Steps Connect

Misses

UAS holidays are over, the streets of Malang City are again crowded by the existence of students. The small stall entrepreneurs who mushroomed the right-left of the university probably breathed a sigh of relief. The loyal customer is back.

The three-week holiday makes the inter-dwellers of the boarding house miss each other. Hartik and Anara. The two are now on the balcony enjoying a bungolan, souvenirs that Hartik brought from his hometown.

"Nob, Tik." Anara said as she chewed on a wedge of bonggolan.

"Yes. Anget is that."

Indeed before eating a lump on the balcony. Hartik warmed her up in the kitchen. Otherwise, the texture can be tough. Sealot debate who first existed between the Prophet Adam and ancient humans?

"Where's your vacation?" Ask Hartik.

"Hmm ... Which holiday? Kediri what is Kalimantan?"

"Self. If Kalimantan is predictable. Must be happy, will you also show off photos right to the beach."

Indeed, when in Kalimantan, Anara several times sent pictures to Hartik. To show off of course. Let his best friend add the third largest island in the world to the list of places to visit.

"Seru dong's. I met my mother and the most beautiful one met my sister. The story of Bandung always made me want to go there, to the land of Priangan." Anara's eyes stared at the sky hanging one more hope.

"Well! I think it's exciting if you have a sister adrift age is not far." Anara smiled.

"How did you meet the future-in-law?" Anara cringing.

"Cok be there? He said the story of the holiday in Kediri, Tik?"

"If my family knows it too. Must be fun, eating together, watching TV together, traveling together, this story, and so on. I'm also on a family holiday, An."

"Continue?"

"wear nanya. Yeah, you told me about meeting Candra's family!" Pinta Hartik's.

"Huh, you said my vacation to Kalimantan was predictable, happy. That is emang. Ba-ha-gias."

"Dong, An!" This time Hartik even forced.

"Where is the story? Yeah, I met the Candra family. Acquaintances, eating at one table together, and it turns out he has a sister girl still in high school, beautiful. Name's Rati. Just like any other sister, if you meet often fight." Makes Anara smile when she remembers Abah Kayaat's family.

"Trus .. trus!"

"Oh yes, it turns out that Candra's mother was native to Java lo. From Klaten, his mother was the type of socialite mother. His brother instead, if you look directly at him, Tik. It's more fitting to be called oppa like in your favorite movies. I think it's too young and fashionable to be called big brother." Hartik's face turned sour hearing Anara's story.

"Tik, why?" Anara asked who was aware of Hartik's change in expression.

"No. I'm just gonna miss my brother, An." Hartik forced a smile.

"Duh, I'm sorry, Tik!" Anara hugged the shoulder of a friend beside her.

"It's okay, An."

"Oh yeah. You want to know the most magical habits of the Candra Family?"

"What?"

"They eat diem, Tik. No conversation at all. There was only the sound of spoons and forks coming across plates."

"Really?" Anara nodded at Hartik's question.

"You've been there a few days like you know Candra's family?" Anara only chuckles at Hartik's rhetorical sentence.

"Well, yes if you can meet the couple's family."

"Later you will too, Tik."

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Candra dialed Anara's number the umpteenth time. Where is this kid? The WA message was not answered, neither could the phone call.

"Hello." A soft voice from across the greeting.

"Where are you from? Just pick up now." Candra's upset.

"From talking to Hartik. Long time no see. What's up?"

What's up what? Yes kangen. Two weeks did not see you either. What's still up.

"I'm there." Candra.

"Why what?"

"Kangen."

"I'm tired. I'll see you later."

The flamboyant-looking man was unceasingly contacting Anara during the holidays. It even looks like a child has lost a mother. Almost every minute always just send a message, lonely maybe because alone in Malang.

"I miss him now."

"Ntar. I want bobo noon."

"Bobo here go, An."

"No. I'm closing, right?"

"Bent on An."

"Meet."

"As far as you are, you're so cute." Anara's phone connection broke.

Her boyfriend is in addition to hobbies prioritize emotions, as well as hobby forcing. Uncomprehending? The woman was tired because she had just arrived in Malang after spending almost 3 hours on the bus.

Even asked until Malang what time it is not. What kind of boyfriend?

Anara's hand was busy shifting some photos during the holidays. This holiday is special, it can be to two cities at once, two islands instead. The first experience of setting foot into Kalimantan and all he got was comfort.

I think that's exactly what Candra says. With the water there, I missed it again.

Sleepiness enveloped Anara. Slowly his eyes became heavier. From the outside, someone said his name.

"An, An ... Anara's. Open door!" Maybe I was dreaming.

"Well, Anara! Cepetan open the door!" His voice is not foreign. This time with a knock on the door.

Anara opened her eyes and soon realized she was not dreaming because now her name is called again louder. With a gontai step Anara headed towards the door. Curse the door knocker who interfered with his nap.

"Why are you here, Candra?" Ketus Anara's. He is not surprised by the behavior of Candra who likes to force the will. The proof was now that the man was in front of his eyes after being rejected earlier.

"Is that the opening greeting after two weeks of farewell?"

"I'm so, what are you doing here?" Anara's smile was forced.

"Kangeeen. Come on!"

"Related afternoon too. How very nice of you."

"I'm in?"

"Attent. How do you know my room is this?" Anara scrunched her forehead.

"You forgot? I was here when you hadn't had a shower. Finish cooking. Let's go buy a ticket." Anara nodded in understanding.

Candra pushed softly Anara who was standing in the doorway. But Candra's steps were taken. His eyes glared sharply at the bead of eyes in front of him.

"You what?"

"You're kangen-kenan." Candra's eyes squealed.

"Ck. Wait right here! I'm changing clothes." Anara closed the door swiftly.

Candra's motorbike had stopped at her house. On the road, they stopped to buy snacks. Some snacks, breads, and bottled drinks.

"clean." Anara Mumbled.

"hey are. Two weeks left by you. Besides being busy, it's my side job. Clean the house."

"Daman. Your wife will be happy." Anara Ledek.

"certain. You're never sad." Candra's smile expanded and Anara clearly blushed, making Candra even more eager to hit her right then and there. Both entered the house.

"Sepy. Your best friend hasn't come back yet?"

"Yet. Bryan said the plane was this afternoon." Anara nodded in understanding.

Candra went to the kitchen and took a glass of water. Pointing it at Anara who was still busy assessing the entire corner of the room.

"It's good that we'll split up for a while."

"What do you mean?" Tukas Candra's.

"If we are far away. You even clean up."

"Oohs. I thought you were asking to break up. Don't hope!" Anara laughed out loud.

"Tumben once Bryan didn't follow you back here? You guys usually stay together?"

"We're here to talk about Bryan?" Candra's getting upset.

"Keep here what do I do?"

Anara's already tangled in Candra's arm. Makes Candra stiffen. Seeing her lover's face flushed. Anara laughed at him.

"You're nervous, huh? Ha?" Anara's hand had even touched Candra's chest.

The longer you're aggressive, An. Just make me hot.

"Drink! You'll be thirsty after this." Anara doesn't understand Candra's intentions. But, he drank the water up the toilet.

"good. Smart girl." She put Anara's face on gently.

Without cue. Candra had already devoured Anara's lips which she had been imagining for two weeks. Passing the day without taking a sip of it made him a little crazy. Another one of her jobs during Anara's far away, grumbling.

Anara compensates for Candra's tongue-in-cheek play. The two miss each other. Exchanging saliva there, sometimes biting, sometimes smacking each other's lips. Their breaths hunt each other. Candra's hand had swiftly entered Anara's shirt, looking for the twin objects that missed her hand.

Squeeze softly and strongly alternately. Until a sigh comes out of Anara's sweet lips. Makes Candra more motivated to squeeze both of her favorite objects.

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