Steps Connect

Name Aron

Anara smiled, remembering something that became the bright spot of her coachman's debate with Candra.

"No way, Ndra," the woman's face sparkled.

"What is impossible?" Candra asked looking fixedly at Anara.

"There's no way Bryan was interested in me" Anara smiled.

"Why?" Candra was getting curious.

"Pass to Jogja the last. He had a chance to confide-," Anara began to tell a story.

Hearing the word 'curhat' feels already makes Candra sultry.

You guys really are, all this time you've been confiding?

"What?" Ketus Candra's. Hope your story is good news, An!

"He was just in love with his first love. Who did she say that she existed before? Siska, Rica, even Caroline."

"I think the women are consolation for him I think."

"First love? Who?" Ask Candra wonder.

"I don't know his name. She didn't say, "Anara shrugged her shoulders.

"She just said, the woman was different from Bryan, I was the same Bryan was the faith. No way," added Anara.

"So, you stop as if Bryan likes me!"

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Candra's heart grew increasingly bitter as it felt to hear Anara's words just now. She believes even more that Bryan put his heart on her lover. Could it be Bryan?

"You didn't know all this time?"

"What?"

"I'm the same Bryan is different religion" said Candra.

"You mean?" This time Anara was surprised.

"He's a nascan."

Anara widened her eyes, trying to swallow Candra's sentence. But his brain was not yet able to accept.

"Handling," tangkis Anara.

"Religion is not to be doubled, An."

"Why don't I know?"

"From his name does it seem, Aron Bryan Wijaya?"

"His father, the barge businessman. Antoni Wijaya, if you want to know, he is a devout people" explained Candra.

"Aron?" Anara's memory retreated backwards. To a few years ago.

"Yes, did you know Bryan's full name?"

"What have you been talking about all this time? That's why I don't know" growled Candra.

Anara was silent. His mind went off somewhere? What is clear is that he is getting dizzy with the surprises that are happening.

"Why silence?" Ask Candra in a high tone.

"Not to scream!"

"Likes him too?" Guess Candra.

"You guys, secretly confide, secretly meet, then secretly like?"

"Secretly want to be your traitor? HA?" Berang Candra's.

"Women of different religions with her banyaaak, Ndra. Why are you so sure I'm the one Bryan likes?"

"Because he always follows you where you are."

"AWDROPPING?" Said Candra staring intently at Anara.

"Excess you," Anara replied, cutting off their eye contact.

Anara began to string together the pieces of memory she passed with her best friend, checking one by one every detail of her moment.

But he's fully supportive of my relationship with Candra. What possible?

"Here's your phone!" Order Candra.

"For what?"

"Here!"

Anara reaches into the phone from her bag, Candra swiftly takes over the phone, "open the pattern lock!"

Anara simply obeyed Candra's orders carefully. The man was engulfed in a burst of rage. Frighteningly.

Though not necessarily all this is exactly what you think, Ndra.

"I blocked. Once you get in touch with him, I beat him up." Candra was warning with a bright red face.

"You're nothing, Ndra. Lebai know?" Anara is no less high-pitched.

"Whatever. I don't like your relationship with him, that fucking playboy. Whatever the reason is."

"You said that as if you were right, Ndra. You should ask Bryan! Not judging one-sidedly like this" Anara said.

"I know him, sure. There are more men than me. And it seems you're interested in him too."

"You doubt my feelings? You judge me easily wavering? So you've been in your mind all this time?" Anara, who initially tried to hold back her emotions, also got angry.

"You're the same, asshole!!" Ketus Anara grabbed her bag and got up.

Candra swiftly blocked Anara's hand that would pass, "where are you going?"

"I want to go home. In vain to talk to you, emotionally," ketus Anara released the hand checks Candra who this time is very tight even painful.

"We'll marry!"

"What the fuck? Nope."

"I don't want you to let go of that."

"Even if I like Bryan. There's no way I'd be with him if that's what you're afraid of."

"Because I'm the same he has different beliefs. So, throw away that fear of yours! Overrated."

"I don't want to either, your ex ... Janu suddenly came again."

"You're getting cut out, Candra. Off! I want a pu-lang."

Anara kept on trying to release her hand from Candra's clutches. But, it didn't work. That guy is too strong.

"Let's Candra!"

"Lepaaashin!"

Tears were slowly shedding as well, sad and disappointed conspiring. Suddenly a feeling of disappointment plagued Anara.

Why are you so rude, Candra? Don't know who Bryan really likes?

"Why are we arguing about the uncertain?" Tanya Anara sobbed.

Candra's grip slowly loosened, "sorry, An."

"I'm afraid of losing."

"Why? Because I look like Anjani?"

"Don't start!" Candra pulls Anara into the deck.

The embrace is warm and deep. Slowly, Anara's sobbing began to subside, but her heart was still unkillful.

"I'm too dear, I'm afraid you're gone" said Candra, stroking Anara's soft hair.

"I want to go home" said Anara, releasing a hug.

Candra put her hand to Anara's shoulder, bringing her woman closer. Removing the distance, Candra slowly tilted her head, her warm breath touching the entire side of Anara's face.

The two's gaze locked each other, the more beautiful, and encouraged Candra to return to touch the lips that were getting redder because of the crying just now.

As Candra's breath became increasingly tight, Anara instead brushed off Candra's hand.

"I want to go home. You take her or I go home by myself?"

Candra tries to neutralize the heartbeat and also the breath. This time he had to dampen the tempest in his chest. In order to keep the feeling of Anara who is uncertain.

"I delivered" said Candra at last.

Anara just walked out into the garage. Without further ado the woman sat quietly in the seat next to the wheel.

Along the way to Anara's boarding house, the two were silent to each other. Busy with heart and mind.

Anara was busy thinking about every possible thing Candra was pondering, her mind now perched on the white envelope Bryan had given her. Also, the name 'Aron' was seizing his focus.

Is Brother Aron with Bryan the same person? Yes Tuhaaan. If so, then this envelope might be my old letter's reply.

While Candra, busy with her desire to immediately propose to the woman who is now sitting next to her. He does not want to lose love again. His obsession is now more dominant.

Her net glanced at Anara, "i'm serious. Want to marry you soon."

"I'm not in the mood to talk about that, Candra."

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