Steps Connect

White Envelope

Candra was more silent as her car came out of Anara's boarding yard. The man's eyes were sharp facing the street in front. Anara beside him also did not sound much like those days ago.

"Where are we?" Anara's question broke the silence in the car.

Candra still didn't respond, "you're holding me?" Said Anara again.

Candra nodded, but her gaze did not turn to the woman beside her. His heart was still raging, entrenched in all the questions about the two who were making promises for tomorrow.

"Mazandra! Where we going?" Ask Anara loudly.

"Where is it."

"Seriously so! Where we going?"

"Eating meatballs. Wanna?" Candra reply fast. This time her net looked at Anara, seeing how her female response was.

"Can."

"Yes already."

Eventually the two stopped at a roadside meatball booth. The choice fell to the place of origin, the origin of selling meatballs.

"Tumben's not in the usual place?"

"distant."

"This is for the stomach. We are really going to walk." Imbuh Candra, her heart is still hot made by Anara because of the phone earlier.

It must be Bryan. Playboy is yes. Required please, uh even the persistence.

Anara frowned in surprise at Candra's cold demeanor, "you why?"

"It's hot in the weather."

"This feeling is cold."

"Yes you, I'm hot." Candra's murmuring of her hand invited the wind.

But it's obviously free. The one who felt the heat was his heart. All the questions were lodged in his head. When did they call each other?

Two bowls of meatballs with hot broths are ready at the table, Candra who actually has no appetite at all began to stir it after mixing chili sauce and soy sauce.

"Why not eat?" Anara asked watching Candra who was just stirring in the bowl.

"Lustlessness."

"Jeez, you're the one who's fucked up."

"Go home yuk! Tomorrow I'll pick you up early." Candra suddenly said.

"Huh? Where you going?"

"Street."

"I have an appointment tomorrow, Ndra." Anara explained.

Same promise Bryan? Baguain. Pentyin noh him!

"Whose promise?"

"Bryan's."

"Hmm ... what does the playboy cap lizard have to do?"

"Say he wants to go back to Surabaya. I want to say thank you, because I want to bother with your urucine. Well, tomorrow I promise to buy him meatballs. How's dong? Are you going along."

"Really?" Ask Candra enthusiastically. His heart was relieved, it turned out that Anara had not hidden it from him.

Anara nodded. Then Candra said, "we're going to walk tonight!"

"Where the hell?"

"If tomorrow same Bryan ya bother dong nge-date us, do not want." Candra.

"As far as you are." Anara put the spoon back in her mouth. Candra who was just stirring earlier, now enjoy. His mood has improved apparently.

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This afternoon the three were in one car with Anara in the back. Bryan, who initially thought the meatballs would only be attended by him and Anara, was a little disappointed because Candra also participated.

"Reverse what time, Yan?" Ask Anara.

"Not late afternoon, let's not pa-nas."

"Oh, to Malang again when?"

"Wait for your graduation." Reply Bryan without looking. Makes Candra even more upset.

"Caroline hasn't called you since she met?"

"Huh, see Caroline, when? Who?"

Anara suddenly remembers that her meeting with Bryan while at the cafe, was without Candra's knowledge.

"We. I'm the same Anara met Caroline pas malem-alem you told me surein your boyfriend." Bryan's words cover.

"Oh, how's the girl doing? Never contact Yan?"

"Never." Bryan looked out the car glass.

"To the meatballs that pick up the train tracks, right?" Candra asks to reassure Anara's chosen place.

Eat meatballs Saturday afternoon as a thank you Anara (also Candra) and at the same time a temporary farewell event with Bryan already cash Anara tepati.

"Why not move to Malang, Yan?" Anara's voice broke the silence in the car.

"Let's go to Surabaya. Who knows if there's a mate there." Tukas Candra's.

"Let you guys kayak first. Keep going." Anara.

"There's a time, An. It is also impossible for us to continue. Life goes on, time goes on. Nothing is eternal." Bryan.

"What the hell are you doing, Yan?"

"Sok wise. Hesit your pantes." Sela Candra's.

"But, really lo. Now it's different. Not kayak yet. Growing up since work." Anara said in wonder.

"That's his name growing, An. If I stuck to college age means I'm not getting older at an increasing age."

"Tuuuh, right. So wise, huh? Isn't that right, Ndra?"

Teruuuus. Keep praising, An! Intentionally make me hot.

"Yes. So be-da." Reply Candra looked towards Anara, showing a dislike look.

"An, come to the house!" Bryan Pinta.

"To whose house?" Candra asked around.

"Your house."

"Well?" Ask Candra in a high tone.

"Can, yes. I haven't been there long. Semenjaaaak-," Anara's remarks paused.

"Take that photo?" Bryan's question made Anara nod.

"Not to be clarified! Close the book." Ketus Candra drove her car faster.

Arriving at the old house he did not stop by, Anara was sitting in the living room. While Candra makes a drink for her lover, Bryan goes into the room and comes out with an envelope in his hand.

"An, maybe I won't be in a long time later. This ... as a sign of our farewell. Don't open it!"

"Oh yeah, don't tell your guy!" Brushed Bryan.

"Huh, why?"

"Open up when you graduate! Let's just say curious. So, you're in the spirit of doing thesis work and you're graduating." Bryan smiled.

"Why doesn't Candra know?"

"That's my request as a friend. So please!" Anara nodded then stuffed the envelope into a black bag sling after folding it.

"If I'm not curious, how?"

"It doesn't have to be opened! Open it later if you want to."

"What the hell is it?" Anara stared at the white envelope for a long time, what kind of parting gift is this? It even makes people curious. There-there's aja.

"Curious right? That's why I graduated." Bryan chuckles.

Candra who watched the two even felt like a mosquito repellent in her own home.

"So I'm the mosquito macem. Make it a drink anyway. They even talk." Gerrutu Candra stirring her homemade lemon tea.

"Chat what the hell are you, Yan? Still my girlfriend. Don't forget!" Choke Candra from the pantry.

"Now? It won't mean anything?" Tempted Bryan without looking at Candra.

"hey are. After she graduates, she'll level up to be a fiance, a wife if necessary." Bright Candra who has now brought three cups of drinks to the living room.

"Sono lu, far away! Don't modusin my chick!" Candra gestured for Bryan to keep his seat away from Anara.

"What the hell are you guys talking about?"

"By the way you are, Bryan will soon return to Surabaya. I hope it doesn't bother me." Answer Anara.

"What have I ever troubled you, baby?"

"No. But make the dragon cry." Tukas Anara's.

"Udah, you get ready sono, Yan! Packing!" Tell Candra who does not want her moment with Anara to be disturbed.

Without waiting to be kicked out again, Bryan lifted his foot and went into his room, a room he might not come to again. His hands were busy stuffing his things into a small suitcase. While his ears are busy stealing hear the conversation of two humans in the living room.

"What conversation?" Ask Candra again to Anara.

"Nothing, just wondering if you're naughty I told you to tell him." Answer Anara.

"Who is he? Your father?" Candra is upset because Bryan pretended to be a hero for Anara.

"He's our best friend. That's how it should be, Ndra."

"I think he's ngarep more."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Sergeh Anara then sipped his tea.

Bryan grinned bitterly in the room, his nether looked up at the awang after laying down his body. "May Candra be the right guy who can please you, An!" Lirih Bryan said a prayer.

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