Steps Connect

Two Months

"So, what's the connection?" Anara's question sparked Bryan's curiosity, which was approaching two women who were sitting next to each other, separated by a table.

The man with brown eyes stood beside Anara, about a meter away to hear what was being pursued by the two women who had stopped in his life.

However, a few seconds lay there. There is no further sentence from Caroline that answers Anara's question, whether Bryan does not know.

"Well, can we stay first?" Ask Anara. Not no. That's demand. Almost like a swipe.

With a forced smile Bryan finally stepped away. Leaving the two with an increasingly wondering heart. What are Anara and Caroline talking about? About women?

"What connection?" Anara asked in a polar-cold tone when Bryan was already looking far away. The woman's feelings have now changed levels from wondering to being suspicious, anxious, probing, or whatever it is, essentially she began to feel something was wrong.

"I'm pregnant, An."

Caroline whose eyes are hot now can not stem the reservoir in the petals. Her tears fell, sagging on her pure white cheeks.

For the sake of answering her curiosity, Anara took a deep breath as quietly as she could, "yes Lin."

Don't you graduate yet?

Is it married?

How many months?

Since when?

Who's father?

The question just came out to see the woman in front of him crying. Her feminine instincts were tenuous as well, she simply extended her hand touching Caroline's head buds across the small table in front of her.

Pregnancy isn't it something amazing? Make glad? Be happy? How cool, is there a new life in the belly of that oriental girl? However, seeing Caroline getting sobbing makes Anara draw the conclusion alone that,

Caroline's pregnancy was an UNPLANNED, UNWANTED, AND NOT SOMETHING HAPPY, PERIOD.

However, for some reason the next second his heart slipped. Considering the woman in front of him just questioned Candra's whereabouts, Candra did. Not Bryan or anyone. What relation?

What possible? It's not possible.

Candra as much as I do. He may not have betrayed. NAW!

"Who?" Anara asked, finally venturing.

Caroline was now not even budging and still as much as in the rest of her tears that had just broken towards almost the end. Anara was still staring fixedly at the woman who was looking down, Caroline's hands were busy shrinking her nose and eyes, turning to her lips in order to rub the liquid that came out when the tear had just been shed.

Anara's hand had been pulled and held in the breast, hoping that everything was fine and Caroline was just venting about her problem and happened to ask Candra, so it was possible. So hope.

"I want to apologize," Caroline's words reached Anara's ears heavily. Disconnected because of the rest of the crying.

Hearing an apology made Anara's heart crumble, hot, and impatiently wait for the next sentence. It is like standing in a hole, impossible not to fall, fall, and maybe cry.

"Can-dra is the guy" Caroline added.

Anara's face was already hot, radiating into her eyes, then the scene in front of her blurred as it was covered in water that filled the petals. Until everything looks faint. However, he still tried to reject Caroline's words.

"Maybe" murmured Anara, then with a blink. The tears finally escaped as well.

His world collapsed all-to-ca. When's? Over where? Why doesn't he know?

Doesn't Candra and Caroline not know each other closely? Why could?

Caroline's words are like a great bang that managed to make Anara's head dizzy, no longer know what to do?

Out of control? Unpowerful? What nonsense?

Warm tears coming down his cheeks, he just brushed it off. Candra's shadow did that with someone else, with Caroline so stifling her chest. It's like a dream for Anara, the worst nightmare. He wanted to wake up and find Candra smiling in front of him muttering that this was all a DREAM.

But, as his eyes grew more and more blinked, this reality did not disappear and did not disappear. Anara doesn't know what to do? He doesn't know if he should believe or just miss Caroline? He wanted to push himself to the ground. Lost no longer in form.

In the midst of his heart. His muffled lips were forced to say as well, "how many months?" Ask Anara without looking. He was still pursuing the scene below, in the corners of his feet that even seemed to laugh at him.

"Two months," replied Caroline.

Two months? That means before the engagement?

Your bastards!

"When I drove him home from the nightclub, drunk. I meant to get him into the room. But, beyond a doubt. He turned around to pull me in, curl me up, and challenge me. Take what should not be taken away. I refused, but. It all just happened" Caroline said. Increasingly making his heart sliced thinly with razor blades, the pain was long, felt, and left a stroke that could not be cured.

"I'm sorry, An."

Anara was still silent a thousand languages, her brain and heart were too preoccupied with all that had just been heard. He just wanted to fall, cry. Wailing to accept his tragic fate. Betrayed by Candra. Damnit damnit!

Candra's? Is this why you want to get married quickly? To run?

Without even looking back and saying a word, Anara got up from her seat. Passed by no longer paying attention to anything in front of him. His mind is only one. Looking for an explanation directly from Candra who has 'run' to the opposite island.

That bastard! Traitor! Loser! A coward! Shitooaaaaaan! Jing an!

All the swearing filled the corners of Anara's heart. He wanted to scream, but he was still sane in this most pressing state. So hard and indifferent he ran, his body hit Bryan who turned out to be out of the garage. Making his light body bounce almost fall if only Bryan's hand is not immediately holding.

Bryan's gaze was full of inquest at Anara sobbing, "what's up, An?"

But he did not want to answer. He chose to let go of Bryan's hand which was still busy holding him back and passed, heading for the room and slamming the door violently. Throwing her body into the bed, crying.

Memories of the faces of Candra, Abah Kayaat, Mama Ira, Rati, his mother, his father, and Swara, all alternately make his head throbbing pain.

Bryan who was increasingly covered in question marks immediately stepped towards Caroline who was still sitting quietly on the front porch. The woman's eyes also looked red, did she just cry? What's the matter?

Bryan who was still staring at Caroline with no voice, but from the look of his eyes implied asked ADA WHAT?

Caroline who felt bullied finally turned her face, looking at Bryan fixedly, the man she still so expected. However, all is lost. Crushed to pieces, scattered, and difficult to retrieve.

"I'm home" Caroline said, not wanting to tell Bryan anything.

However, Bryan's hand held Caroline's wrist. Staring into those round eyes deeply, "what's up?" Bryan's voice was cold and flat. However, his eyes implied a shade that never changed.

It felt like Caroline ran in the arms of the man in front of her, the man who always occupied her heart, but.

"Ask your best friend, Candra!"

Then Caroline really passed. He then disappeared from Bryan's sight.

Damnit damnit! What the hell is it?

With a quick step Bryan headed back inside.

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