Steps Connect
Hair Tie
"Whose hand?" Anara raised a small object in her hand.
Candra gasped at the small object in Anara's hand, her heart pounding at it.
"Where's the mother?" Ask Candra.
"In your room, just now."
"Owh, Rati's property is possible."
"When did you come here?" Anara asked still curious.
"For a long time I didn't come here, just like I did that graduation. But who knows ketlisut."
"Graduation bags instead of hotel sleeping Rati?" Anara Cecar.
"Yes a canuun, yours may be, An. You forget. Who else would have tried to have that hair tie if it wasn't you or Rati. Where there is more, someone else enters my room."
Anara was still silent trying to accept her lover's explanation. Maybe he was too suspicious.
"Or maybe Bryan's. The time of her hair is still long," added Candra with a flat expression.
"During that time your room wasn't swept?" Sudut Anara heard the sentence just now.
"Yes, the problem of hair is so long. Don't suspect you!" Candra sipped her tea.
Anara nodded her head. Then move to the Candra side. The maroon color brocade kebaya and the machete batik cloth have finally entered the paper bag and are ready to be used when the engagement will be held.
"Anterin go home yuk!"
"Still this afternoon, exhausted by the magrib," Candra retorted putting her hand over Anara's thigh.
"Candraaa, I'm tired. Got to take a break."
"You're sleeping here!" Pinta the man.
"Son," Anara replied quickly.
"I'm not going to be weird. You sleep in my room, let me in the next."
Anara squinted at her neutrality. Observe the look on Candra's face carefully.
"Why?" Ask the guy.
"You beneeeer want to sleep in Bryan's room?"
"Kamarkuu. There's no more playboy room, don't lure you, An!" Sahut Candra with a high tone.
His heart was still upset at his friend who did not know himself that. It could be harboring a taste in her lover. Bryan is really brash.
But, Candra can be a little relieved. Soon Anara will be her fiance. That means he'll be the winner. After all, there would be no chance for Bryan and Anara's feelings to get a portion.
"Yes yes. Are you sure you slept next door?" Ask Anara again.
"You want us to sleep in one room? If you want, I'll sleep next door."
"Ga ah's. Strange thing again."
"will not. Promise me," Candra raised two fingers.
"Yes already. But-"
"What else, baby?"
"Ga use weird!"
"So we sleep one room?"
"You sleep next to the bed. I slept in your room."
Candra nodded.
They spent the rest of the afternoon chatting with each other, chatting, and as Candra said earlier, warmed up the bland relationship. Perhaps warmth began to arise again enveloping the hearts of the two. Apparently, they just need time. That'sthat's all.
After cleaning up. Anara comes out of the bathroom in Candra's oversized black T-shirt. His subordinate the woman was only wearing a Candra boxer on her waist rubber with brand writing.
Candra said the boxer was new. Whether just bought or just washed Anara did not ask for details. Most importantly, she changed her clothes and was comfortable.
"An, you developed my instincts as a man."
Looking at the approaching Candra, Anara pulled back herself. But, the man pulled Anara's body and hugged her, clenching Anara's cold lips thanks to the bath water just now. One hand squeezed Anara's ass.
"You teased me, An."
"Ga wants to know. Sleep next to him!"
Candra nodded resignedly, her hair restored in disappointment.
"We're sending orders?" Ask Candra Anara approved.
The night is getting late. After finishing their dinner. The two again drifted into small talk that sparked sweet memories of their relationship. The story of Candra's lips sends Anara in her lap asleep on the sofa.
Candra stroked her lover's hair gently. The woman will soon be his fiancee, and Candra will be determined to make her his wife right after Anara passes the trial. That won't be long, considering Anara is close to completing her script.
In a moment, An. You will be whole I have.
Candra's gaze returned to the small object found by Anara in the room earlier. The thing that Candra remembers exactly who the owner is? Candra's heart cursed that thing, its owner, as well as herself.
Her heart was crumbling reminiscing about the short night a few days ago. He was screwed after the woman who now sleeps with her thighs asked to end their relationship. Candra was so fragile when it came to Anara. Yes, so much so that he built a taste palace.
The night where he decided to go to the nightclub. Removing the fatigue, stress, also the burden on his shoulders. How many bottles did he drink that night? It is clear that he cannot control himself.
Her unlikely encounter with a girl who is no stranger to her. The girl who not only once twice visited the place with loud music, 'wreaked out the taste' said the girl who only drank a few glasses that night.
Feeling like you have a similar fate. Both of them dissolve in chatter that is getting worse. Until what chat after? Candra can no longer remember everything. His head hurts when forced.
What's left in Candra's memory. The next morning, he found himself in his bedroom. With a warm thick blanket enveloped his plain body.
How a breath of Candra's eyes. His body was completely innocent leaving not a single strand of clothes. He actually did it last night.
All she remembers, last night she fucked Anara. The woman thrashed, but Candra managed to enter the woman and both fell limp after Candra shouted Anara's name right after her first release.
However, this morning. Candra did not find Anara beside her. I didn't find anyone either. Only clothes were scattered on the floor that greeted her in the morning.
Candra was trying to massage her head that was a little sore from remembering last night's incident. However, his head felt forced.
His eyes rolled on his cell phone on the nightstand. No interest in that flat object. Candra decided to put her clothes back on and leave the house.
His car was parked outside the fence. Candra wonders who brought her home? He remembered very well, he was at the club last night. But where is Anara?
She should have been curled up next to him earlier. But that woman doesn't exist. Candra walked back quickly to the room. Grabbing a flat object from the top of the nightstand.
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Candras. I really hate you.
Candra's eyes found a new message in her WA. I don't know who the sender is? That number is not in contact.
Switch from that message. Candra called Anara. However, her number was still blocked by the woman.
Candra's head almost broke thinking about what event she missed last night? All she remembers, the last woman she met at the club last night was Caroline, yes.
"Ga maybe, not maybe. Last night it was Anara who was under me," Candra murmured in dismissing another possibility.
But, can't Anara not drive?
Damnit damnit! Who exactly is taking me home?
His hand rushed to reply to the WA message from the number just now.
Whoareyou?
Longtime. Candra waited for WA's reply for nearly two hours. He hopes there is a bright spot from there. And sure enough ...
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Caroline
Candra's hand sprightly replied to the short message, her lips were ceaselessly chanting hope that her fear was not real.
Whatchu mean?
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You don't remember pushing and braving me? Then mention your lover's name?
Candra's heart is like the sharpest sword in the world.
No way, no way! Peek Candra that morning.
Candra's tears begin to shed in light of the most sickening day of her life. Worst day of his life. The day you want Candra to repeat and change all if you can.
Not Candra realized. Anara slowly opened her eyes feeling her face warm by the tears from Candra. The woman got up and sat down. Looks like Candra wiped her net.
"Why?" Ask Anara.
"I overslept" Anara said again, her face still a little wobbly.
Candra shook her head, "Grandfather. I'm just overwhelmed by our story."
Candra pulled Anara and hugged the woman tightly, even as if she did not want to take off.
We'll get married soon after your trial! I'll take you home to Balikpapan.
"I love you, An."
"Me too, Candra," Anara responded with a hug. His heart warmed again.
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