Steps Connect

Meet You Again

"All right" Closed connection. He did not need a more detailed explanation as to why the man shouted at him.

He cupped his hands together on a sad face mixed with annoyance. I don't know what happened to her. Never before had she gotten this treatment from the man she loved, but Candra's loud voice just now completely broke her heart.

Just because I told you about Jogja? then what's wrong? Wasn't he the one who asked me to be patient?

Many questions perched in his mind. His heart was in excruciating pain, the words of the person he most wanted to meet after arriving in Malang made his chest full and crowded.

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The sky was dark, the lights of Jogja City changed into lights. Vehicles then scramble to fill each other's night, the sound of the engine roar was not friendly.

Muda and mudi enjoy each other's sunny sky city which is thick with this Javanese noble culture. Here and there all rejoicing, laughter, the sound of spoons clanking with plates, water pouring in coffee glasses ready to be euthanized. All complement each other in one harmony, Jogja is never lonely, longing sourced from this city attracts people who go to always come back.

Curerrr...

The hot water from the button he presses out meets the bitter coffee in the paper cup he holds. The water stopped when the coffee was in half over the paper cup, finished and the self-service door he pushed slowly gave him a way to breathe the night air outside.

His sneaker steps towards the table to find three friends who had already come out. His hair he paled carelessly leaving a baby hair that fluttered when the wind blows hit his beautiful face.

The table he was heading to was still about 7 meters away. His gaze that had circulated to the corner of Tugu Station now looked at the table in front.

Degs...

The woman's heart rhythm was pounding faster than before, shocked, shocked, or somehow not? Luckily the hot coffee in his hand did not fall.

There he not only found his three friends. There was another person who was no stranger to him. He stopped his steps, turned around wherever he was going? getting into the supermarket again is impossible.

As he thought hard to avoid, Nilam's voice first shouted his name and led the other three pairs of eyes to turn towards him.

"Arena!!"

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Anara POV's

This time I stepped foot with doubt and irregular gurgle. When I arrived at the table, I swept Nilam's face to ask him for an explanation. Who else? Only he knows the whereabouts of this damn man.

"Sit, An!" Nilam looked at me with an indecipherable expression. I wanted to scream right in her ear.

I followed his orders. When my lips would open up asking about the existence of this man in front of me, it was like dodging and rushing away with a stammering sentence.

"Oh yes, Tik. You said you wanted to buy extra souvenirs. Yuk I'm anther!" Without an answer, Nilam unilaterally pulled Hartik's arm and followed Judah. This time I want to drown those who trapped me here. Watch you!!

We just kept quiet, I stuck a cell phone in my hand as I sipped my bitter coffee 100 times bitter. The situation is really uncomfortable.

"Mara.." That baritone voice I heard again after all these years somewhere.

"Yes.." I cast a fixed look at his face which now looks more mature. Our eyes meet and..

"Sorry." I thought he was going to say that. You rascal. As if to leave, it's as easy as apologizing.

"Then I went to Nilam's. My intention is to meet you. But Nilam said just today." As soon as I realized, guest Nilam yesterday turned out to be this man.

I took my eyes off her brown eyes. He explained what happened four years ago without me asking, exactly as Nilam told me. One thing I just found out, he moved to Semarang and settled with his mom after his parents divorced. Can I say he's weak?

I took a deep breath while refraining from getting carried away by emotions,

"Anara's.. I'm mistaken. I should have told you everything. Not leaving without explanation, sorry!!"

"I've forgotten all." My voice began to tremble considering how I was doing. There's no number I can call, looking for it anywhere, digging for information from anyone. But the result is nil. He simply disappeared without a trace, like being lifted from the earth all of a sudden. It takes a long time to look okay.

"lik! Look at me Anara!" Threw my hand but as fast as lightning I pulled my hand away.

"Tell me if you forget me!" My chest felt tight and the water on my eyelids almost fell off.

"Why are you quiet?" His voice this time sounded sad and resigned.

"Take me Anara!!!" Now his voice changed loudly forcing me to answer his beliefs.

"Go you!" I stared fixedly at the eyes of a man who without feeling guilty left me who was still the first to feel beautiful in love first.

"You even came here Anara, to the City we once aspired to be together. You're lying if you've forgotten everything." His smile grinned with confidence.

I got up from the chair and was about to leave this place before his hands coiled around my shoulders, clenched, and held my steps. I turned my body and the plaque.My hand landed on his cheek leaving a red mark, also leaving heat on my palm.

This time the crystal round could not be contained anymore by my eyes, my defense collapsed as well. I hate to look so weak in front of him.

"What's wrong Anara." His body has been clenched tightly to my body and there is no rejection.

"I'm sorry I made you this hurt." My tears broke in her warm embrace. How long ago I felt miserable when this man in front of me suddenly disappeared.

"I'm sorry Anara." That sentence he repeated over and over again until my crying subsided.

I slowly let go of his embrace and realized that my train was leaving soon. I saw the watch on my left hand, at 10 in 15 minutes. Half an hour later the train leaves. I tidied myself up, my eyes must have swollen after a mouthful in the arms of the man I hated for four years.

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I was at the station entrance, waiting for Hartik whom I had just contacted. Before long, the veiled girl half-run followed Nilam and Judah. Beside me was Janu, who had been faithful to follow me.

"Is this better?" Nilam glanced at Janu and still I greeted coldly. I'm still upset at how.

"You make the place and the time. Next time when we go to Malang. Cabin!" I embrace Nilam who is still my best friend.

"Be careful!" Nilam returned tightly to his embrace.

I saw a glimpse of Janu's face, he had a smile on his face. Still the same as before, his carriage was calm and simple. I waved my hand and walked quickly to the platform with Hartik.

"What's going on, An?" He still had time to interview me in the middle of this rush.

"All that clear?" He was still curious and only responded with a nod.

Malioboro Express is ready there, showing its prowess to us, at Hartik moreover, soon he will feel the experience of riding iron snakes that divide the island of Java. We climbed into the carriage and looked for seats according to the number on the ticket.

Circumstances inside the carriage are fairly loose when approaching the new year holiday or maybe because this is the first departure station. Hmmm, it will also be full at the next stations.

I put my backpack in the trunk of the train on the passenger seat. Since we chose economy class, our seats faced each other. Luckily Hartik's seat is in the direction of the train, hopefully he is not drunk on travel!

"An.." I shifted the focus from the book I bought at JBS store around the culinary tour this morning and changed to looking at Hartik. I frowned as if asking what was wrong with her.

"I hope this doesn't affect your relationship with Candra!" For a moment I thought of the beautiful face that had been snapping at me over that phone. Then I refocused my focus on the book in my hand.