Steps Connect

Jealous

"What time's it, Tik?"

"This morning, An. Let's not get to the house."

Look one backpack and one paper bag ready to carry. Maybe it was a souvenir.

"Bug."

"Yes, An?"

"I'm going to Kalimantan tomorrow." Hartik turned towards Anara with his surprised face.

"That's sudden. Same who? Why?" Hartik strafed Anara with a search.

"Yeah .. same Candra, her brother is sick" he said." Anara was sitting on the edge of Hartik's bed.

"You're coming to his house?"

"Yes, tickets are ready."

"Ciee. Want to be known to his family, right?" Hartik's expression that was originally full of investigation now turned seductive to Anara.

"Not knowing it. I'm deg-degan, Tik."

"Yes, I'd like to see a camer." Hartik's happy expression even exceeded Anara's.

"That's it, too, but I'm thinking about how to get on the plane."

"Banyakin' a prayer! Everything has its line, life and death. Stay tuned, and enjoy!"

"Oh my goodness, Tik. Your words made me even more afraid."

"Udah, relax! Enjoy the journey by air! I'd like to get on a plane."

Hufh

"I take a shower first. We're looking for breakfast, An!" Anara hinted okay and Hartik with a towel-clad sauntered away from her front.

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"That means you're not going home?" Hartik sipped the last soto broth from his bowl.

"Tetep home but after returning from Kalimantan. It's Sunday." Anara replied with a sip of her warm tea.

"Okay, An's in there! Be careful!" Anara just nodded in understanding.

"How are you doing Janu? Still like to call you?"

"Well, no kubales."

"So, can you really move on?"

"Well, it's just as sticky as Candra." Anara's sentence was accompanied by her trademark crisp laughter.

"OKAY. Kudoain may last until kiki nini ya." Hartik raised both hands exactly in prayer.

"Yes yuk! It's daytime." Hartik moved from his seat to the front parking lot of the soto shop.

"Yeah!" Anara who just came out of the stall is now directing her matic towards the cost back.

The streets this morning are still a little quiet, probably due to the UAS holiday season, some students return to their hometowns. The same is true of what he and Hartik will do.

The city of Malang may smile with these days, his face does not have to feel a lot of vehicle smoke pollution. A moment of fresh air can be inhaled freely.

Unlike the traders, of course with the return of students, their turnover must go down. Sabaaar! It's just a minute.

"Later your malem**** at cost sen******, An?" Hartik's voice from behind faintly sounded by Anara.

"What Tik? Not horrified."

"Ti-dur sen-di-ri-an in kooooos?" Hartik repeated his sentence.

"Who?" Anara's voice was no less loud.

"Youuuu."

"Eh, is it dong?" Anara's voice sounded disappointed after realizing that.

Anara's Matic is now parked in a boarding garage. He's still thinking about how he's gonna be tonight. There is no way he sleeps alone in this large cost, afraid that anything will happen.

What if there is a thief? or what if there are bad people? He immediately removed the bad thoughts from his head and followed Hartik who had already poured into the room.

"Pik. How do I find malem?"

"Where's what?"

"There's no way I'm sleeping in this big room alone. If there's anything at all? Yells out? Where could anyone be?"

"Yes already. You asked Candra to pick you up! Sleep in her house! Where is his house? I forgot."

"Kusuma Estate."

"Naaa. The mind is also if you are alone in the room. But ...." Hartik paused his sentence.

"But what?"

"If you sleep in sono, you are the same Candra do not macem-macem!" A light blow landed on Hartik's arm.

"Hold if you were lustful!"

"Goodoo, Hartiiiik."

Hartik is ready to hold the backpack on the back and carry one paper bag. Soon this hijab girl will fight against drunken travel on the bus. Hartik's toughest enemy at the moment.

"His antimo file?"

"Nih, along with Freshcare as well. Don't worry!" Hartik showed off his two ultimate weapons.

"More worried about the person sitting next to you I'll be Tik." Anara chuckles.

"I haven't been drunk in a long time. Really."

"Yes, I believe it. Be careful on the road. Don't mollor mulu! Time down even bablas." Anara looked at her best friend who liked to sleep on the bus.

"Ready Bu Candraaaa." Anara poked her lips.

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By evening, Anara was ready with her 20-inch suitcase and her favorite sling bag. Important items such as cell phones and wallets have been neatly arranged in a black sling bag that has now hung on his body.

Anara is still waiting for Candra's arrival, the man says he will pick her up by evening. When Anara expressed her heart's intention to sleep in Candra's house, the man not only agreed, but was happy. The countless happiness.

About 10 minutes, Candra's white car has entered the boarding area. The man with jeans chime o neck ivory white sweater who was expected to come by Anara, has now landed himself on the sofa.

"Drink first?"

"But it's evening, Ndra. Not good at the atmosphere." Instantly Candra remembered that her lover was less fond of the dim afternoon sky.

"Yes. Just tea."

Anara rushed to the kitchen. He brews Sari Harum brand tea that smells soothing to the heart, two cups of tea accompany their chatter.

Anara asks the progress of Candra's final task, has it been done like the property of her best friend?

"Yet. If I pass, we'll rarely meet."

"What is that excuse? It makes no sense to know."

"But if I graduate and work. Surely when we meet a little, An."

"Can be arranged. It's for your future."

Anara continued to argue with Candra, so that the man could quickly think about the script. He certainly does not want his girlfriend to be a karatan student because the thesis is not going to go.

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Chequelek

The door opens and Candra is busy putting Anara's suitcase into the house. After eating tofu five feet on the side of the road, Anara still asked Candra to direct the car to the angsle shop which according to the information there since 1948.

"I don't think it turns out that girls eat a lot of it too." Anara who felt insinuated just laughed.

"I put it here, right?" Candra pointed at the gray suitcase beside the sofa and Anara just nodded.

"Bryan where? How lonely."

"Why are you looking for Bryan?" Ketus Candra full search.

"It's doang, Ndra. Usually you guys will make a noise when you're together."

"From yesterday it seemed familiar. Talked long enough when I slept next door?"

"What do I need to do? If she pretends not to know?"

"I don't like you with other guys."

"Who's in a row anyway? I'm just asking him what he did yesterday."

"For nyekripsi right? So that's why you've nanyain my script just now?"

"Goshoo."

"You want the band to want me to be with him?" Candra's face was already filled with emotion, her jaw hardened.

Anara just shook her head not understanding. The simple question of his lips would unexpectedly be this complicated.

"Udah! Talk to the others." Anara's sentence just now made the two of them both silent. Only a clockwork sound could be heard between them.

Now, Anara's hands are occasionally busy playing on sophisticated objects in front of her. A smile sometimes flips from his lips.

"Well?" Anara only stared at Candra at a glance and then refocused on her goal.

"An. I'm nanya. What are you doing?"

"Chatting." The answer came out with a flat gaze from Anara on Candra's bead eyes.

Make a sprain ni Candra.

"Who's the guy?"

"Hartic"

"Why smile?"

"Well, how do you keep going? Grunt?" Anara was about to move from her seat, feeling the aura in the living room was no longer comfortable. He's getting cocky at Candra who loves emotions.

"Where are you going?" Candra's hand was holding Anara back from moving.

"out. Find the wind."

"See your chat!"

Anara pointed her phone screen at Candra. Candra who was reading a chat between Anara and Hartik just kept quiet.

"Happy?"

The woman's feet came out. Enjoy the atmosphere of a peaceful night not like a night at the boarding .. the roar of the vehicle sahut-kick non-stop. The air here was piercing into his bones.

Chilly.

The tail of Anara's eyes glanced at the man inside, still on the sofa motionless. He also did not expect Candra to come out to him as he often sees in films.

So jealous.

"Sorry." Candra's hands were already coiled around Anara's waist, which was turned against the door. Anara still doesn't budge. He is still upset with Candra's overrated attitude.

"I'm sorry, An." Kissing the curve of Anara's neck wished it could melt, unfortunately not. Anara still showed no response.

"An."

"Anara Reswari." Candra's tone was slightly elevated.

"That's right. It's just starting to get emotional again." This time Anara just turned her head to the side, still not seeing the man behind her.

It was not responded to. Turn up a little new open the sound.

Candra ruffled her hair in annoyance.

You woman, you confused creature. And weak, my people even judge this makhkuk.

"Learn patience!"

"Yes, yes, sorry." Candra's embrace gets tighter as the wind blows.

"Sorry sorry sorry keep going. You have no habit of thinking about me."

"I just don't want you to contact other guys, exactly at the same time Janu's."

"Goddessa. You think I'm gonna talk to Bryan? Too much know?"

"She's Anara's playboy."

"You say that almost every day. Why anyway? He's your best friend."

Candra took a strong breath and exhaled it violently.

You don't even touch Anara. I'm jealouslyuuuuu.

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