The Destiny of Love HanAra

Give your heart to me

That afternoon in a shopping mall. Two girls who still wear school seregam down the breadth of the building. His eyes were busy glancing right and left, looking at the various outlets hawking his wares. Starting from fashion, electronics, to food are all available in the building that has five floors.

Eventually, the two stopped in front of a movie theater on the fourth floor. The girl is Ara, along with a classmate named Sandra.

"I'm going to the toilet first, Ra."

"Oh, I've been waiting here" said Ara. He was sitting in a long chair, in front of a cinema studio. While Sandra headed for the toilet located in the corner of the room.

While waiting, suddenly a man approached her. That man was Farhan. The man who had chatted with Ara the other day.

"Can it slide a little?" tanyakanya.

Ara shifted her body, without looking. His eyes were still busy staring at the screen of his phone.

Farhan immediately dropped his body on the chair, next to Ara. "What are you doing?" ask the man.

Ara turned her head for a while, looking at the man sitting next to her.

"Do you know me?" tanyakanya.

"Of course, Inara" he said with a smile.

Why does this man know my name. Does he have a sixth sense or is he a stalker? inner Ara was shocked. Suddenly he shuddered to imagine if the man was right stalker. He shifted his body again, making a distance between the two.

"Do you think I'm a stalker?" ask Farhan.

Ara looked at Farhan's astonishment. OMG, can he read my mind?

"It seems like my guess is correct." Farhan smiled again, looking at any direction.

"How did you know? can you read other people's minds?" ask Ara curiously.

The question managed to make Farhan chuckle. While Ara looked at him in wonder.

"Why laugh? is there anything funny?" ask Ara.

Farhan twisted his body slightly, so that their positions were now facing each other.

"Yes. You're funny," he said.

Ara turned her face, facing the other direction. Followed by the movement of his pursed lips, annoyed. I am a clown.

Farhan chuckled again. "What are you doing here?"

"Can't you see that I'm sitting?" answer Ara, indifferent. He looked down, staring at his two legs wrapped in white sneaker that was clashing with each other.

"Why are you staring the other way? I'm just asking you to talk."

Ara changed her body position, coming back to face Farhan.

"What do you want?" tanya doesn't want to mince words.

Farhan shrugged his shoulders. "none. I just want to talk to you."

"Why do you suddenly want to talk to me? we don't even know each other" said Ara, feeling strange.

Farhan shook his head. "You're wrong. Didn't I mention your name? that means I know you. You're the only one who doesn't know me" Farhan said.

"Eh wrong, not knowing but not knowing," he said.

Ara nodded in agreement. However, he was still curious how the man before him could figure out his name. This time Ara looked at Farhan's face closely. A handsome face that looks familiar. It seemed like he had seen that face before, but forgot. Understandably, his memory is not so good at recognizing the faces of strangers.

"Have we met before?" tanyanya.

Farhan did not answer, but someone shouted at him. Soon the man approached them both. The man stood right in front of Farhan.

"Where have you been, Han? I was looking for you to the bottom of the sea" said Anton, Farhan's friend.

"You think I'm squidward (an animated character)!" sahut Farhan, laugh.

"Oh, there's a pretty girl here. Hi, Inara," said Anton kindly. When he realized there was someone else beside his friend.

"Of course" Anton replied, smiling.

Wahhh, do these two men have a sixth sense? how can they both know my name when we don't know each other. Ara struggled with her own thoughts.

"Is everything finished?" farhan asked Anton.

"Not yet."

"If it's not over, why are you here!" ask Farhan.

"But a lie" Anton looked up at Farhan's expression, which looked very upset.

"It's all done" he added.

"Damn it!" farhan said with a small laugh.

"Let's go back" Anton asked.

"Come on." Farhan got up from his seat, preparing to leave.

"See you later, Inara." Anton waved his hand. Then turn the body and pass away.

Farhan was still standing there. He took off his jacket. Then put it in Ara's lap. "Wear this to cover both your legs" he said.

Ara frowned, looking at Farhan confusedly. Why did the man before her ask her to close his legs. At that time, she was wearing a skirt, not naked.

Farhan lowered his head, bringing his face closer to Ara. The Ara reflexes also avoided.

Farhan laughed seeing it. "Your underwear is visible when you sit facing forward. That's why I've been asking you to talk. I don't want you to be the spectacle of that jerk on the other side" Farhan whispered in Ara's ear.

Ara also circulated his views according to Farhan's words. There he found two men staring at him. The two men immediately lowered their heads, as their eyes met. Now Ara just realized that. Ara looked back at Farhan.

"Thank you" he said sincerely. He felt very lucky that Farhan had helped him so much.

Farhan smiled. "Be careful, there are a lot of jerks in this world. Don't wear a skirt that's too short in public" Farhan said before stepping on her legs.

Ara got up from her seat, standing parallel to Farhan. He looked up a little, staring fixedly at the face of a man much taller than him. So too with Farhan. He looked at the little girl's face and eyes.

"I think you're a different man. You must not be one of them (a jerk guy), " said Ara sure.

"Don't say that, you'll never know a man's mind" Farhan said grinningly. Both corners of her lips lifted upwards, flaunting her neatly arranged white teeth. Then move on.

Ara just kept silent, watching Farhan's departure. I don't know why since then his chest has been rumbling. His heart rate was irregular, like he wanted to jump out.

"How do I get this jacket back?" ara shouted as Farhan was already a few steps away from her.

Farhan turned his body, walked backwards.

"Return it when you are ready to give me your heart" teased Farhan, still with a smile on his face. He looked at Ara who was also smiling at him. Then he turned back his body and stepped foot, following his friend who had gone first.

While Ara was still standing in place. Looking at Farhan's back that was moving away. Eventually it disappeared from the reach of his eyes. Both of his hands were tightly holding onto Farhan's hand-drawn jacket.

Shortly after, Sandra came to him. He patted Ara's shoulder.

"What do you see?" tanyanya while following the direction of his friend's view.

"Nothing" answered Ara briefly. He continued to smile, looking at Farhan's jacket in his hand.

"Are you crazy! why have you been smiling ever since?" ask Sandra.

"And whose jacket is this? isn't this a man's jacket?" Sandra snatched it from Ara's hand and spread it out.

Instead of answering, Ara smiled back. Then take the jacket back. "Let's go" he said as he passed.

"What's wrong with her? why is he such a lunatic," Sandra muttered in wonder. He scratched his head which was not itchy, feeling very strange with Ara's change of attitude.

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