Steps Connect

Sundays

A month passed after a happy engagement night for Anara and Candra. Since the impromptu engagement in Kediri, finally the two people who returned drunken romance was undergoing a relationship as usual, dismissing all the stories of the past that should have been forgotten.

"That's great happiness" said Candra as the two stopped at a red light.

"From that smile on?" Candra said again, the man was really curious about the strange behavior of Anara from the outgoing cost.

"Take a guess! I'm happy because what about?" Reply Anara tightened her hands to Candra's waist.

"It's because we want to be lazy, right? What else?" Candra answered a rhetorical question.

"Salaaaaah."

"So, you're not happy we're out of this?" Candra turned her face to the side, her helmet hitting the helmet perched on her head.

"Ish, don't tilt that way! Dizziness me if your helmet has started to jerk your head," grumbled Anara holding his helmet.

"Yes, yeah. Pardon me! So because of what?" Candra asked herself as before.

"That's it!"

"Ampuuun, you are, yes" said Candra thrust one finger at Anara's waist. Makes the woman hold back laughter because of the tingling sensation that spread in her stomach.

"Where are we?" Anara asked as Candra's motorbike walked down the brightly lit Veterans Street thanks to the city lights.

"Well, just like you, An."

"I'm hungry, Ndra. Don't be full with your fist!"

The sound of Candra raised a loud laugh, making Anara tighten her grip while screeching, "concerned about people. Laughing like I want to eat people."

The motorbike continues to go up to Ijen road. Anara is increasingly being asked the question, exactly where are they going to spend the night this Sunday?

"Where are we going?"

"Muter-muter only."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, Aaan. Eat the truck home," Candra retracted Anara's hand in her grasp.

"Where to?"

"To my house broke off. Trus I'm anter to the cost."

"Hmmm," murmured Anara.

The motor is getting faster until it reaches near MOG. There Candra parked her motorcycle. Not ... not in the mall parking area, but across the road that runs in front of the mall. They stopped right next to the meatball brothers.

"Eat here?" Anara asked as the motor carrying the two stopped.

"Yes. Wh why? Don't you want?"

"You want to say you don't want to?" Reply Anara poked her feet down. Down the motor height sometimes makes his lips grumble.

"Good, we're ngirit. Money for ntar's marriage."

"Gosh, that miser is mah," Anara retorted towards the meatball brother first.

"Cocular? Irit An."

"Whatever you are, let me laper! Really."

Two bowls of meatballs with steaming smoke were already available in front of the two. They sat down on a mat held, treated to a view of colorful lights from the mall in front of him, as well as the sound of the vehicle passing in front of him.

After satisfying the worms in the stomach with a ball-shaped food, now the two headed already in front of the house Candra. The house was increasingly seen alive again, filled with green from the trees that thrived. Maybe because the mood of the owner is also blooming.

"Seger huh?" Cetus Anara was still looking at the plants that were soothing to his neutrals.

Then Anara followed Candra's steps into the house in that industrial style. Landing herself on the sofa and tail her eyes followed Candra who was heading towards the pantry. Then his gaze swept back across the entire space.

The gaze finally boils down to the room that is open, right next to Candra's room. Anara remember very well who the occupants who inhabited the room almost a year ago? Ahh, he just smelled his smile.

We were brought together to learn from each other, Yan. God has a beautiful story for each of us. Pray for each other! So that we are both happy. You with your world and me with my story.

Before long Candra appeared with a glass of tea that was immediately offered to her guests. Anara inhaled the steam from the still hot drink, the smell of which smelled the freshness of her favorite lemon. Then he smiled as he muttered thanks from his lips.

"Drink first! Just the story," said Candra carrying one leg resting on the other leg.

"What story?"

"Why are you smiling?"

"Owh. I guess what?" Anara grabbed the glass in front of her, inhaling once more. The net could not be seen looking at Candra's bead eyes which were also staring at her.

"Why?" Anara asked, keeping the glass from her nose.

"What?" Candra asked back.

"Why look at it? What do you love?" Cecar Anara pointed at the glass in her hand.

"Oh my God, just lemon as sugar."

"Related?" Anara convinced Candra. His eyes are slightly widened.

"What do you think I love?"

"Hmmm, sleeping pills maybe," said Anara shrugging her shoulders.

Candra laughed at the spontaneous answer just now. The man did not expect Anara's imagination to turn out to be too wild. His girlfriend was suspicious of him.

"Don't ngaco! Just drink! No danger, even if I give you sleeping pills. You sleep the same with me, your future husband."

"But why do I give you sleeping pills, An? If you are conscious, you want to" added Candra fishing Anara.

Hearing Candra's correct explanation, Anara finally sipped the tea. Moved his nose and throat that was hit by the cold.

"So, I want some happy news."

"What, An?"

"Tuesday the day after tomorrow. I'm sidaaaaaaaang," said Anara with a sejadi sumringah look.

Candra tightened her sitting position to Anara. Then the man held Anara tightly and released Anara to breathe a sigh of relief after landing a kiss on the forehead.

"Welcome, S.S.dong in a moment?"

Anara nodded excitedly. Clearly the happy look could not be hidden from his face. Soon the name will be longer. Not only that, he can realize one of his many ideals after completing his graduate level.

"I also have some happy news for you, my future wife."

Anara snorted, "what the hell?"

"I'm going back to Balikpapan in two weeks."

"Huh? Is that happy news?" Anara asked, pursing her lips.

"I want to go to Balikpapan because open a cafe business there, baby. You're not happy?"

"I'm a whim, Ndra. Just surprised ... how cute is it?"

"Yes, the sooner the better the dong. I also wrote a letter of resignation. Don't be naughty here! Don't miss it too!"

"You're the most kangeeen" Anara replied.

"If I miss staying here."

"This house is for sale?"

Candra shook her head, "we can stay after the wedding if you want. If we don't buy it first!"

"What money is on your mind right now?"

"Make the cost of mating, An."

"Here first! Just married," concluded Anara.

Then Candra simply commented on the forced smile. Pulling Anara's waist closer, eroding the distance between them. Slowly, their lips met again, smacking each other and their tongues wrapped around each other. Bringing the two to the clouds, muttering the name, and sipping the sweetness of the created taste.

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