
I'm sure one day it all happens. You'll love me and never let me go.
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Syahdu did not blink looking at Arga. It was still early in the morning and Arga said something that made her heart flutter.
Arga, ask her to get married? Did Syahdu hear wrong? What is Arga ngigau?
But the man was also looking at her fixedly with a serious face.
"Still sleepy, huh?" Ask Syahdu, trying to divert the strange Arga speech. "I'm gonna take a shower, yeah." He said to go up and go into the bathroom.
Arga's eyes continued to follow Syahdu until the bathroom door was closed. Arga let out a long sigh, because Syahdu did not want to talk seriously to him yet. Does the girl not believe it? Arga admitted that he used to be too indifferent and tends to be rude to the girl. But the departure of Syahdu made everything change. He wants the girl. He wants to be with Syahdu no matter what the path.
Arga's phone rang, she smiled a little staring at the name on her screen.
"Yes, baby."
'Kaaq. Seriously want to be a singer??'
The sound of a cry from across makes Arga anxious and longing.
"Well, I've seen my brother play on the internet, huh?"
'That. Answer dulauu.' Scream the little girl.
"Why don't you say happy birthday first to brother, Syahdu?"
'No. Hye!'
The phone connection was off, making Arga chuckle.
"Why, Ga?" Ask Syahdu who has returned from the bathroom.
Arga thought for a moment. He wanted to introduce Shahdu to Shania. Maybe the girl in front of him does not know that there are new members who make it a little excited when left Syahdu.
"Hmm. I'm going somewhere. You're coming, huh?"
"Where?" Ask the girl.
"There, deh. You get ready, yeah. I'll make breakfast first."
Arga got up, he kissed Syahdu's forehead and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for them.
While the girl was still flinching in her place. Slowly his hand rose to hold the forehead that Arga kissed. Funny, but Arga used to do this too. But this time it's different. His blood rippled as Arga's lips drew closer to him. His mind drifted to a place he shouldn't. She shook her head, not wanting to think anything.
"Hey."
Arga laughed amusedly at the strange Syahdu. "Temenin, dong." Pinta the man.
He walked into the kitchen and sat in the dining chair. Arga from behind. As always, Arga is good at holding pan fried and spatula. Arga's cooking aroma was fragrant, making Syahdu's stomach scream asking to be filled immediately.
After a while, Arga put the fried rice that he had poured the love-shaped sauce.
"Good meal." He said, sitting next to Syahdu, and began to eat his food.
"Don't like it?" Ask Arga again to Syahdu who is still staring at his food.
That girl doesn't like it. He only remembered the moment where Arga always cooked him food especially when he was sick at that time.
Come to think of it, Arga delivered meat soup early in the morning while in the hospital. That means the man cooked it at dawn. That is, Arga has shown his feelings slowly. But it is only the base itself that does not understand.
Syahdu devoured Arga's cooking without answering the man's question. He showed Arga that he really liked Arga's cooking. Always good and fit in his tongue.
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"Where are we?" Ask Syahdu who is sitting next to Arga. The man glanced over, then looked back at the asphalt expanse.
"To Oma's house."
Syahdu was silent for a moment. Arga Oma? Ah, long life. That very nice woman still exists.
Syahdu still stared at Arga. The man smiled knowing he was being noticed.
His hand grabbed Syahdu's hand, then grasped it tightly with the other hand holding the wheel.
"If you're tired, you sleep." He looked back with smiling lips.
Syahdu. In the past, Arga who knows is considered for sure with his jutek will say this, 'Ngapain lo see-my-wild?'
Syahdu chuckled small. Funny too, he used to hate this guy who held his hand.
But, Syahdu also felt strange. Arga didn't ask where he had been all this time. Why he left, why it was lost for a very long time, or any other question that Syahdu was sure Arga was curious about.
Even so, Arga did not ask anything even the purpose of Syahdu that suddenly appeared into his life again not because it did not matter, he just felt the presence of Syahdu alone was more than enough, he said, and Arga no longer wants Syahdu to go or feel heavy with all the questions that still hang in his mind. She was reluctant to explain, because at this time her heart and mind were split in two. One side, he wants to be with Arga. But on the other hand, he had an indescribable feeling at the moment.
The car stopped after entering the yard of Margaret's mansion, Syahdu got out of the car. He saw the little boy running cheerfully towards him. Then Arga stepped wide to greet the little girl. They hugged and Arga carried her with one hand.
"Totally long, coming." Said the girl with a pouting face.
"This is a big deal. You are so chatty. Who's it, anyway."
Syahdu sees a familiar interaction on both. His eyes also caught the figure of a little girl who looked a lot like Arga. He wondered who the little boy was. It can't be Arga's son, can it?
"Who's that brother?"
Syahdu Buyar daydream. He had just asked who the child Arga was carrying, and the little girl had also asked him a similar question.
"Shahdu.." Margaret answered the question of the little girl that Arga had just taken down. Syahdu approached Margaret who was pushed in a wheelchair by her nurse.
"Mom.." The girl kissed the back of Margareth's hand which had been smiling brightly at the arrival of Syahdu. All this time, it was not that he did not know that Syahdu continued to be sought by his grandson. He even helped out by deploying his men. But Syahdu did not smell at all. And now, Margaret could see the happiness on Arga's face. He can feel that.
"Syahdu? Knock my name." The little girl protested to Arga.
Arga crouched down to equalize his height with Shania.
"Never said it, did you. If you like a girl whose name is Syahdu." Shania nodded at Arga's words. She remembers when Shania asked her why she liked to call her Shahdu. And Arga's answer..
'I don't like that name. Syahdu is the girl that you like. Sister misses, so you call you by the name of Syahdu. Nothing, right?' And innocently Shania nodded.
"Ooh. So. This brother that sister likes, huh?" Shania asked confirm and Arga nodded for sure.
Syahdu. Arga even told her feelings to the sister who may not really know the meaning of the love that Arga meant.
"Sister. I'm Shania."
Shania waved her hand with a smile, making Syahdu crouch nearby.
"It's so pretty." praise Syahdu while stroking Shania's long hair.
"Thank you, brother. Brother Arga said, I am beautiful because of Brother Arga who is handsome." Answer the innocent girl.
Syahdu frowned. While Arga laughed satisfied with Shania's reply.