Reaching Dreams

Chapter 59

"You called me?" said Rahma formally as soon as she arrived at Frans' doorstep.

Frans' room door was still wide open when Rahma arrived.

Frans only frowned at the formal words coming out of Rahma's mouth.

"Where are you from?" frans asked as his hand hinted for Rahma to sit in front of him.

Rahma sat on the sofa in Frans' room.

"I just got home from teaching. I've been a lecturer's assistant for a month."

"Maybe next week I'll move out of here. I thought that I was no longer needed here" Rahma explained where she had never been at home during the day.

"Moved? Wh why? The salary you received was less than large?" frans asked while linking his eyebrows together.

Rahma inhaled as much oxygen as possible, before answering questions from her friend and employer.

"Not because of salary, but a comfort. In this house is not what it used to be anymore, a lot has changed since you decided to play a band. Leaving the people who accompany you on the straight path, for a relationship that makes you famous."

"Truth is only a mirage of the world, it is never eternal. It will not give you real happiness. But if you stay on the right path, on the path of goodness you will forever find true happiness. It's all up to you. You have decided to pursue fame. So we also chose to withdraw. Please you pursue fame in the darkness of the world!"

"Even if later I just live in a boarding house, it's better than me hitching a ride here. You don't need me anymore."

Rahma said at length plus width, bringing out everything in her mind. While Frans just silently digested every word that came out of Rahma's mouth.

"I'm sorry if during the work here often make mistakes and do not deign in your heart." Rahma closed her explanation with an apology to Frans.

Frans remained silent, completely shocked by Rahma's words. The corner of his heart felt pinched.

"May you not include people who leave friends who invite kindness for the sake of new people who are known but invite to the path of heresy" said Rahma before finally leaving Frans' room.

Rahma ran to her room with tears ready to slide down her cheeks. Rahma's tears dripped with a rush. Rahma feels unwilling if it breaks at the hands of her new friend. It's just that Rahma can do what if Frans prefers that.

In his room, Frans said nothing. He kept thinking about Rahma's words.

"Arghh, fuck it all. He who betrays why gives a talk as if he is the best. Huh!"

Frans still feels betrayed by Rio and Rahma without asking for an explanation to the two friends. What he heard from Sheila went straight into his brain without being filtered out.

"Gue heard for himself, if they were dating. They go everywhere always together, what is the name if not dating? You fools still love girls into that."

"If you don't believe you hire people to tail them so you know what they're doing behind Lo!"

Sheila has been heating Frans ever since Frans found out she had a heart for Rahma. He doesn't like it when other people get Frans. From the very first moment of their extracurricular opening on their campus. Frans who is cute and not easy to approach finally can one band with him.

Sheila made a lot of effort in order to join the band that Frans formed. The band, which originally consisted of four men, did not have a vocalist. Sheila was chosen as a vocalist after the test.

Rio who originally joined resigned after one month of Sheila joining. Sheila was too organized by the other personnel, Rio did not like if there were any pretentious people in his group. However, Frans kept Sheila so Rio and Ferry chose to withdraw.

Since Rio and Ferry left, Sheila's behavior has become more. Indirectly affect the personality of the band members created by Frans. Sheila who often Clubbing every night invited the band members to go there.

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Frans came home from college straight away, not like he usually hangs out with his bandmates. Frans to college riding his motorcycle. While on the way heavy rain flushed the capital. Frans was also rained because he did not bring a raincoat. Until the house rain does not stop.

"Master, why is Young Master bathing in rain? How sick is it?" yelled mbok Darmi while running to find his master's towel.

Mbok Darmi immediately handed the towel to Frans. Frans accepted it with his mouth clenched. Silence of a thousand languages.

Rahma who happened to be at home, came straight out of her room. Seeing the water splattered on the floor, Rahma swiftly took the mop and wiped it.

"Non, make an angel drink for Young Master huh?" mbok Darmi.