
Ara was stunned by Darren's question. The red eyes on his face were resolute with raised eyebrows. A face of anger that he cannot forget. "Ka Tama, forget ....,"
"Ayra! I asked once again. Who's HE?" darren's question further emphasized the last word for the woman to be forthright, one that Ara had always done. Where when having feelings for the opposite sex, then the idol of his heart always protects the person who becomes king in the heart.
Even though Darren tried so hard. Still won't make Ara tell the truth. The woman was silent and did not want to mention Bryant by name. At the same time, Auntie suddenly came knocking on the door. The waiter said that there were guests visiting the villa.
Want, don't want. Darren must lower his emotions, then he invites Ara to come out together. For a moment they both tried to forget what they were discussing and arguing about. Both will welcome an uninvited guest, or perhaps the guest has already been invited.
"Ara, do you want to rest or do you want to welcome guests?" Asked Darren who did not want to make the woman exhausted. His emotions will not change anything. As someone who understands Ara, he does not want to put the burden of heart and mind on the idol.
"It's my sister's house, but I've considered it my home too. As homeowners, we should welcome our guests kindly." Said Ara neutralizing the state of her heart.
The woman just wants to return the favor. Well, even in a simple way that is by welcoming guests and offering a glass of water for guests. The two of them walked together, but a gust of wind was blowing as if to convey something. Darren continued walking towards the door. However, Ara's steps came to a halt.
His heart suddenly beat so fast. Don't know why? like something's going to happen, but what? The gust of wind conveyed a message, until his lips uttered a name that had been forgotten for some time. Bryant.
The name suddenly flashed. Even though it had been a month not to see the face of the man, until the door of the Villa opened slowly. Ara's eyes glared unblinking. Has he started to have visual impairment? Up ahead, a face that he so longed for suddenly appeared just like that.
His heart was pounding more and more eager to run and embrace his body to treat the homesickness that was accumulating. At this moment Ara thought. If Bryant's arrival was only a dream and he still considered all of it just a delusion, while the one being stared at was still unaware of the existence of the wife standing behind Darren.
A short chat with pleasantries, kept the two men busy talking about unimportant things. Then, Darren invites Bryant to come in. But, at the same time. Ara turned her body with her hand that held onto her chest. All the feelings he had felt instantly overflowed.
Shackled longing, eager to grab the man's body and let the two eyes blend together. But it was only wishful thinking because of the guests who came to the villa. Definitely not her own husband.
Not only Ara, but Bryant was feeling uneasy. The silhouette of the woman in front of him was very familiar, even the fragrance of the flower perfume he liked very much. The steps stopped, he saw Darren move. His friend, smiling.
"Bry, introduce. Ayra, my lover." Darren introduces Ara as a lover of the heart, but when he guides his woman to face Bryant. The eyes of the friend looked so shocked. "Jeez, Bry. My Ayra is not a ghost. Beautiful gini, how do you shoot?"
"When did he become your lover?" Bryant asked spontaneously as only that question came to his mind.
Darren continued to smile, then turned his head to look lovingly at Ara, "Since long ago. She is my Ayra. The simple girl I told you about. Do you remember? Well, here's my Ayra."
My ayra. The stinging heat melts the lava. His heart could not bear it, when he heard Darren claim his serial wife as a lover. Especially after the search he continued. How could it be, a friendly relationship would be threatened in ruin. Once more.
His daydreams instantly collapsed when a hand felt his hands clapping. "Are you ok? Better, we'll just sit down. I'm worried about your reaction, Bry."
When two hearts are separated. Finally, we meet again with a destiny that is always full of mystery. Ara and Bryant were just looking at each other, but the gazes of the two opposite sex eyes explained many of the stories that were still not finished. There are no words that can describe the emotions of the heart and the contents of the mind of both.
Let Darren hold their hands. Footsteps that go hand in hand without letting go of eye gazes. Unknowingly, the owner of the villa becomes the way of meeting real lovers.
"Ayra, you sit down and you too, Bry. I'll be in the kitchen for a moment. Tonight, we'll have coffee together." Seloroh Darren was full of enthusiasm, then without regard to the situation. The man left the living room.
Bryant stared at Ara so deeply without blinking. Red eyes held back the emotions, but his rebellious heart wanted to immediately embrace his wife's body. Longing that has been neglected hoping to get the cure. While Ara looked down at the eyes.
"Are you still mad at me, Ara?" bryant asked softly, almost his lips unable to say the question. Whatever happens, it's his fault and he doesn't want to make any new mistakes.