Steps Connect

Calumpe

At 03.00 in the morning, Honda Brio belongs to Candra is already on the protocol road that connects Batu City with Malang City. He drove the car to Soehat to drive Caroline home.

The four of them were still awake, but only Anara and Candra sounded active talking about anything, even insignificant things. The goal is that the man who is driving is not sleepy.

"I'm down first, thank you! An, play in my apartment sometime!" Caroline's eyes looked at everyone as a sign of parting tonight while waving.

Seeing Caroline has not entered the apartment, Anara gave instructions to Candra not to step on the gas pedal first.

"We'll wait till he gets in, Ndra! Make sure it's safe." Anara.

"Lagian lu Yan, gebetan lu noh you did not enter anyway. You can cancel, just know the taste" Candra glanced at Bryan who was also straight looking at Caroline until the oriental girl was invisible.

"He doesn't want to. I'm making it." Answer Bryan flat.

Now the car with white paint is back to the Anara boarding house in the Kerto area. They are still talking about Bryan's proximity to Caroline.

"How come he wants to be with you, Yan?" Candra sentences sound more like satire, even agents.

"Why did you? Is there something wrong with me? I'm a handsome, coi." Bryan chimed in on Candra's innuendo with a high degree of confidence.

Why can all Adam confidently waste ya praising yourself? Not like a girl who even though beautiful still feels ugly. ☺

"Lu is a playboy. Haha, just yesterday with Siska, yesterday again who? Ricardo?" Candra mentions one by one women who had been close to her best friend.

"Rikaaaa, it's done with them all. Too spoiled, don't like me." Bryan Sahut.

"What kind of model do you like? Like Caroline was?" Now Anara is coming.

"It must have been changed again." Candra's already dished out.

"Ck, fuck you, Ndra."

"So my type is independent female models, not too spoiled, spoiled is not a problem of origin is not more, likes a challenge, and if there are all those who are good at cooking, then dream." Bryan was enthusiastic and Anara just nodded while flicking her lips.

"Emang is?" Ask Candra.

"It must be."

"Anyone wants to?" Candra laughed regardless of Bryan's swearing, this man loved to talk about Bryan since High School. Anara shook her head in wonder at the behavior of the two.

"There you are. You see! You know, guys have a hard time moving on." The sentence just came out of Bryan's lips. Instantly Candra stiffened and Bryan immediately realized her words.

"Move? Meanin?" Anara looked at Candra and Bryan asked for an explanation.

"Eh .. That, Candra susaaah really to move on from Kalumpe, but here it does not exist." Bryan covered something.

"What's that?"

"Soyur from the pounded cassava. Dikasih eggplant pipit." Candra now explains, her heart is still beating. Bryan lemes his mouth.

"Lodeh cassava leaves equal eggplant?"

"Not knowing it. It's in Borneo." Answer Candra.

"Well, when do I try masakin?" Anara was even more enthusiastic, even though the Kalumpe discussion was to cover the word move on.

"Eh really? Can take it." Bryan already with his sparkling face welcomed Anara's offer, it just so happens that he also misses the typical Kalimantan vegetable.

"No need to bother!" Candra refused her offer.

"It's okay. I haven't been sure of you yet?"

"Can you?" Candra squinted her net.

"Yes learn dong! Recipe on google, on youtube is not a lot."

"By pleasure, miss." Candra finally agrees to Anara's offer.

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After driving Anara home until entering the boarding house. Bryan had already moved to the front seat, next to Candra.

"Almost, Yan. Swear your mouth's like a leaky bucket."

"Kindra, Ndraa. You know what I mulu."

"What if Anara knows?" Candra ruffled her hair in frustration.

"My advice, mending you spit and tell me, Ndra!"

Candra's rough snorting of breath signified that the man was indeed thinking heavily. Sometimes he just wanted to undo the open intention on Anara, but it would be more troublesome if Anara knew herself. Like just now, Bryan was almost lost if he didn't look for another reason.

"You should be gentle dong! The longer you take, the more angry the time Anara pas tau reality." Bryan's already starting to curl Candra's ears, again.

"The fact that Anara is very similar to Anjani. If he really thinks you're dating him because his face looks like Anjani how?"

"Tau deh. I'm deadlocked."

"Much prayer! Moga Anara is a person who is blessed with extraordinary patience and can receive your explanation later!"

"Amen."

"But, by the way, Lu courin he's really because he looks like Anjani right?"

"At first it might be, but the more I come here I don't feel it."

"How do you know?" Bryan probed curiously.

"Now if he mentions Jogja. My heart still hurts, but not because of Anjani's accident, but I was sprained because of the desire he met his ex there."

"Huh? An ex? When's tuh?" Bryan widened his eyes.

"In Jogja. Pas Christmas yesterday, the meeting accidentally found them both just as Anara wants to return to Malang." Candra told me a long story and Bryan just nodded.

"The victory is severe. I want to mash up soin Kalumpe." Candra's sentence was met with Bryan's crisp laughter.

Without feeling they have arrived in front of the house nuanced brown nude with black fence. Bryan went down to open the fence, giving Candra access to more easily park the car into the garage. These two flamboyant men complement each other, from SMA ktika one damn the other immediately stall hands even though sometimes both are equally hard. Such is the male creature.

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After cleaning the remaining bowl of chicken porridge that became the breakfast menu this morning, Anara climbed one by one the stairs to the room. There was no plan for where to go today, his eyes still felt heavy because he came home early.

The atmosphere of the cost is fairly quiet, Hartik also returned to Gresik. Only a few children remained in the room. That's the kid downstairs. Hartik's UAS project entrusted to Anara adds to the belief that Hartik is not returning today, maybe tomorrow. Ah kangen also hartik's chirping sound.

The loneliness that enveloped Anara gradually expanded when her phone rang indicating the WA message entered,

Message from +6282297******

Happy new year, An. Where to play the new year?

An unknown number, he immediately guessed it might be Janu. The man was like a psychic, appearing just when Anara was feeling lonely. But as soon as Anara realized, this man became the trigger for her dispute with Candra. Finally he expressed the intention to reply to the chat from the ex.

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Dressed in black jeans over the ankles combined with navy-white stripe shirts with plain black flatshoes, Anara drove her matic motor towards Kusuma Estate, to Candra's house. He hopes that by meeting his lover can bargain for loneliness.

Stopping in front of an industrial-style house, Anara shifts the fence that turns out to be unlocked. His steps slowly towards the door, his hand opened the door which was again unlocked.

Ish is so careless of them.

Anara turned her head inward, like there was no life. The living room lights next to the kitchen are still on.

Must still be sleeping.

Anara stepped foot into the house which she thought was exactly the interior design of the cafe. Anara's vegetables heard music from the room. The more steps he took, the more the music became clear.

...If your eyes see me...

...Revealed all my heart...

...My conscious is my dream...

...All yours if you knew...

...If you knew...

...Secret Love...

Kicking along, Bryan suddenly emerges from the room where the music originated, "My secret love."

Anara was shocked to find Bryan wearing only another boxer without cover, without her screams echoing through the room.

"Goddessaaaaa ... Bryaaan." Reflexes he closes his eyes with both hands.

"Oh An, you're here anyway."

Bryan went back into the room. It happened so fast. Behind Anara, Candra was already standing with a puzzled expression occasionally rubbing her eyes.

"What the hell is that? How come you're here?" Candra asked in confusion after waking up because of the screams of women who were none other than Anara.

"I ... earlier, no one entered, continue ...." Anara's sentence was stifled when Bryan was out of the room, this time her body was covered in a plain black shirt.

"Sorry An's. I didn't know you were here. There is no sound."

"It's okay, I'm playing in anyway."

"Woi, what the hell is going on?" Candra who felt that she did not know what they were discussing grew curious.

Why use an apology show. What the hell is it?

"So I came out of the room wearing a boxer doang. It turns out there's him." Anara only nodded as Candra looked at her.

"Oh my God, you've smeared my girlfriend's eyesight, you know? Fuck you."

"Thankfully, I still wear a boxer. You know I'm not wearing anything!" Bryan smirked in satisfaction at Candra.

"Playboy's crazy." Candra pulled Anara into her room and closed the wooden door hard.

"Whenever here?"

"You have to clean up, An."

"meaning?" Now Anara has sat on the edge of a wooden bed typical of industrial homes.

"As your girlfriend, I don't think you'll ever see Bryan's body."

"Teruuus?"

"Yes, I want to take off my shirt so you can see."

"You two are both crazy, the difference is Bryan accidentally. If you want to look crazy." Anara got up and opened the door.

"An." The hand of Anara.

"What?"

"Just a minute!" Now Candra's hand has cupped the woman's face in front of her while pleading.

"What?"

"It." Candra touched Anara's lips.

"No."

"Sebentaaaar doang." Candra pulled Anara's waist closer.

"Not Candra. I'm out." Without waiting for Candra's reply, Anara took off Candra's embrace and opened the room's exit.

Seeing Anara who is now sitting on the sofa, Bryan who is making coffee offers Anara.

"No, don't use sugar!"

"Doyana? Bitter coffee?" Anara nodded steadily.

Before long Candra came out of the room and sat down next to Anara, her eyes glaring at Bryan who was pretentious to her lover.

Fucking crocodiles.