
Night has arrived, although it does not snow but the air tonight is very cold to the bone. Yura had to wear a sweater and a layered coat, she also wore a knit scarf belonging to Keita and a red knit beanie because the air is very cold, the temperature is only about 7° centigrade only.
They walked on the Quenns walk, a small street on the banks of the Thames that runs through London. Not to forget Yura is also suguhi by the view of tall buildings and the London Eye which stands upright as high as 135 meters on its sidebar.
"Kak Kei comes here every day?" tanya Yura started a chat on that frozen night. They pulled over at one of the spots right in front of the flickering giant wheel.
"Oh, usually when I finish college I go straight back to mess!" saith.
"Oh, Sister Dara, aren't you here too, have you never hung out together?" ask Yura.
"Once in a while, just having breakfast together, we're different faculties so we don't see each other all the time!" keita replied again, Yura instead kind of thought a no-no. Yura is suddenly afraid of Keita doing mischief behind her with Dara, especially Dara is her love slave Keita since High School.
Yura was pensive, looking blankly at the calm stream. Since that night's events in Arkan's room, Yura has been haunted by strange thoughts, he is so hectic about dealing with wild prejudices in his relationships.
'I tried to be loyal to you, brother, but the incident that night made me feel very guilty to you! Are you loyal too?' inner raging.
"Hey, why?" aware of Keita, Yura just smiled bitterly enjoying the feeling of her fear.
"Sister, didn't you ever think about finding a new boyfriend?" yura asked strangely, Keita only frowned.
"What do you mean?"
"M, how is it? We have been dating for years, LDR-an anyway, there must be a sense of boredom right? And here there are many beautiful and attractive girls, what ... Didn't Kei ever go on a date with one of them?" asked Yura again, now it was clearer what the question meant. Keita even smiled amusedly at the question.
"Heh, the question is strange, do I look like someone who is unfaithful?"
"Sorry, sometimes I like to think so .. but that doesn't mean anything, I really believe in Brother!" affirm Yura, Keita stroked his knit hat until it was a bit loose.
"I believe in you, I hope you also believe that here I am always faithful to wait!" keita said, Yura smiled bitterly.
"Yes Brother."
"Oh, I don't think, we're all grown up! And some of us have come to our goals and dreams! Arkan's in Sunrise club! Alana is a designer, Keyla is an entertainer, Vano is an expert in broad casting and you, you will soon be a successful cookie entrepreneur!"
"Hopefully, but .. so far, I still haven't gotten sick, there are still many misses, Kak," Yura complained.
"Stay with spirit!"
"Yes, Brother Kei is also yes ...."
"Hi, are you here?"
There was someone greeting and disperse the togetherness of Yura and Keita. Of course it was Dara, Yura smilingly welcomed the arrival of her former upperclassman.
"Hi Brother Dara!" yura sapa pleasure.
"Hi, how are you?" he answered and gave a welcome hug. Yes, even though from the past and until now Dara still always felt cynical and jealous to Yura, but she tried to stay kind in front of Keita.
"Oh yeah, I brought the tart! Where do we cut the tart?" ask Dara who has brought a medium-sized box that turns out the contents are birthday cakes for Keita.
"Yes! It's your birthday, when I don't want to just give you tart anyway, every year is also like this?"
Yura was silent, suddenly she again felt haunted by doubt when she heard Dara's words. Dara and Keita look pretty familiar.
"Thanks yes!"
"Yes, this year also feels very special because Han Yura came all the way from Jakarta!"
"Yes, this is a special birthday gift from my Mami Papi!" said Keita proud then he embraced Yura made Dara more bitter.
"Waaw, what a special gift!" in his heart he felt very envious.
"Obviously, it's very interesting to see the same candidates from Jakarta to London?"
Yura did not know, but she felt Keita's attitude towards Dara seemed mediocre like nothing was covered up or suspicious. Yura wished for what she saw and she felt like the truth.
"Hum, it must be fun! Well, we're sitting there yuk, pegel, aren't we just standing like this?" take Dara while pointing at a wooden chair that is available along the small road.
They pulled over there, on an elongated wooden bench and Keita as the birthday one sat in the middle, sitting in the middle, among Yura who still shared her feelings for Arkan and Dara who had been her secret devotee since 1st grade High School first.
"Oh yes, if we are in Jakarta, we can celebrate this together! Same Arkan, Vano, Keyla .. right?" Dara re-establishes the topic while she unboxes the cake.
"What do you want to eat after?" keita asked Yura affectionately and subconsciously Dara felt very sidelined because her question was not well responded to. Dara squinted her eyes at Keita's embrace and watched him deeply.
"Where ever," Yura said.
'Damn it, I just considered the lamu pillar what street??? Bummer! Look at Han Yura, I'll soon get Keita out of your hands!' dara and her evil side came out again.
"We ate together, yes, same Kak Dara," Yura persuaded kindly and Keita actually disagreed with the idea, he wanted to have dinner alone with Yura but would you like to how else? Keita is also not a tega king who will ignore the existence of Dara.
"Where's Dar?" ask Keita lazily.
"Where's what?" ask Dara.
"Lo want to eat with the two of us?"
"Well, but not disturbing?"
"No, sister, we meet, so we have to celebrate Kak Keita's birthday and our meeting together!" sahut Yura spirit.
"Udah know bother!" muttered Keita annoyed but lucky no one heard the curse.
"Yes, after you make a wish and blow out the candles, we immediately unplug it to my favorite grill restaurant yes, tonight I am the treat!" dara said still excitedly.
It seems that Dara did not feel careless with his wait, he was still trying to attract Keita attention even though many years had passed.
Will the wait for Dara bear sweet fruit in the future? Yura would actually be stuck in two equally complicated sides.