Steps Connect

Bereft

"Patience, An!" Said Hartik to so many times while rubbing Anara's back that was still sobbing.

"The way. It's good you know now. Long before you broke up for marriage with Candra. God loves you," Hartik concluded.

"I'm disappointed Tiiik."

"Salted is half dead."

"Maybe he's lying. Maybe he's engaged when he just desecrated another woman."

"What's his name if it's not ba jingan?"

"The reason for resigning work .. moving to Balikpapan must be because he wants to run away from this," Anara's cerocos non-stop even though her voice sank.

"At least now you know. You will not be lied to," said Hartik continued to strengthen.

Anara slowly stretched her embrace at Hartik. Shrinking nose and eyes that have flooded since. His face was red, restraining anger as well as wounds.

"Your wounds are the most meaningful lesson."

Anara simply nodded at Hartik's words. Then inched from in front of his best friend to the bed.

"My decision is right, isn't it Tik?"

"Asking him responsibility? Act like a man .. don't you run away?"

Hartik was seen following Anara who had sat dumbstruck. Patting his shoulders which sometimes still went up and down to normalize his chaotic mood.

"Hopefully, An! May Candra also take responsibility. Pity to wash your hands" replied Hartik.

"You calm down first! I'm going out" Hartik said again.

"Let me see Candra is still ahead or not" Hartik said, rising from his seat and grabbing a sling bag from the table.

The tail of Anara's eyes was still engaged in every movement Hartik without the desire to ask something. He who is usually full of curiosity, suddenly lost interest, because for Anara now his life problems are so time and mind-consuming.

Hartik from the room. Anara just silently twirled every memory of her life. The memories with Candra during these few years that for him were certainly in vain.

His decision to accept Candra back turned out not to be the right thing. It's getting complicated now. Because Anara had to put together a word to deliver the most shocking news to her family.

TO HIS FAMILY.

HOW-HOW?

Do I have to say that Candra is pregnant with another woman? Jeezaaaa.

Or use the most cliche excuse .. because it is not suitable.

His head was thinking about that. Delivering to his family was the most mind-boggling matter at the moment. Luckily, this all happened when the script was already in place.

Can be different stories if the script is still in the process of work. Can mangkrak.

Anara's eyes felt heavy over time. Until the sleepiness hit. Bringing the tired one crying slowly in and treading on the dreamland.

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"An, wake!"

"Anara. Almost magrib."

"aaan. Wake up!"

The noise from Hartik made Anara gradually gain consciousness. His eyes were still closed many times. Eyes that are painful because of a long cry now even feel sticky and heavier after falling asleep.

What time is it?

"An. Wake up! It was almost magrib. Sono's bath!" Cerocos Hart.

"What time? How come home?"

"Fifth hour, An. It was afternoon! A shower!" Sergey Hartik.

Anara was still rubbing her net, yawning many times. Crying makes it easier for her to get sleepy. But, unfortunately until waking up reality also does not change.

"Candra was still in front when I left," Hartik said, seeing Anara who was still sitting quietly gathering consciousness.

"He asked you how."

"I said, Be sick, but thank God it's too late. The pain will surely go away. It's just a matter of time" Hartik said, repeating his style of speech to Candra.

"Also a new person," Hartik added grinning.

"You said that?" Anara asked with widened eyes.

Hartik nodded, "that's it. Stay waiting for a new person who will bid you harm. You're left, open your heart what not."

"Geez Hartiiik" complained Anara patting her forehead.

Hartik again nodded, "it's been a sono bath!"

"Don't get broken heart for you lazy to take a lazy bath eating like an already. That's not so, An."

"You said that because you don't know Tik," said Anara defended herself, still had time.

"Amit-amit nauudzubillah I salute you, An! Don't make it!"

"Amiyi."

"Where are you talking about?"

"There's deeeh," Hartik widened his lips, smiling meaningfully.

"Dating huh?"

"Yes aampuun. His best friend is hard like this, even dating again."

Hartik rounded his eyes and pressed Anara's sentence, "not. Nope. Seriously ga dating. What the hell? I don't want boyfriends. Kapok, look at you like this."

"Where's Trus?"

"The client knows very well. Ride sono! A shower! Then we go down to eat! I'm a laper," cerocos Hartik.

"Yes yes," Anara replied with a short long grunt.

"Finish mom-mak. Stay nyari. Just came out the laper. Not taught to eat with prospective fathers?" Ledek Anara with a smile began to rise on his face.

"Udah An! Sono!" Tell Hartik to wag his finger. Tell Anara to pass immediately.

With gontai steps whose breath seemed to stay Monday and Thursday Anara climbed one by one stairs. The chaotic state of his heart made the stairs so feel longer. He is certainly a great lazy to do things like take a bath and eat.

But, of course by meeting Hartik, along with Hartik (his dear friend) will fill an empty space in his heart, which Candra just left.

Forced laughter now is not a bad choice. Anara will do as long as it makes the state of her heart better than being alone and feeling the loneliness that will bring up Candra in every sweep of her eyes.

He won't allow it!

Anara immediately washed her body with lightning movements. The important thing is to shower. Want to smell or not at all, which is clear he took a shower according to Hartik's instructions.

In a t-shirt and knee-length pants black-black. Anara was back standing in the doorway of Hartik's room that was not closed perfectly.

"Udah? Very spiffy?"

"If at any time, you can faint you wait," Anara replied not to bother.

Hartik just chipped, "okay we're looking for food! Find fresh air more precisely for the new left girlfriend."

Anara stared intently at Hartik, "want to eat what Tik is looking for?"

"Busey. Kaleem! Yes we are looking for food" said Hartik as soon as possible. Grabbing a hijab and wearing it.

Anara and Hartik exit the gate and start down the alleyway after the building of houses, shophouses, and boarding houses looking for a typical student dinner.

"I just met Bryan" said Hartik breaking his silence between them.

Anara stopped her steps.

"Ayoo on the way!" Hartik pulls Anara's arm. Hartik certainly did not want to run out of dinner.

"Naquin you."

"You story?"

Hartik shook his head, "nothing. You better tell the story yourself."

"What's the business?" Decak Anara ketus.

"Clearly business. He likes it" Hartik replied without looking.

"Ga there's no harm An. Who knows, he healed your wounds" said Hartik again.

Whatdoes thatmean? Find escape? It's not the same with Candra dong!

"You told me to find Tik's escape?" Anara asked still with unstoppable steps.

"Not escapees. Just talking to him can improve your heart, An. There's no harm."

"Is this a suggestion?" Anara asked looking at Hartik who just raised an eyebrow.

Anara and Hartik are still going.

The medicine of losing someone is the appearance of another. The most appropriate time to enter someone's room is when someone is grieving. Because at such a time, someone is not wanting to be independent, is in need of someone else who is able to bargain the heart.

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