My Only One's

With Daryl

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"Lang?" Clarra touched the man's dreamy-looking arm.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure?" tanya who almost gave approval on the financial section to transfer some money.

"What?"

"Are you sure the car wants this one? Before we pay for it."

"Oh, …." He glanced at the car he had just selected. 

After passing the test drive and negotiations were quite tough, he finally dropped the choice on the four-wheeled vehicle.

All New Ertiga Smart Hybrid GX-AT is black which stole his attention once Clarra brought him into one of the dealers who are still under the auspices of the Nikolai Group.

"Who knows how to choose again?"

"No, I want that one."

"Well, if you're sure." The woman immediately sent a reply to the person across the street to transfer some money for the car payment. 

"It." Clarra showed proof of payment on her phone screen.

"Well, after this should be more diligent work huh? In order not to run out quickly after the pieces." She laughs.

"There's nothing left for me to send to my parents. It's okay." Even the laughs.

"Nothing, the rest is still a lot after being cut. You can still send your parents, also to replenish your savings that have been drained just now." Clarra laughs.

"Hm …."

"I think that if you buy cash the price will not be too high. Instead of credit, the interest is too big. Better your savings are taken, the addition of the company is not too big to be."

"Hmm .. You know best." Error checking his account balance which is almost exhausted.

"Indeed." Then the woman went to the dealer manager to take care of everything.

"Please Mr. Galang, the car can be carried immediately now. For the letters we will deliver less than 24 hours." A man handed Galang the car keys.

"good. Thank you." Thank you."

"It's nice to trade with you, waiting for the next transaction" said the manager.

Galang answered with a nod.

He then drove the car out of the dealership, while Clarra in her own car.

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"Well, I'll have someone pick up the bike." Galang said goodbye after finishing his drink.

"OKAY. You go straight home?" Clarra stared at the clock on the screen of her phone which was already showing it at nine p.m.

"Where else to go?" Galang.

"All right." Clarra nodded her head.

"Have your parents slept?" The man glanced at the door of the house that was slightly open.

"It looks like it is." Clarra did the same.

"Well, tell me I'm saying yes?" said Galang.

"Yes, I'll tell you."

"I'm leaving" he said, who then sauntered toward his new car.

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"So why are you back here?" Amara almost locked her front door when she saw Daryl standing in front of her shop.

"You'll see you again." The man walked in front of him.

"Why what?"

"Seeing your situation."

"Huh?" Amara frowned.

"Are you okay?" The man asked.

"Me?"

"Yes, who else?"

"I'm good." Amara stunned. "Wouldn't you come in?" bargaining, then he retreated to give way to Daryl.

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"Don't you come home?" Amara puts two cups of coffee each for her and Daryl.

"I'm back again. Haha …." The man laughed.

"The house knows?"

"Ck! You talk like I'm just abege?" Daryl pulled out a cup of coffee, then blew it a few times before finally taking a sip of it little by little.

Amara laughs.

"I just found out that your ex-boyfriend is related to Clarra?" daryl's words stopped Amara from sipping her coffee.

"I heard this afternoon from the employee's chat."

Then Amara sipped the hot drink several times.

"I remember continuing to you, especially after this afternoon they came here. That's why I'm back." Daryl explained.

They were silent for a while, but then Amara's laughter broke out on its own.

"Sir, I'm okay" he said.

"Seriously?"

The girl nodded her head.

"And it was a long time ago as well. Before I go to Paris."

"Yes, I thought …." Daryl hung his words.

"Sst! Don't talk about it anymore." Amara.

"Will not eat? I'm hungry, I want to make fried rice. If you want, I'll make it." He sauntered into the cooking room while grabbing the afron from the hanger and wearing it.

"Can." Daryl followed him in there. "What should be prepared? I'm helping."

"Attent." Amara took out some materials from the refrigerator.

Three eggs, chicken meat, vegetables are also other spices. Not to forget the ingredients to make other foods that are in the imagination of Amara.

Eggs that have been shaken and seasoned and then cooked in a frying pan. Then Daryl rolled it up while it was still half-baked.

"Good, good Brother." Amara laughed as the man beside her managed to ripen the egg roll perfectly.

"Would you try the rice?" then he scooped up a little rice with a spoon. Blow it for a while, then touch the tip to make sure the food that is being processed is not too hot. Then thrust it near Daryl's mouth. Which was immediately grabbed by the man.

"Hm …." Daryl closed his eyes with one of his thumbs that he lifted up. "Enak." said he.

"It's fitting?"

Daryl nodded. "Good boy."

"Okay if that's it." Amara then turned off the stove and moved her homemade fried rice into two dishes for her and Daryl.

Accompanied by egg rolls, fried chicken and two fresh drinks created by the imagination of Daryl and Amara, so they devoured the fried rice together on the verge of dissolving it.

"Times?" Amara chewed her food cheerfully. 

Though all day he lost his appetite, so he was lazy to fill his stomach. But the presence of the man changed his mood for the better, as usual.

Daryl is a fun personality. He was so friendly and warm to anyone, let alone the people closest to him.

The man will not hesitate to show attention to anyone close to him. And treat them with such fun.

Like him, since childhood Daryl was so.

Amara was remembering when Daryl shared his food that he was eating, when he had just come to the Satria residence. She was always as loving as her mother.

"Well daydreaming?" The man waved in front of Amara's face.

"Hey? I'm that handsome, huh, so you feel at home looking at my face?" Daryl chuckles.

Amara took a sip of mixed juice from some kind of fruit that she had.

"Mmm .. This is delicious Brother." His expression was always so pleasant.

"Times?" Daryl also tried it, and it was true what the girl said.

"Didn't you?"

Daryl nodded his head.

"Tomorrow I enter the menu ah ...."

"Ck! All of your things on the menu? Is there nothing special? Just one."

"All the menus here are special. That's why I'm in."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. That's why I gave this shop the name Amara's Love."

"Right?"

"Yes. There's a chicken paprika recipe Papa that Mommy really likes. There's my Mama Fia's grilled chicken recipe that Mama likes. His favorite food is Papi. Sop ribs with his favorite pussy chicken Kak Galang sama kak Rania. Uh, .. I mean Brother Dim." the girl laughed.

"If it's my favorite food?"

"Sister has a favorite meal? Don't you like all kinds of food?"

"Yes, especially your cooking."

Amara smiles. He understood everything the man said had a certain intent. Since they were teenagers, he has always been like that. 

But Amara never took it seriously. The four of them knew that he liked Dimitri a long time ago. Although in the end the story of childhood was foundered with the marriage that occurred between Dimitri and Rania. Then it continues on his relationship with Galang that changes everything.

And it didn't feel as painful as her breakup this time.

Not being able to be with Dimitri did make him sad, but it did not last long. Because there are others who make him rise up and forget everything.

But now?

The time of two years could not even erase his feelings for Galang.

Ah, he again he again. Am I tormented? Inner Amara.

"Hey? Daydream again." Daryl.

"Umm... Brother knows the situation is very complicated right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why is it always the same for me?"

"Why indeed?" Daryl gulped down his dewy drink.

"Brother's attitude is always different from mine."

"Can't ya?"

"Yes, I'll be kegeeran."

Daryl was laughing again.

"Find another girl why the hell, sister?"

"But I want you." The man was straight to his point.

"No way. Even if I feel the same way as Brother, we're impossible together."

"Because of Arfan?"

"Yes, I'll be in law with my own father. Brother became Mommy's daughter-in-law. Uh, I'm dizzy about calling it what?" Amara squeezed the hair on her head while laughing.

"It's complicated?" Daryl sipped his drink again.

"Not anymore, but weird and confusing." Then they both laughed.

"Sister-in-law's time as a daughter-in-law?"

Amara nodded her head.

"How will you have children?"

"Is that what you know?"

"Huh, .. ribet."

"Eat him."

"So we're just keep it silent right?"

Amara nodded again.

"We're the only ones who know."

"Yes." Yeah."

"But I love you."

"Thank you."

"You will always be my favorite girl."

"I know."

"Don't hesitate to say it if you're in trouble?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"If you are sad, you can cry too. My chest and shoulders have no owners."

"Trust me if I'm with Brother."

"I'm serious."

"Hm …." They laugh back.

It lasted until the night got late, and things were completely quiet. The two of them laughed while talking about many things. Remembering everything that happened between them. So Amara also had time to forget his sadness even for a while.

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