Steps Connect

Hartice

It was almost evening when Hartik came out of his room. Take a shower, Hartik said before actually going out. Closing the door to Anara's room. While he himself was in no mood to do anything, except to splash himself on the bed. With swollen eyes from crying that did not end earlier, exhausting.

"What is this thing called the pre-marital ordeal?" Anara muttered at the ceiling of the room.

Of course he is no stranger to the word pre-marital ordeal. It's not a secret anymore, everyone knows and understands. Before marriage, there will definitely be a cross along the equator to test the bond of the candidate.

But I'm still engaged. Not married yet. Anara Nampah bo doh.

His gaze was now fixed on the phone that was lying on the other side of the bed. By moving his legs trying to reach the object, finally his phone is in his grasp. With two taps, the screen is on. Showing the description of 18.30 WIB there.

Then Anara's hand scrolls the phone screen to see the WA logo on the top left. Message from Candra. The man who a second ago wanted him to call to launch a million question sentences.

An, what again?

The pleasant words from the 17:10 message were suddenly more bland than usual. If usually he will keep replying then their discussion will gradually warm. This time he chose not to reply first for the sake of a slightly better mood.

Bryan WA I'm tumben. That fucking playboy still has guts, too.

Caroline was right. You're not even just a playboy, Ndra. Goddamnit! That bastard! Dogs! Cheapo! All right you stare.

Suddenly he remembered Bryan, who had visited him this afternoon and proudly displayed the ring on his ring finger. Fiancee, that's what he said earlier.

Where's Bryan?

Anara didn't even remember Bryan holding back her steps to ask what was going on this afternoon. He was too messed up and his brain was too dull to act logically until now.

The phone he was holding was now back on the bed. No interest in replying to WA Candra's message. He chose to move from the fall, grabbed a towel and intended to flutter his entire body. Maybe with that, the rest will disappear. Minimal decrease.

But hope remains hope. Because up to an hour after the decision to flirt the body is complete. The anxiety is in fact increasingly becoming and controlling the whole of the heart, mind, even to the entire bloodstream.

More impatiently he grabbed his phone and dialed the name Candra, tuuut tuuut tuuut tuuut.

Hello, Anara. What the hell are you new to? In WA ga bales?

His breath was slowly disposed of before his lips popped in question, get ready you Candra!

"New caroline from here."

Whynot?

Candra's voice rang out between shakes also hurriedly interjected.

"You think?"

Why'd he go there, An? A bad story? Or what?

"She said she was pregnant" said Dusk.

Getting pregnant? Why did you tell me this story?

"Because who pregnant her YOU! AYE RIGHT?" Reply Anara with rage.

"Don't hesitate to go you're CANDRA!"

"ANSWER!"

I can clear it up, An.

"Whatever! THAT BASTARD!"

Anara quickly disconnected the connection. The words 'I can explain' it has replaced the answer IYA. If not, Candra will be angry again maybe, refute quickly, or persistently refuse. After all, the answer from Candra is actually just as a timeline.

Before long a WA entered, Anara did not need to see. It is certain that it came from Candra. Who else?

Followed by the sound of vibration from his cellphone, indicating a call entered along with the sound of a room door that was also knocked. Before long, it stopped and was caught by her ear Hartik's voice.

"An, am I in?" Ask Hartik from behind the door.

He did not say, a moment later the door was open. He showed Hartik's face there.

"Have you called Candra?" A follow-up sentence from Hartik which is only taken by Anara.

"Help the answer?" Still Hartik's voice dominates.

"Yes!"

He's kinked, Tik. But, I know very well how Candra is? That must be his son.

Do I have to hear his confession?

His hand was outstretched to Hartik and with good reflexes, Hartik returned his hand with a hug. Seizing her and as if giving permission to Anara. To spill all the pain on his shoulders.

His chest felt increasingly tight along with tears spilling from his petals. He was devastated, this time it was not a mistake that he could tolerate or anyone who heard it. So, what should he do but end?

"If it was Candra. You don't want to, you have to be willing An!" Hartik said without taking off their embrace.

"Maybe you're selfish to let Caroline take it all on her own. Then, you and Candra enjoy your life so much. It's not fair, is it?"

"This must not be fair to you. But, believe me, An! You should be thankful to know this first! Imagine that, An! If you're getting serious and suddenly you know that there's Candra flesh blood out there, you'll be even more devastated!" Bisik Hartik again.

Makes Anara sob in tears. He wanted to shout, curse, and curse all this. He wanted when his crying subsided and he woke up and it was all just a dream.

Anara rubbed her net that felt heavy and swollen of course. Slowly, Hartik also stretched their embrace.

Anara's eyes grew hotter hearing the power Hartik exerted.

"I'm sure God will not exceed your limits. You can get through this!" Hartik throws his smile.

"I will always support you!" Hartik's legs then spread out his hands again.

Anara only realized that all this time was so indifferent with Hartik when he had fun. In fact, when in a state of decline like this, Hartik was the one who seemed to carry a lantern in the darkness, shining, and reassuring him that he was able to face.

"Sorry Tik. I'm a hassle."

"No, An. That's the point of having friends" Hartik replied again to a smile after their embrace was over.

"The problem is faced! After your eyes are swollen like this, I hope you have been plong, relieved, and want to live all with a steady body. Remember, An! God will not exceed your limits!" Hartik said again.

He's really calmer now. If anyone says that religion calms, cools, or lulls. It really is.

After getting enlightenment from Hartik through the 'lecture' just now. In fact Hartik's words are indeed an influence on the heart as well as his intellect.

And most of all he is grateful, even though Candra has not confirmed or denied his words, he first knows all before his steps get further.

"An, Bryan is still down" Hartik said when he was no longer as excited.

"Huh?"

Hartik.

"I told you to go, I didn't want to. Still on the couch. You're interested in seeing him maybe?" Hartik put his shoulders down.

Anara quickly shook her head, "ga. You meet Tik! Tell her to go home or whatever! I'm not in the mood to meet people related to ... Candra."

"OKAY. Let me talk to him."

Without Babibu, Hartik is out of the room. I don't know what Hartik said later, which is clear he is still reluctant to meet anyone. He still needs time.

About an hour later, Hartik was seen again. And with the face of the sumringah, he took out one by one the items from the bag of freshly-tended white crackle. One white crackle inside with IndoJuni logo there.

"Eat An!" Pinta Hartik opened two styrofoam containing fried rice that is still steaming.

"I'm not hungry Tik" he replied with no interest.

"Yes already. You need this maybe?" Tanya Hartik pulled out her two favorite 350ml ice cream tubs.

"Hmm," that was all that came out of her lips as her hand received the ice cream tub from Hartik.

Already half as much frozen food from milk and cream was sliding to cool all the vital organs of his body. New Hartik who has grounded his fried rice said, "from Bryan."

"What?"

"This," said Hartik as his hand pointed at everything in sight, including snack printouts that amounted to more than seven types.

His throat is choked. Not wanting to meet, but food from Bryan was well received by his sense of taste.

"He knows?"

"I didn't say anything at all. But you don't know if he's looking for information to Candra or Caroline right away."

"Why would he know?" Ask Hartik back.

Anara shook her head, "ga's nothing."

"What a big bag? If there's bad news, why can it fit him here huh?" Tanya Hartik smiled.

Anara thumped lips, "did you."

Both are silent. Hartik is busy with his phone and Anara is busy glaring, thinking about Caroline's words, of course that. Specially?

How about talking to mom, to dad, and Swara?

He just brags to Bryan that he's engaged. Andwhat? Not until an hour later, suddenly a violent storm hit his ship and made a sudden whiff.

Until now, bitter still felt even though his tears had dried up. Even though he was a little relieved, in fact his heartache became more and more so - so imagine how cruel Candra.

But, as soon as Hartik's words with the sentences of his devotion managed to cool his heart, again and again.

Inna ma'al usri yusro, after hardship there must be ease!

God won't go beyond your means, An!

The two sentences filled his mind, making him resigned to the circumstances outlined by God. Until the sound of vibrating his cell phone broke the concentration and issued two sentences that he dives.

Anara shuffled from her seat, grabbing the phone that was still lying on the bed.

Spark:

Tomorrow I go to Malang. We talk!

Anara was silent, her heart was sliced. Then a bitter and painful smile.

Must finish!

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