
" Eza is coming to pick you up soon" Dhita said as they sat in the living room together. After I finished changing clothes.
" Dhi!" call Arjuna gently.
" What's wrong?" tanya Dhita turned her head towards Arjuna, they sat side by side but with a distance between them.
" Now you know that I still love you very much" said Arjuna looking at Dhita's face with guilt, Dhita who is now not as he used to know. Dhita used to be a woman who looked fresh, but now Dhita's body became thinner and her appearance was rather shabby. Only when going to the office Dhita try to look active and energetic so as not to disappoint the boss. Remembering his profession as secretary.
" I don't know," Dhita replied unwillingly to answer Arjuna's question.
" I'm serious Dhi..."
" Seriously, you used to say seriously, now you say seriously it is not impossible tomorrow you will also say seriously mas, and in the end you broke my heart again." dhita said in a higher tone, he began to be offended considering many times he was hurt.
" What is the price of your seriousness mas, until you easily throw me, you throw me, I am not an item that you can throw away and you take again as you please mas, you, I'm sorry if you brought us back, I'm sorry I can't!" dhita continued at length.
Dhita moved from her seat intending to go to the room, for Dhita arguing with Arjuna will only awaken again the pain in her heart. So he decided to avoid the man.
Greep.
Arjuna restrains Dhita by holding her hand.
" Lepasin mas,"
" No, never will." Arjuna held Dhita's hand.
" Do you want me to be happy or not?" tanya Dhita looked fixedly at the face of the man who had been holding her back without letting go.
Hearing the question from Dhita, Arjuna further tightened the grip of his hand.
" I'm the only source of your happiness, only I can make you happy, not others" Arjuna said. It's nothing he says like that, but he just wants to remind Dhita of his closeness to Bastian, and Arjuna will never like all that.
" Are you jealous?" dhita asked, a faint smile stretched out on her lips. " This man is so selfish, he himself has no problem making out in front of me with Citra, but he is jealous to see me with Bastian" Dhita thought.
" I'm so JEALOUS!" answer Arjuna with emphasis at the end of his sentence.
Dhita laughs.
" Why are you laughing, is something funny?" asked Arjuna with a little annoyed, people were jealous even in laughing.
" I know, though there are many beautiful women out there flirting with you, but no one can take your heart away from me,"
" Just, um,..."
" What's all?" arjuna asked curiously as Dhita cut out her sentence. With a face still tight.
" Only we are too self-imposed, we better end all this, we live everything according to the destiny that should be." said Dhita.
" I will never stop hoping, I will fight to get you, will you fight with me?" Arjuna repeated Dhita's request back in time, when they were still both struggling to get the blessing of Rita's mommy.
" I'm tired, I'm tired of all this, if you're really serious about me, apply me to my parents!" dhita said, he just wanted to know how much serious Arjuna was to him.
" No, no, no. Isn't it Rena and Reyhan's wedding tomorrow, how could you not be present at your brother's wedding!" Dhita forbids Arjuna to go to fulfill his promise, considering that tomorrow is the most special day for Reyhan and Rena.
" What do you want then?" asked Arjuna with a little annoyed, how could Arjuna not be irritated, Dhita who asked in the application and when the request will be followed even in prevented to propose.
" Well, if that's what you want, I challenge you to bring my parents to this city, if you succeed means your proposal is accepted." Dhita tests Arjuna's seriousness by giving him a challenge.
" But remember tomorrow your brother's wedding day, you also have to be there, if you are late then agree or not your proposal will be rejected" said Dhita again, said, he deliberately presents two challenges at once to see how skillful a man is that always keeps him in a dependent position. It means hanging his feelings.
" No problem, I'll make sure I'll be able to successfully bring your parents along, and won't be late for my sister's wedding" Arjuna said confidently.
" And one more thing, prepare the most memorable answer for me." Arjuna looked at Dhita sharply, but a smile rose on his lips.
" Calm down, I've been preparing that answer for a long time, but you're advertising our relationship with Citra" said Dhita.
" Yes, I'm sorry,"
" As usual my sorry door will always be open for you, ma'am" Dhita replied.
Suddenly Rena came out of her room, apparently she eavesdropped on Dhita and Arjuna's conversation.
" Cuts...Cut....Cut...!" is...!" rena's screams cut through her best friend's chatter.
Dhita and Arjuna turned at the same time.
" Rena what the hell, Cut..cut...cut..emang this filming soap opera!" Dhita is annoyed by the behavior of her best friend.
" Stop the dialogue, it's night, Eza is waiting for you outside" said Rena who was addressed to Arjuna.
" Oh yes, then, excuse me." said Arjuna saying goodbye and then stepped away from that place, a place that became a debate between Dhita and herself.
Dhita looked at the man's back, which then disappeared behind the door.
Dhita smiled, really her heart now feels flowery. The man who had been craved for her would immediately propose to her.
" Busyet, Dhi you're not kasian, you're not giving my brother-in-law such a big challenge?" asked Rena who felt pity imagining Arjuna's struggle.
" I think the challenge is natural, if he wants to do it, and if not do it." replied Dhita calmly because he was sure Arjuna would fight for his love even though obstacles were blocked.
Rena took a deep breath, hearing the words of her best friend.
Meanwhile, Eza, who had waited too long for Arjuna to make himself a little pushy.
Eza just stared at the screen of his phone hoping that his best friend would contact him soon.
Suddenly the sound of a car door being opened from outside.
" A long time ago Ar, what were you doing in there?" ask Eza before Arjuna actually gets in the car.
Eza, who was sitting in the driver's seat, bent his face so that it was seen if he was angry.