Sidewalk

Chapter 31 Doarrr!

Dirga and Athan shook hands, introducing each other. Dirga remembers where he first met Athan,

the man who sang with the Shafi at the hotel where he was staying on the eve of the Shafi marriage contract. Athan begins to tell how he and the Shafi are friends.

“My Fiy, if I forget I used to call him my Fiy, ah .. The point is the same, I often call him that, he always welcomes me with a flutter of him, but today, today, I just mengombali him, not got a sweet mukidi dreadlocks, I even a five-fingered fist that landed on my cheek.” Athan stroked the part of his cheek that had kissed

five fingers of the Shafi. “It's not my Shafi, what happened to my Shafi?”

“Syafi who was destroyed, there is only Shafi his body, but different souls.” Dirga began to recount the bitterness of the Shafi life, from failure

marriage to his uncle and aunt, and marriage to Shafi. “Since then the old Shafi also seemed to die. I really hope the old Shafi returns, I don't know .. if I can help him Back to being the old Shafi, as long as we get married he just shut himself up in his room.”

Athan pensively heard Dirga's story. “Befit ...”

Both of Dirga's eyebrows are linked, confused by Athan's response. “What's right?”

“Has fast as the Shafi said, he was just a companion. This marriage is a new burden for the Shafi, if Uncle Ardhin

not asking him to marry, he will not marry, that way, to rise from the grief will also be easier for him.”

“What do you mean?” dirga's face began to look emotional.

“And if Syafi is not as a wife, she will be more detached, to rise also easier, for example ... due to the spirit of her friends.”

“Prove that his friend can help him rise.”

“It's not that easy, if I manage to help her back as before, are you ready to take it off for me?” Athan's eyes focused on Dirga. "First, what is difficult to make him rise is your relationship.”

“It turns out the slap from Syafi is right for you.” Derga

immediately left Athan alone at that table.

Dirga spurred his footsteps towards the women's toilet, arriving at the toilet door, Dirga could only wait, hoping that Shafi would come out soon. His eyes were still staring at the toilet door. But, his mind flew somewhere, Athan's words made Dirga worried. Athans

one step ahead of him, Athan, a friend of the Shafis, is he? The Shafi only respects himself, he is nothing to the Shafi.

Athan was right, if Uncle did not ask him to marry, Shafi would not want to marry me, O Lord .. Is it true that I am a new burden for the Shafi? Dirga's heart screams.

In the toilet, the Shafi did nothing, he sat on a closed closet. Regretting his actions, the presumptuous slap in the face of his own friend. Shafi realized Athan was just joking, somehow emotions got over him, easily slapping into Athan's face. Feeling quite a long silence, the Shafi immediately came out, walked towards the sink, washed his hands there while looking at the reflection of his face on the mirror. “I have to apologize to Athan.” The Shafi stared fixedly at the reflection of his face, grabbed his little bag, then walked towards the exit. When he opened the door, his eyes caught the figure of Dirga standing in front of him.

“You all right?” Questions from Dirga immediately welcomed Syafi.

“Sorry, brother.”

“No need to apologize, want to go home now?”

Shafi nodded his head. The two of them walked together leaving the passageway. Arrive at the Hall where the event took place,

shafi's eyes were fixed in all directions, looking for a single figure. Honey, what he's looking for doesn't look like the trunk of his nose. Shafi and Dirga continued their footsteps to leave the building. When he arrived at the parking lot, Shafi saw the figure in the acari from earlier.

“Sister Athan!” Shouting calling that name. The one called deliberately ignored. The Shafi ran towards Athan.

Dirga looked at the woman running towards another man. Somehow it felt like he was in a room that was airtight, tight, stuffy, as if out of oxygen. Up ahead, Athan still ignored Syafi, he has gone on his bike. Shafi pegged in his position, sense

guilt is growing at the anger of his friend. The shafi gathered the rest of his consciousness. Back to running after Dirga. Get in the car immediately.

Seeing the Shafi has put on his seat belt, Slowly Dirga

start driving his car, scouring the streets to get back to their house. As before, there was no conversation between the two. Arriving at

the house of the Shafi remained silent, directly entering again into its habitat. Dirga did not bother, he immediately stepped towards the second floor, towards his room.

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The sunlight had already penetrated the sidelines of the curtains, Dirga had already

neatly wearing her work suit. Glancing at a glance at the clock has shown 7 o'clock, it's time to work. His feet were so fast down the stairs.

Directly to the dining room. Without looking around, his eyes focused on the screen of the cellphone he was holding.

the cold blows back to stab into Dirga's heart.

“Bi Masri has gone to the market,” he said. Shafi continued his task of preparing breakfast for Dirga.

Dirga pinched his cheek, making sure that what he saw now was not a dream. In front of his eyes Shafi in a casual suit, a simple square veil covered part of his head, the girl was preparing breakfast. At first glance Syafi gave a smile to Dirga.

Instantly the song ‘Ku Tlah Falling in Love from Agnes Monica as if playing in the fantasy Dirga. It was as if the shafi was singing to him.

🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶

How wo wo wo woo .

Now ... I began to ask .. Blame this desire ...

It turns out .. somehow .. I love you myself …

Only if you do not argue .. Love ‘kan be yours …

I made sure my heart was for you .. From the first moment you looked into my eyes …

Because your smile fills the recesses of my heart wo ooo Ku ‘tlah fall in love …

🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶

In Dirga's delusion, the Shafi does not wear a veil, waving his hair, singing the song for him, seducing him in style.

“Kak ...” The call instantly dispelled Dirga's beautiful delusion.

“Kak, breakfast is ready,” Syafi said.

“I-iyaa.” Dirga immediately pulled out one of the chairs, grabbing the bread that the Shafi had prepared. Eating his bread without looking at the woman in front of his eyes. Shafi also grabbed his breakfast. They both had breakfast together.

The intro tune of the song 'Ku TLah Falling in Love, still resonates in the delusion of Dirga.

Dirga wiped her mouth with a tissue, grabbed her briefcase. “Fiy .. I leave for work.” Dirga immediately stepped out of the dining table.

“Kakak, wait!”

Hearing the call, Dirga immediately stopped Step

his feet. Turning slightly towards his body, it was seen that the Shafi was running towards him. The Shafi extended his hand to shake Dirga's hand. Dirga still does not

understand this situation.

Shafi grabbed Dirga's hand, salim at her husband and kissed the back of the palm. “Be careful, brother.”

The doarrrr!

Something exploded in Dirga, immediately sweat soaked his face got such treatment from Shafi.

“Kak ...” Again the call of the Shafi resuscitated Dirga.

“Um .. sister depart.” Dirga immediately left. Shafi also returned

continuing work.

Dirga continued to step towards his car, but his eyes continued to be fixed on the back of his right palm that was kissed by the

Shafi. Dirga was so excited, stopped looking at the back of his palm running quickly towards his car, after sitting in the car, a smile so

permanently adorned his face. I want to scream this happiness.

“Huuuh ...” Resetting his erratic heartbeat from the explosion. Dirga kissed the back of his palm, where the kiss from the Shafi landed. The smile was still on Dirga's face. Dirga shook her head because of the incident just now. He immediately started the engine of his car, the car that Dirga was driving began to drive away from his home.

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Sorry yups, only get 1 eps of this.