My Only One's

Wisdom of Ara

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"No no no no! I'd like to try it myself. Let me try it for myself!" Clarra tried to seize the dirt bike they rented.

It had been five rounds that the man had hugged her, but now Clarra wanted to try driving it herself. They tried everything in that place. Riding a horse, driving a jeep around the savanna, seeing a crater whose smoke billows, also adventuring in the famous cloud country to foreign countries. And it feels like they are never satisfied. Especially Clarra, who couldn't stop like she had just found a new toy.

They only stopped for a while to eat, and soon returned to the sandy spot.

"You can't ride a bike, can you?" The barn held him.

"Take it teach me, so I can drive it." The woman said.

"No, it's dangerous. You will have an accident. How am I gonna talk to your parents?"

"Ah, you're overreacting. There's no danger here. See it? Everything's sand."

"There's people, Cla."

"But they're far away there, while we're just the two of us here."

"Stay with it."

"Oh, come. Have you been piggybacking on me? From last night instead? I also want to know how rasanyamengedarai this thing. Why do you like to ride it even to go to work?"

"What am I wearing isn't this?" Meyela galang.

"Just the same. Both are two-wheeled and the sound is noisy."

He pulled one corner of his lips up.

"Not reacting like that, you're ugly! give me the bike quickly!" The woman pushed him so he could seize the two-wheeler.

"Now what am I supposed to do with this thing?" Clarra was already sitting on the bike with both hands holding the handlebar.

"You sure?"

"Related."

"But slow down, huh? I'll hold you from behind." ucsp Galang while putting a helmet on Clarra's head.

"Yes." Yeah." He's nodding.

"Alright, look at it." The man showed what Clarra had to do with their rented dirt bike.

He turned on the engine, pressed the hand brake handle, then turned the gas section so that a loud enough roar could be heard.

"Later to move the teeth." He pointed at the object under Clarra's feet. "Then step on this." Then point at the thing on the other side.

"understand?"

"understand." Clarra nodded again.

"Okay, just slow down okay?"

"okay." Then Clarra did what the man said.

At first he did it slowly, and succeeded in the first try. The motor runs straight and looks fine.

"Can I really? Do you believe it now?" Clarra shouted because she was happy.

There's nothing he can't learn. Everything he could do with just one instruction.

"Yes, right. Just slow down, okay?" Galang holds the back of the motor so that it continues to run stably.

"But I want to increase my speed." Clarra.

"Can't."

"Why?"

"It's not time yet."

"But it's slow. I want to be like them." Clarra sees the same people renting motorcycles as her. They turn, turn, and drive the vehicle smartly.

"They're experts, and you're beginners."

"Yes, right. But I can learn anything."

"I believe it, but not for that one."

"Come on, just a little bit." Clarra.

"No."

"Lang?"

"Can't."

"Little."

Galang shook his head.

"I promise just a little."

"Really?" The man started to give up.

"Hu'um."

"Alright, but really a little and slow huh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"alright. Step on this, then increase the speed a little."

Clarra did what Galang said. He set foot, then turned the gas on the right handlebar. He meant to increase his speed just a little, but what happened instead he turned it too fast until the motor in his vehicle shot uncontrollably in the front.

"Belgium ... It's galang!!" The woman screamed.

"Hike the brakes on Cla, hit the brakes!" He chased after her while shouting.

Clarra instead increased her speed in panic.

"Galm!!!" His screams grew louder, and the event certainly frightened other visitors. They try to avoid the possibility of a collision.

"Brake Cla, brake!" shouted Galang again and he was still trying to megejar, even though he was really far behind.

Clarra felt her brain stop spinning, but she heard what the man said. Instantly he stepped on the rear brake and pressed the front brake simultaneously so that the motor he was driving suddenly stopped, then smeared to the left and made it drag for several meters.

"No, Clarra!" Galang accelerated his run, as well as some of the motor crew who were there.

He and the men immediately got rid of the motor that overstretched the body until Clarra who was still motionless.

"Clarra!" He scooped up the woman's body, then shook her violently. He removed the helmet that protected his head.

But the man was stunned when he found Clarra laughing out loud.

"Cla!" Galang pushed the woman so that she lay back on her back on the black sand, while she dropped her buttocks back.

The shock he felt when he saw Clarra fall on his bike, and it was quite scary.

The woman laughed for a while, but then fell silent on her own.

"I didn't know this kind of activity was fun" he said.

"You freaked me out?" galang Tukas.

"It's good for mental health. Why am I experiencing it now? With you anyway? Ever since I was a kid I used to go back and forth around here with my parents but I never had any desire to try anything."

Galang just looked at him who was still lying down like that, while people dispersed after being made excited by the incident.

"Wake up." The man got up while taking his hand.

"We'd better find an inn. You're exhausted." he said, and he pulled Clarra up.

"I still want to be here."

"It's Cla's afternoon."

"Can we stay? This place is fun."

"Yes, at the hotel."

"Not camping near here?"

"You'll freeze if you camp here. Come on, let's find the nearest inn?"

"But tomorrow we're back here huh?"

"Ah, ... Why did I forget about that?"

"You're starting to enjoy the holidays heh?" They laughed, and they walked together.

"Yes, you're affecting me. But this is good. You are not wrong to bring me here. But the time is less, right? There's a lot I haven't done, and there's definitely a lot of places I haven't been."

"Everybody should take a sabbatical if they come here. Let's do a lot of things."

"Hu'um, you're right. Next time we'll be here again, will we?"

"Other times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"We are busy, don't ask for the impossible! Nikolai Group can not be left alone." said galang with a firm voice, just like Clarra every time he asked for leave.

"You're making fun of me, aren't you?"

The man simply laughed, while Clarra kicked her leg as they walked out of the area.

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Arfan and Dygta looked at Amara who was undergoing her graduation procession with pride. The girl graduated as a student with the best grades along with some of her class mates.

He breezed on the podium with a toga that made him look incredible.

"Ara looks great, huh?" Dygta did not release his hand from Arfan.

"Yes, isn't he cool?"

"Hu'um, you're right. Uuhh, the little baby has now graduated from college. He's an adult." Dygta recalled the first time she hugged Amara when Arfan took her to the mansion, a few days after she was born.

He was so happy with the boy that he almost never left him for a while.

"After this what else? Graduating from college, working, then getting married." Dygta continued, imagining what the future holds.

"Married?" Arfan frowned.

"Yes, everyone will eventually get married and have their own family right? That's what happened."

The man fell silent.

"Oh, come on. Don't be like that. After all it seems like Ara is still a long time into the wedding. Just a boyfriend he doesn't have?"

Arfan looked at his wife.

The woman then got up and pulled him as Amara walked towards them. And Dygta immediately greeted him with warm congratulations and hugs.

"Congratulations, you did it."

"Thank you Mommy." Amara returned her embrace tightly.

Arfan waited patiently. She smiled at her daughter who had completed her advanced education well and succeeded as one of the best-rated students.

"Papa." Amara immediately rushed into the arms of the father.

There was nothing more fun than being with that man. Which is the back of every moment without knowing the time and place.

He always strives for the best for her, and makes her a priority among her countless activities.

"Congratulations." Arfan hugged his daughter so tightly, so did Dygta and their four other children.

"Exuse me?" A young man came to them.

Piere who was also wearing a toga, approached with a middle-aged man.

"Piere?"

"Conratulations." He extended a hand to shake hands.

"Mercy." Amara received her hand.

"This is my father."

"Bonjour."

"Papa, meet Piere, and his father." Dygta introduced them.

Arfan greeted the two men of different ages quite friendly. At least he tried to be as friendly as possible even though he was actually reluctant as well.

What's more when Dygta also extended her hand to greet them, she instead held the woman down.

"Sir, tell them that married women are forbidden to shake hands with other men" he told Amara.

"What?" Daughter reacts.

"Just say it like that!" Arfan is growling a little.

"What are you?" Dygta reacted the same.

"Be quiet. Come, brother, tell them." he told Amara.

And the girl spoke to Piere in French about what her father said.

"That's kind of our culture Piere." Amara explained.

"Oh, .. Yes I understand, it's okay." Although confused, the young man still nodded his head.

"Then we say goodbye. See you next time?" Piere.

"Yes. And maybe after this we won't see each other again. I will go straight back to Indonesia." replied Amara.

"Is that? All right, I hope you're suskse there Ra."

"Yes, you're Piere."

"Good."

"And visit me sometime, I will show you many things."

"certainly certainly. If I'm successful, then?" The young man laughed, then he and his father actually left.

"Is there any more after this?" Arfan asked his daughter.

"There's a senior student party in the campus hall." Amara answered.

"You coming?"

"I think not, I have a lot to do, right?"

"really? It's the last party on campus."

"Nothing, there will also be other parties. We better get back to my apartment, we're gonna have to sneak back to Indonesia, right?"

"Aren't you in a hurry? I'm going to Eiffel first?" Anandita.

"From sister's room is also visible."

"But I want to come there directly."

"Ah, it's not strange."

"Sister lives here."

"I'm going to Eiffel too. Yes Papa, we'll stop by first. It's been a long way to Paris but not to Eiffel?" Asha begs. While the other two boys were indifferent.

"As for Mommy, do you want to go to Eiffel first?" They walked out of the place where the graduation was held.

"When do we go to Paris? Our days if not in Jakarta to the resort. Come here, all of you." Dygta.

"Okay, we have a few hours before we go home." Arfan looked at his watch.

"Yeahyyy!!" His two daughters pranced with joy.

"Gruby." While his two sons glared.

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