. The mood of the guy increased drastically. His heart trembled unruffled. When was the last time Arav was this happy? It feels like almost never. This is the first time for Arav.

His quiet and boring life has finally changed.

Arav got out of his seat, switched off the rest of the cigarettes and threw them out the window. The guy turned off the laptop before finally laying down on the bed.

Netra Arav focuses on the ceiling, with a smile expanding, the guy can't wait for tomorrow to arrive.

While in a different place, Ambar was standing in front of the bathroom mirror. The girl looks fragile. The loneliness that always seeped into his heart made Ambar weak. Slowly burning his life spirit. Whenever in a quiet place alone, always sadness comes to him.

Ambar instead of resigned, the girl always held back. Comforting yourself in a simple way. Ambar was tired, but did not want to give up either.

"The older the adult, the heavier the life. One only needs to survive if one is already unable to resist. Because God doesn't like losers." That meaningful explanation left the small Ambar in confusion. In her lap, little Ambar stared at her father's face full of question marks.

"Losing?"

Ambar's father nodded. "Life is like playing a game. If you lose, you get nothing. But if you win, you get a prize."

"What are the gifts?"

Ambar's father nodded back. "Whatever Ambar wants will surely come true. On condition that Ambar can survive and win."

Suddenly the little Ambar smiled happily, the girl liked the gift. Whatever Ambar would do to get a reward. "Ambar wants a lot of gifts!!" he exuberantly. Can't wait for the gift. But unfortunately the little girl was still too early to understand what struggle behind the limitless gifts to be had.

"Boleh, if Ambar can win."

"It can be, Ambar is strong!" Little Ambar convinced himself. Then hugged his father tightly.

Gaining adorable behavior from his son, Ambar's father scrambles over Ambar's head. "Baguss."

The father and son then returned to enjoy their fishing activities.

The mirror showed a disheveled face Ambar, partly wet hair exposed to sweat mixed with water used to wash the face. Ambar lowered his head for a moment, blocking the tears and restoring his hair back.

Ambar went to the shower to wash his body with water. Under the shower Ambar braced himself.

Cold water began to fill the floor. After 15 minutes passed, Ambar finally came out of the bathroom still using a bathrobe. Her wet hair was left just like that.

Ambar turned on the fan in the corner of the room and started cleaning his rented room. Take a pile of neatly folded clothes, put them in the closet. Sweep the floor until you wash the dishes. Only then did Ambar put on a nightgown and apply lip balm on his lips so as not to dry. The girl picked up a leather jacket hanging behind the door, carrying it to the bed while Ambar sat cross-legged.

"One million." Inner Ambar after calculating the amount of money.

Ambar's face changed, the girl felt disappointed because again she managed to escape. "This is the last time ... Dad, help me."

After letting out her hope, Ambar grabbed the nightstand drawer. Take a bank account book, observing the nominal listed in it.

Savings from his father and mother and from the sale of his parents' possessions are still fairly large. Though it has been used to finance Ambar's life even the cost of his education until now.

Before marriage, it turns out that his parents have prepared financial needs carefully. Ambar grew proud and affectionate with both his parents. Even when they are gone, their obligations as parents are still carried out. Ambar's heart again felt tight, but quickly in his detention.

Ambar put the money in the account book, mixing it with other money whose origins are the same as the money he got last night. Put the account book on the nightstand before Ambar finally laid his body in bed.

Ambar's gaze stared straight at the window of his room that was not covered in curtains, which showed lights on the balcony of the multi-storey building. Not very beautiful, but quite soothing.

"May tomorrow go well."

Ambar offered a prayer before closing his eyes. Inside the blanket, the girl tightly hugged her bolted pillow.

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The first alarm went off loud, instantly waking the girl who had previously been cowering in the cold. The blanket that was last night tightly stuck now only covered up to the calf limit, while the bolster pillow that was held tightly overnight had fallen onto the cold floor.

Ambar opened his net, quickly turned off the alarm then went down to turn off the fan. Wall clock shows 5 o'clock past 20. Ambar went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. The girl did not take a shower, the low air temperature made her body shiver a little even when she had not touched the water.

After all last night she had taken a bath, sweat did not come out on a cold night. A little soapy aroma and the smell of shampoo are still attached to his body. Ambar only need to add deodorant and perfume to minimize the smell of sweat later.

Finished packing, Ambar took all the money stored in the account book, put it in a bag and returned the account book to its original place. Inside the nightstand.

Ambar then headed to the kitchen area to cook tamagoyaki or Japanese-style egg rolls. Put it in a dish and add a little sauce to its spicy flavor. After breakfast, Ambar sat on the edge of the bed. Listening to mellow instruments.

The girl left for school at exactly 6 o'clock on foot. Cold air with gray clouds dotted the city, accompanying Ambar's steps down the sidewalk. Ambar tightened his jacket, folded his arms around himself. His steps accelerated when he felt a few drops of water touch his facial skin.

The wind blew adding to the cold. Some students in the same uniform as Ambar even offered a ride as they passed by and got to know him. But steadily rejected him, Ambar felt uneasy.

"Come on Ambar, three is fine, before it rains." The princess made an offer. In front of him, the princess father nodded in agreement.

"Let's go, don't be ashamed." Father Daughter chimed.

Ambar stared at the motorcycle belonging to Father Princess for a moment. "No need, just wait to get there. Put it first, sir," reject Ambar politely.

In addition to the embarrassment of the threesome riding a motorcycle, the girl was also not good with the Princess. Those who sit at a table are not that familiar. If suddenly received the help of the Princess when she always avoids her classmates, it will be very guilty Ambar. It was like using the Princess, her mind.

After the death of the Princess and her father, Ambar continued his rapid pace. It was unexpected that the rain was getting heavier. Ambar immediately put on a hooded jacket, running to find a shelter nearby.

Ambar did not expect that there would be rain that was getting heavier and heavier. If this is all regret, the girl should have carried an umbrella or raincoat. Ambar sighed. All he could do right now was lean on the workshop pole that was still closed, waiting for the rain to subside.