My Only One's

Obviousness

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"How are you feeling now?" Galang stopped his car in the yard of Fahmi's residence.

"You know, it's like someone's missing here." Clarra pressed her chest while breathing as much air as she could.

"What's that?"

"Either, but it feels a little relieved."

"really?"

"Yes, it's like a burden is disappearing. Not much, but enough to make me feel like I can breathe a sigh of relief."

"Thank God."

"And you're right."

"What about?"

"That the best way to recover is to face the root of the problem. Not dodging and running like I've been doing all this time."

Galang nodded his head.

"Thank you." said Clarra later.

"That's nothing. Just trying to do your best."

"Stay, it means a lot. No one else has ever done anything great to me but Mama and Papa."

"Yes. All right, it's late, and we need to rest. It's exhausting today, isn't it?" The man looked at his watch, then opened the door.

Galang walked around towards the passenger seat, then opened the door for Clarra.

"Your parents seem to be asleep?" The man stared at the dark second floor, and the state of the house was already deserted.

"Yes, this afternoon I did tell them that I was going to see Mama. So they're definitely not waiting for me." Clarra got out of the car.

"Okay, so I won't stop by to say goodbye."

"Yes, it's okay. I'll say your farewell if they ask."

"Hm …." Galang nodded his head.

"You're going straight home?" The woman asked.

"Yes, where else? Isn't tomorrow our job a lot?"

"Yes, I thought you'd stop by somewhere first?"

"What?" Galang.

"Not to Ara's place?" Then Clarra asked again.

"No. Besides, he forbid me from coming alone."

"Huh?"

"She said that coming should be with you."

"Why?"

"No idea, he said so."

"Ara knows we have a relationship?"

"Know."

"Continue?"

"What happened?"

"He's okay?"

"No. Why the hell?"

"I think he'll .. get angry or something …."

"No, she's not that kind of girl. We didn't break up, so I don't think there's a problem with that."

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You trying to be friends?"

"It seems like being friends is good. After all no big problem could be a reason for us to be hostile."

"Hm …."

Did ya? inner Clarra.

"Alright, I really need to go home now." Galang chuckled, then intended to return to the driver's seat.

"Lang?" But Clarra stopped him.

"Yes?" The man looked.

"Thank you again."

"Yes, you're welcome." she replied.

And the woman immediately rushed towards him, holding out both hands to embrace him.

"What you do for me means a lot. Seriously." Clarra half whispered.

While Galang was just stunned.

"I will never forget."

"Hmm .. yes." The man nodded his head.

Long enough Clarra hugged him, and finally Galang returned the hug. He just realized, if between them there is a serious relationship. And he often doesn't feel that.

Ah, heart! Inwardly, the moment he remembered was someone else.

"I may not be able to be like everyone else, but I hope you can be patient facing me. Because there's a lot I have to adjust."

"Yes, just relax. We have a lot of things to do, right?"

Clarra nodded her head, then released the twists of her hand.

"I'm home Cla." And Galang continued his intention to go home.

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Amara has not decided to get out of her car, but she has arrived in front of her parents' residence.

The girl remained silent as she laid her back on the back of the chair.

After deliberately investigating the things that these few days disturbed his mind, he finally discovered the fact that what had been his fear was evident.

Right, everything Galang said was a lie. Today he said kangen, continue tomorrow or somehow he made out with someone else. 

His inner self when he returned remembered the quite stifling sight just a moment ago.

When he accidentally passed the residential street Fahmi. Where he saw Galang and Clarra hugging each other tightly in front of the woman's house.

Uh not anyone else either. Clarra's sister is not her boyfriend? Yes pantes. Inner again.

And this made Amara more aware of where he was.

Nothing, you are no longer part of his world. So, take care of all this Ara! Don't believe anything he says anymore. Because in reality he was just bragging.

Then his daydream was scrapped when his phone rang a sign of a message coming in.

"Bonne nuit. (good night)" Message from a number she doesn't know.

"Demain je prends le vol du matin. (tomorrow I take a morning flight)"

Amara frowned.

"J'ai decide de viciter (i decided to visit)" followed by a smile emot.

"Est-ce author?( what can?)"

"Me si je ne peux pas, je viendrai quand meme. Parce que j'ai deja reserve le billet. (although not allowed, still I will come because I have booked the ticket)" then followed emot laugh.

"Huh …." Amara covered her mouth with her hands.

"Piere, is that you?" He sent a reply.

"Oui.(yes)"

"Etes-vous series? (are you serious?)"

"Oui. Je voux rencontrer Rania. (yes, I want to meet Rania.)"

"Tu es vou!( you're crazy!)"

"i know's. Love drives me crazy. (love drives me crazy)" His reply was again followed by laughter.

"Just come, Piere. I'll be waiting."

"OKs. I have to prepare now. See you.(okay, I'll get ready. See you later)" Then there's no more.

"Sister?" Unbeknownst to Amara, the father was standing by the door of his car.

"God! Papa!" Which of course made the girl surprised.

"Why didn't you come in? Even dream here? Any issues?" Arfan opened the door for his daughter.

"I'm back to Pah's message!" Amara answered while showing her phone screen.

"Why not in the house? What's the matter, you came from earlier but didn't go straight in?"

"Nothing, hehe .. just got a message from Piere." The girl got out of her car.

"Piere?"

"Yes, he said he wanted to come visit."

"Welcome?"

Amara nodded her head.

"For what?"

"Eee ... for what? I forgot it wasn't. He just said he wanted to see Rania's sister."

"Meet Rania?"

"Yes, he's a big fan of Rania's sister. Sempet can't believe I told you he's still our family, right."

"Hmm ... how strange is it?"

"I don't know." Amara handed her big bag to her father.

"What's this?" 

"food."

"Food?"

"Yes, I was making samples to order from the hospital. But I made it a lot so that the staff can also take it home."

"Mandate from the hospital?" They walk into the house.

"Yes, for the children's show. Did ya I forget to also ask doctor Syahril what show. Any event for a child patient."

"Doctor Syahril?"

"Yes. Papa knows? He said he knew Papa."

"Doctor Syahril Clarra's ex-fiancee?"

"Huh?"

"Doctor Syahril who has a little girl?"

"Yes that. How does Papa know?"

"Know it. Mr. Fahmi's student."

"Hmmm .. I mean, how does Papa know that he's his ex-fiancee Clarra?"

"Know. When their fiancee Papa comes. You were in Paris at the time."

"Continue breaking up?"

"It looks so."

"Was my fiancee broken up?"

"No idea, just getting married can get divorced."

"Hmm ... continue now he's the same Brother Galang." Amara stops right in the hallway between the living room and the family room.

"Do you know?" Arfan did the same.

Ana nodded her head.

"Mh …."

"Tumben Brother's home?" Arkhan came out of his room when he heard the sound of people conversing downstairs.

"Yes, I'm going home again." Amara answered.

"In a quiet tavern, no temen?" the 16-year-old went down.

"Hmm .." The older brother nodded.

"Eat him, why move? Would it be nice if we kept together?" Arkhan approaching.

"When you go home tired of knowing. Close the shop at night." explained Amara.

"Hm …."

"The other one's sleeping?" Amara looked upstairs.

"I don't know."

"Call me, Brother bring food."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Guiyss!! Ara's brother came with food!" the boy shouted so loudly that his baritone voice echoed through the room.

"Geez!" Arfan patted his own head.

The man was close to protesting, but was stopped because all his family members immediately appeared after hearing Arkhan's screams. Dygta was no exception, who she thought was asleep.

Soon, the big house on the famous beach in Jakarta was again crowded as before the residents entered their rooms a moment ago.

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