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Disappointment of Alana

'I've managed to make Brother Arkan feel weird? What does that mean?' yura's inner voice, the statement from Arkan was swirling around in his brain. The figure of Arkan who is engrossed in playing with the ball is also swirling in the horizon of his eyes.

'And again, who do I really like? The time I like both, weird!' he cursed himself inwardly until Arkan threw the ball with his left hand and the ball deviated to the pole

DUK, the reflection was even right about Yura's head, Yura was quite in pain when the 650-gram ball hit her head.

"Aaw!" he grimaced and knew Arkan was closing in on him in a panic.

"Sorry sorry!" he said then he rubbed Yura's head with his hands for a while.

"It's okay brother!"

"Gue not intentionally!"

"It's okay."

"No dizziness?"

And once again their eyes met each other, Yura was caught in the gaze of Arkan's eyes and vice versa.

'God 's! Save me!' inner Arkan who felt like being saved from the meshes of Yura's charm that increasingly plastered real and clear before his eyes.

'Oh my God, is this more than a taste?' his inner self then Yura immediately bowed her head.

"Sister, I'm fine!" yura immediately distanced her face from Arkan, until they again felt wronged.

Luckily Nara came up with two drinks and various kinds of pastries made for Yura and Arkan so the awkward situation ended automatically.

"Where are we Vano?" tanya Nara looked for the figures of Keita and Vano.

"They didn't come, ma'am" said Yura, who had just escaped the awkward feeling.

"Lho why?"

"Son Keita wants to inter-mama shopping" said Yura again,

"Oh yes, very good Deh Keita .... Vano?"

"There's Oma Opanya from out of town!"

"Oh, yeah, you two are here!"

Nara passed by again leaving Yura and Arkan alone together again. Yura immediately sipped her drink to relieve her nervousness.

"That's seriously your head hurts?" ask Arkan again after his mother passes.

"Yes, a little!" admit Yura in the end.

"Surely, the bandana lo aja came to grin so, heh." said Arkan then laughed softly as he found the cloth bandana that Yura was wearing was no longer neat in place.

'Come, it turns out that Arkan's sister is nosy too huh, gales!' slowly he left the band.

"Later if Kak Alana has returned to Jakarta, we can walk together" said Yura who re-established the topic about Alana and it feels Arkan upset to hear it, said, he was eager to say that right now 'Just you and me! Else noody!'

"We can also take Vano with Alika!" cetus Yura's.

"Udahlah, mending we seriously study first! Why think of boyfriends!" the criticism was snubbing, Yura became embarrassed.

"Yes, anyway."

"Emang lo already really ngarep ya officially the same way Kei?" again Arkan asked that question to provoke Yura's honest answer.

"M, don't know brother, I really don't know!"

"It looks so bad!" his lips.

"Perhaps yes, because this is the first time I feel noticed as intensibly as a boy, hehe," he replied and chuckled, Huh, Arkan just snorted to hear it. He sipped his water hoping the tightness in his chest flowed along.

And that was all they did until the Arisan show was over and Yura went home with Lulu.

***

A bright Sunday ....

Arkan was so confused himself, he had promised to pick up Alana at the airport but he remembered that his right hand still felt livid, he won't be able to ride a motorcycle or control the steering wheel with his sick hands.

Arkan also can not contact Alana because the overseas number that Alana used yesterday must have been unusable, It seems Alana has deactivated it.

And Alana just came out of the hallway of foreign arrival, she looked at the one-on-one people who were waiting for the arrival of the passengers of the new landing plane.

Alana's round eyes explored and yes, her efforts were futile, she did not find the figure of Arkan, a figure she had been missing for months.

Finally after an hour of waiting he decided to go home in a taxi with a million regrets and disappointment in his heart.

While in the taxi, Alana immediately entered her local SIM card number, she immediately looked for Arkan's contact number, although upset because she felt ignored but eventually she lost too, too, he immediately dialed the number of his former underclassman.

"Al, Alana .." a panicked greeting greeted, Alana still put on the face of the jutek.

"Furniture! You renege!" groused Alana.

"Sorry! There's one thing you don't know,"

"What the hell does that mean? to the point, don't you care about me? you don't love me, do you?" his nagging sewot, until the taxi driver was interested and occasionally saw the expressive anger of Alana through the rearview mirror above her head.

"Not that, my hand is hurt!" admit Arkan but Alana seems to be angry and does not care about any reason Arkan gives.

"Okay, yeah. I'm cape! I'm jetleg! I want a quick-spit nyampe house!" ketus.

"Yes, you rest! I'll be at your house later this afternoon!"

"Heh, your life is so simple Ar! Yee!" his grunts again then he ended his telphon connection with annoyance. He felt Arkana was not enthusiastic about him anymore, and he began to suspect that Arkan had other difficulties during his studies in the country k-pop.

Arkan actually feels guilty but he never shows it, he's not the expressive type. He came down from his room ....

"Lunch is ready, eat first, yes" said Bi Marni who was cleaning the kitchen area.

"Yes, Mama's leaving?" ask Arkan.

"Udah just now,"

Arkan sat at the dinner table and called someone, maybe Keita.

"Let's!" sapana.

"Hum, man,"

"Where?"

"In this street" Keita and Arkan answered, hearing the noise of the street from his phone.

"Where are you going?"

"Go on!"

"Yura Same?"

"Yes, who else is trying?"

"I was going to ask for help!"

"What's? say aja!"

"Alana's home!"

"Oh yeah?" welcome Keita girang.

"Heum, I'd like to see him but my hands are still sore, can't bring my own motor, yet,"

"Okay, I picked you up, but I picked Yura up first."

"So,"

"Simple, we're double dating today! I'm going to the tree house in Jatiasih,"

"Will it not be bad luck? It's jammed bro!"

"No, I've set the time, it's 12 noon, we sampe 2 hours later, ya nongki-nongki there 1-2 hours, keep bringing Yura home again safely before night!" keuta answered excitedly and if to be honest, Arkan could not imagine it.

"Oh ...."

"Lo telphon si Alana get ready! So when I pick you up, I'll leave!"

"Yes!"

"Cepet yes, I've sampled in front of Yura's house."

"Yes!"

Arkan ended the conversation, he was between spirit and spirit. He was quite excited to meet Alana but somehow, the double date plan initiated by Keita feels will make his heart tight again, is Arkan really in love with Yura? Only he and God know.