Steps Connect

Candra's Dilemma

Candra arrived at her house with a sumringah face. Although the longing is still not treated all, but at least Anara did not really do the crazy idea to date without kissing and touch.

It could be really crazy of me.

The unlocked door momentarily leaves Candra speechless until she realizes that her best friend is still there. Nostalgia .. said Bryan a few days ago while saying will settle in Malang goods two weeks.

"Your son is freelance? Dapet money yes. And crept up." Candra reveals that Bryan is busy with his notebook in the living room.

"Yo 'i. I work, not a job." Keep Bryan.

"Damn it! Mind me you?"

"Indir? Good you mean sensitive." Bryan finally.

"Yes, yes."

Candra immediately cleans up. His body felt sticky even though the air tonight was cold. That's because he's been out of the room for most of the day. Looking for news that has become his daily life.

"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet."

"How's delivery?" Candra Tawar.

"Can. Nanggung want to get out. I dilute my brain to make it tickis." Keep Bryan.

Candra looks busy with her car. Ordering food to prop up the stomach tonight. The plan invites Anara to eat deliberately undone. The woman is a lion, all the acts of Candra are always wrong and reap protests.

Maybe he's PMS. Why can't I think about it there?

"Yes!"

"Hmm."

"Ehm ...." Candra seemed reluctant to continue her sentence.

Bryan glanced at his distant friend, "what?"

"According to you, that second chance actually exists?" Ask Candra.

While Bryan frowned not understanding where his best friend was talking, "you mean?"

"Gue story, you don't laugh!"

"Yeah. What's emang?" Bryan's questioning turned off the view from his white notebook.

"Anara makes me feel like I'm dating healthy."

"I mean healthy dating? Is there?"

"Lu's confused, right? He means, a courtship without holding it, kiss it let alone." Candra Bright.

Bryan's laughter exploded as he re-imagined himself who had caught his two best friends almost kissing in the living room.

"That's right .. your laugh."

"Well, why not?" Challenge Bryan back to focus on his work. Write something down on the keyboard a thin object in front of it.

"So, you think, can?"

"Hmm mute, depending on each one. The proof is that I'm dating Caroline also does not say anything, do not touch each other, kiss especially." Bryan's light called out his past memories.

"That's because you're not in love."

The laughter of the two exploded, feeling ridiculous with what they were actually discussing. But, for them as men. Talking about it is not taboo. That's common.

Until the sound, "excuse me." of a person with a yellow hat on the fence echoed. Carrying a small cardboard that can be guessed what it contains. Candra rushed over and handed the money to the man. The little cardboard has changed hands.

"Our food." Said Candra carrying the menu tonight.

Drifting in small talk on the sidelines of activities filling the stomach, making both sometimes laugh, sometimes displaying a serious face, and not infrequently led each other like in the past.

"My wife, you can work as a content writer while everywhere." Candra.

"Persis Rati you pas say that."

I may have forgotten to have a sister. The author also almost forgot the news of Rati in Jogja. Haha. Let him be busy with Jogja, longing, and angkringan yes.

"could be. Mas macem what are you?" Ledek Bryan frowned.

"Too busy at work. Be familiar."

"Too busy dealing with romance times." Error Bryan.

Candra just grinned the horse hearing Bryan's exact phrase on target, "and .. how's your romance going?"

"Yes this way."

"There's no intention of looking for a girl, Yan?"

"Yet. Dizziness if you see both of you. So my horror is about to start again. I want to enjoy solitude first."

"Lose you same truck. The truck's a trailer, you're alone." Hina Candra is triumphant.

"Do you know Lamborghini?" Candra nodded at Bryan's question.

"Well, that's like me. Even my singles are classy. Limit." Bryan fluttered the neck of his shirt.

"Eleeeeh. Your styles." Timpal Candra floated sofa cushions.

"Eat him don't insult your singles! Cake is cool. Your inget if there is a problem, I also bother the shucks!" Bryan's screams call out to Candra who's bellowing towards the pantry.

"Mistake yourself you want me to repoten."

"Tru-berner fucking you! I don't know thank you." Bryan Grunts.

Candra came back with a glass of clear water .. as it penetrates the view, "By the way thank you, Yan! You're always there for me. Whatever the condition is." Said Candra seriously extending water to the friend in front of her.

"No, you're poison, right?" Bryan asked taking a glass from Candra's hand.

"not yet. I'll find out where I bought it." Reply Candra.

"Cumpulin money that much you!" Candra saw Bryan busy typing. Then shut the door of his room.

Opened the black phone, looking for Anara's name there. Then Candra's hand skillfully typed out a sentence.

"It really should be halalin, Anara." Candra's murmur sank her athletic body.

"Udah began to slam him into talking." Candra muttered again.

It was 20 minutes past the message Candra had sent to her, but the phone on the bed did not sound like a counter-message marker.

An, I seriously want to ask you directly to your parents.

Candra looked back at the message she had sent to Anara. Huge hope in her heart for Anara to reply Ya. But the message is still limited to blue ticks.

You're not sure yet? That's why I want to be sure.

Once again Candra sent a message. He put his cell phone back. His breath was being pierced so violently. His heart is not because, as much as the fear that his lover is hesitating.

Own fault. All because of that photo. Aaaargh.

The net again puts focus on the phone screen that displays WA. His girlfriend was really testing patience. WA from Candra unreturned. But online writing still graces his profile.

Candra pressed the phone button that led her to the sound of tuuut. The woman really sparked anger. After twice trying, Candra's black phone finally floated into the air and ... It's praak! the flat thing fell.

Bryan who heard the sound of something falling from inside Candra's room only shook his head, not a year and two he knew his best friend.

Must be a new hovering tape tuh. Candra, Candra.

Bryan closed the notebook and headed for his room. Work is done, time to lay down your back. The snatching of the phone that is on the table intends to simply refresh the eye. However, his net was taken aback by the entourage of messages sent from one name.

Why is he my WA hobby?

Bryan smiled and finally shook his head.

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