
Anara was still wearing black and white clothes complete with her alma mater suit when she got into the taxi car that picked her up. On his body is also still attached a sash with the words 'Anara Reswari, S.S.'. Yeah the girl just finished her script exam trial.
On that day was Candra's schedule to Balikpapan, as promised two weeks ago. The man will accompany Anara the thesis hearing will then go to Malang station.
"Why not get on a plane from Malang?" Tanya Anara took off her sash and also her alamater suit.
"Old, An. It can be once to twice transit."
The man who had been neat from earlier stuck his hand out to the seat back in the taxi, then slowly led Anara's head leaning there.
"When I haven't bought you a meal," Anara said, looking up at Candra's bead.
"Yes, we're eating around the station!"
"What time's the train?"
"Sebluf hour. There's still about an hour, right?" Reply Candra rubbed Anara's hair that was still gracefully dark.
Anara nodded, her net staring straight ahead again. Occasionally glanced towards Candra who would only throw a smile when their eyes met each other.
"When's maid?"
"Not yet, there's still a trial, Ndra. I just graduated." Reply Anara who made Candra just rubbed her shoulders.
The taxi stopped in front of the station. Both of them came down with their respective inns. Then, head inside the station to print the tickets in advance.
After that, they chose to walk to the food stalls around the station just to fulfill the intention of Anara treat Candra as a sign of its passage.
"Just bring that bag?" Point Anara at the carrier Candra is carrying.
"Ho oh's. The rest I've packed."
Anara was just a mangosteen hearing Candra's explanation, "the real home seems."
Finishing that part lunch. Candra immediately took a quick step which Anara followed beside her. The train's only 10 minutes away.
"I'm going straight on the platform, right?" Candra asked then hugged Anara at a glance.
Anara returned Candra's embrace, then stared at her fiance's departure. Just this time the farewell felt so stifling her chest.
Once again, Candra turned her head and waved her hand towards Anara who was still glued to the station lobby. The gift that will stick in his memory, his separation with Candra right when he holds a bachelor's degree completed his lecture.
By farewell, we'll know the meaning of the meeting, Ndra.
Until the sound of a long whistle rang and followed the departure of the train whose voice slashed Anara. The net is still looking at the car after the car that passed from the door connecting the lobby with the platform.
Then his steps swung out of the station after the last carriage was no longer captured by the corner of his eye. He walked very hard to leave the station. Just a few minutes ago, she was still with her lover, but in the present minute it seemed as if the distance was so far stretched.
"I've even missed it" murmured Anara Lirih.
In the taxi that took him to leave the station. Anara is busy with her memories with Candra in this city. Past pieces of memory rise to the surface of everything. His heart trembled, then felt miserable.
His hand was busy typing the message on the flat screen he had just grabbed from the tote bag beside him. Type a message on Candra's name.
How did I miss it, huh?
Anara sent out a message that poured out her feelings honestly. He never seemed to feel this bad. In fact, they will only be spanned by a different island only later, but the tightness even meets the chest.
I miss it too. Have you come home? Careful yeah!
Anara stalls a smile reading Candra's reply. His feelings are getting chaotic erratically. Want to feel involved in Candra's carrier and stay beside her.
Anara just needed some time to get used to it, making peace with the distance.
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Anara's later days were filled with revisions of the thesis before going into binding, taking care of some of the conditions for the judicium. Slightly treat his longing on Candra that is far in the eyes. He began to like the activity of busying himself. This LDR feels very testing Anara.
Since the relationship is far away. Never in the least he took off his phone, wherever he had his phone never missed.
Even the rice field in front of Anara, no longer evocative in Hartik's vision. His best friend was really fused into a soulmate with a cell phone, no longer an addiction. But, it's the loyalty.
"Anyara!" Pekik Hartik with a little annoyed.
"What the hell is Tik?"
"Your rice! I've been spraining myself for a long time. Hapeeee keep on."
"Yes yes. I ate, " said Anara bribing lunch, her phone was left lying next to her.
The girl was seen frowning as she chewed, "tik wink."
Then his hands swiftly wrapped the full-fat food back up, got up from his sitting tongue and headed for the kitchen.
"Dump the teruuus! For a long time your sins are mounting, they are throwing away all food."
Hartik looks furious with Anara's behavior lately. Food rarely runs out and always ends up in the kitchen trash. The good news, kitchen sampaj is always discarded every day by the residents of the room who get a picket schedule.
"Udah anyep Tik's. It doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good."
"Where do you want to taste good? You open the package from 12 until almost two o'clock has not been eaten. The phone, the WA-an. Surprised me, your fiance is not getting what money?"
Anara just grinned to hear Hartik's words that are true, "look for money Tik, will open a cafe there."
"Cuman is a bit relaxed" Anara added.
"Hmmm, profit belongs to yourself. Try working in people's places. Can be fired, hapean mulu."
Anara is seen picking up her cardigans from Hartik's bed, reaching for her phone on the floor, and departing from Hartik's room.
"I'm going up first! Capek .. want to bobok," said Anara to smile.
"Yes yes. Ride your sono!" Reply Hartik wagged his hand quickly.
Anara stepped out of Hartik's room with a heart of sumringah. From the direction of the front door a girl who was also a boarding house walked towards Anara.
"An, wait!" Pinta the girl.
Anara stopped her steps that were about to climb the stairs, "yes? What's up?" Anara asked in a friendly manner.
"Someone is looking ahead."
Anara, who was wearing only a tank top, seemed to think. Who's looking for me in these hours of sleep?
"Who?"
The girl just shrugged her shoulders because she didn't know.
"The man? What female?"
"She, An."
"Okay, thanks!" Anara undoes her intention to climb the stairs.
The news carrier girl passed, Anara rushed to put on her cardigans again. Then step towards the front door that is directly connected to the garage.
It's not Candra. It was two weeks ago that he left. Or surprise?
Anara's breath felt choked in her throat to see who had come to see her. Hurriedly he foxes his surprised face.
"You."
The man smiled then replied, "yes, I."
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