Steps Connect

Another Week

One week after Anara asked to break up with Candra. The man was without a hiatus visiting Anara's boarding house. But again, Anara did not want to see Candra. Candra's number is still blocked.

The woman was busy filling her heartache by compiling a thesis that was almost completed. Anara really did not serve Candra as well as the messages she left to Hartik, her best friend.

"Pity you, An."

"What's sorry, Tik? You don't pity me?"

"Wedding do it!"

"Heh. It is not a matter of marriage or non-marriage. If you were in my position, would you marry a Candra macem without her first changing her obsessive nature? He's like a toxic, Tik."

"Just angry, just jealous, uh suddenly soft."

"You're imagining marrying someone like that! A lifetime together. How is my heart? Not pressured? Even lightly you're telling me I'm married to him."

"Yes, yes, An. I feel sorry for him. Every day here. The one with the flowers that brought the chocolate. Even almost every day, Candra WA I, nanyain you. It's very disturbing, An. At least unblock it!"

"Yes later. If I want a new trial I'll block it."

"Heh. You are still chapter five. Ga late?" Ask Hartik.

"Belvin. I broke up too" Anara said.

"You've been dating for a long time, when you've broken up, there's no sadness, An?"

"Yes crying in the room I don't need to point to, Tik. You're even traumatized to make love again."

"It's a lie that I'm not sad. Moreover, this cost, on campus, as well as the streets, all keep sweet memories of Candra."

"Our relationship is sweet, although sometimes the nature of Candra makes you careless. But, the sweet attitude is not possible I tepis that. Three years old, Tik. Not a minute. But ... the incident right at home he's the last, really make me hufh, I don't know."

"A week away, An," Hartik continued.

"What?" Anara turned to Hartik who was busy separating the paper into two different boxes.

"The old man Candra to Java."

"Gosh, why did I forget, instead" said Anara patting her eel.

"Nikaah just a little bit more."

"Hartic! You'll sono if you want!" Anara passed.

"Religion. Your ex, An."

"Anaraaaa! Flowers are just as brown. Bring it!"

"So. Just make you!" Anara exclaimed, almost reaching the stairs.

"Yes my. Nyita space this very bucket-bucket flowers," Hartik grumbled at the flower that began to wither.

Anara climbed one by one the stairs with a chaotic mind. Another week, Candra's parents came to Java. It has to be how? Actually, he could not think too much about it considering the status between him and Candra had closed the book, although it seems Candra did not mengubris Anara's speech at that time.

But, pity them. Good people, far from the other side of the island. When did I know I was silent pretending to bego that way?

"Yes!" Greet the man from the front of the room.

"Yes my. When are people going up?" Anara immediately turned her body and prepared to go down the stairs. But the man's movements were so fast that he was able to block Anara's hand.

"Please!" Pinta Anara with a stifled voice. He did not want to be a free spectacle of the residents of the boarding house.

"I'm loose. But, don't go! I need to talk," replied Candra.

Anara nodded and according to her promise, the man took off his grip after Anara was completely silent.

"What by the way?"

"About us."

"You don't understand the word break up? What else do you want to say?" Anara asked with anger. A week ago, the confusion surfaced again on the surface of his brain.

I'm so disappointed in you, Ndra. If only you could be more patient.

"My parents are here in a week, I need you to get ready!"

"Prepare what? We broke up, broke up, putuuus. Wonder, don't understand you."

"Hmmm" Anara responded.

In any case he could not just run away, or pretend not to know if the Candra family will visit Java. Moreover, the arrival of Abah Kayaat and Mama Ira concerns about him.

Then the two walked down the stairs, down one by one, then stepped out of the cost. In the courtyard of the two-storey building, the two continued the chat that was interrupted.

"I'm sorry" said Candra as the two sat on the porch.

Anara was still speechless, her lips silenced by a thousand languages. Not like that. Now his face really showed a true hue of sadness.

"I was wrong, An. Sorry, how should I let you excuse me?" Ask with seriousness.

"I don't know," replied the woman with the splattered hair.

His heart was completely uninspired to just discuss their relationship in the future. The word breaking up a week ago said it was thrown away, Anara was indeed an emotion at that time.

But ... can not be denied, the man beside him gives a variety of colors for his days. Giving color that makes his life more meaningful, after he was left alone by Janu.

But next as much. All the attitude of Candra is forced, easy emotions, also more that makes Anara jester .. Candra's short way of thinking, will be able to be changed by it?

"I was wrong, please, An! I want us to get married. That's aja!" Candra again.

"You can't apologize without marriage, continue marriage?"

"You don't feel like me after you've done that?" Anara Cecar.

"Why is it in your brain just getting married?"

"I know, Candra. A serious relationship would want to end up in the underwriting. But, please dong! You think I am too? My feelings. Do you even want me to or not marry you? You are not doing it" said Anara Long.

Candra just fell silent. I don't know what that guy was thinking?

"You don't want to?" Candra asked after being silent for a while.

"I don't know. At first I was sure, the more I came here I doubted."

"Why? Bryan?"

Anara stood up with a face that held in anger. The man was apparently still discussing the friend he considered betrayed. The woman was about to leave before Candra held back Anara's hand.

"Then what?"

"I don't want to have a forced husband also short-minded like you," said Anara.

"I just don't want to lose you, An. I love ya," Candra replied with her emotions.

"You think, even if you're my virgin. I can't go?" Ask Anara seriously.

"You think I'm going to beg for love and responsibility for you?" Imbuh Anara let go of her hand.

"If that's what you think. You're wrong Candra."

"I'm more unwilling that the rest of my life I have to go through with the wrong people. Will be tired of his own heart," concluded Anara.

"Yes! We've been dating for a long time. You why would you say this all now if it wasn't for that damn letter?"

"It's up to you to think this is all about Bryan. All you need to know is this has nothing to do with him."

"Lied."

"If I like Bryan too. You can breathe a sigh of relief because I'm the same as he's of different religions. That right?"

Anara smiled grinningly, "as you say, she is a devout Christian. There's no way Bryan would adopt his religion for my mortal love. Nor may I turn from my Lord, to embrace him."

"Go home! Your brother and mother, let me consider!" Anara passed.

Candra was still silent. Digesting every sentence Anara heard just now.

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*Sorry ga up for a week. Bocilku's sick. Huhoo.

**Also focus breaks on the next platform. Hehehe

*** God willing from today will be up every day. Suweerers. 😘😘😘