THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)
PART 197'S
♠ WAY ♠
( Way )
Happy reading ..
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Jakarta, Indonesia..
“Hai!..” Arya greets Andrea who has come out of the school gate to go to her car driven by Ammar, Andrea's personal bodyguard.
“Eh Brother Arya..” Andrea Sahut.
“Dre .... We first yes?.” Andrea's chirps of friends who walked with her from the moment she left class.
“Oke... don't forget the program report. Send me an email when it's done. Let me bring Monday.”
“Iya bauble!.”
Andrea chuckled and the two friends smiled.
“You sure you don't want to go home with me?.”
“Eng. We are horrified to disturb two lovebirds.”
“Gossip deh...”
Andrea and her two friends chuckled, while Arya smiled.
“Yes yes we first. Yuk Brother Arya!.” Said the two friends of Andrea at the same time and then waved at Andrea who
standing with Arya near the outer school gate.
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“Ga no excrement today right?.” Ask Arya.
“Ga no Sister. This is why immediately hunt – hunt out. Laper already because.”
Andrea answered Arya's question with her usual attitude.
“Gue has asked permission.” Said Arya who saw Andrea a little wobbly from where she stood.
“Eh, what Sis?.”
“Gue has asked permission to pick you up when you go home from school with Brother Jo.”
“But Ammar...”.
“Ammar has gone. Maybe Brother Jo called him.”
“Oh. How can you tell Arya to pick me up today?.”
“Fear you avoid me if I say first, because – because of that time.”
“Ya so too Kak.”
“Let me Drea, to always be on your side from now on. More than just friends.”**
“My card ...”
“Yes, I know that I come from a family that is not comparable to the lo family even though we are victorious. But I sincerely love you Drea. I'm comfortable when deket lo, denger lo tell stories. Never felt this comfortable with a girl. Not a flutter yes this.”
(Andrea smiled faintly at Arya's words).
“Lo doesn't have a boyfriend, right?.”
“But...”.
“Haahh my relief ... means I can get a chance to get that honor?. To be your girlfriend?. If it is possible, I will immediately ask permission from Uncle Andrew..”.
“Kak...”.
“What Uncle Andrew has not given you permission to date?. But if you want to give me a chance, I'll talk to Poppa lo in person Drea to ask permission to pacarin his son. Let Uncle Andrew see for myself. I will try my hardest to keep and.”.
“Kak ...”
“Ya?.”
“Sorry, but I can't. I appreciate your statement just now. It is an honor for me too. But again sorry, I can't give you that chance. To be my girlfriend.”
“But you don't have a boyfriend yet, Andrea?.”
“But there's already one name in my heart...”.
“Who?...”
“Alvaren Aditama Smith.”
“But he's lo's sister, Drea.”
“We are not blood.”
“Iya I know, but..”.
“Gue loves him Brother, I love Brother Varen.”
“Lo sure it's love?. What do you feel about Brother Alvarend?. Not just an obsession lo on men – men who have always been with you since you were little?.”
“I was thinking like that. Just the possessiveness I've had with my brother from when I was a kid, the obsession you say. But... over time I believe it is more than just the taste of a brother who loves his brother, spoiled excessive. But indeed I am sure it is love... which I feel in Brother ...”.
(Andrea bowed while linking her fingers and playing it slowly).
*“My heart feels sad when I know he is close to others, even though I myself ask to keep my distance. If it's just an obsession, I should be angry, instead of feeling the pain in my heart, right?.”**
“Then keep giving me a chance.”
“Kak...”.
“Who knows on that occasion I can help you get out the one name you have in your heart right now. If he had someone else, you would be sick. Let me help get rid of that pain. I just need a chance, if you can't accept me now ...”
“But I can't give you the same answer now, about the opportunity you asked for it, Kak.”
“Gue will wait.”
**
“Fear you avoid me if I say first, because – because of that time.”
“Ya so too Kak.”
“Ya fear it.”
“Do I look to avoid lo since that day?.” Andrea.
“Ya engga si.”
“Nah lo aja who prejudiced bad with me.”
“Iya, sorry. Come on, he said lo laper. Instead of chatting here, mendingan we chat in the car while walking. All of you..”.
🎵Thinking You Could Live Without Me🎵
The sound of Andrea's cell phone ringing which she had stored in her pocket was heard.
Andrea pulled the phone out of her pocket, but did not answer or reject the call. He let it go, but he pressed a small button on the side of the shutter so that the phone ring was not heard.
“Ya come on.”
“Ga lo accept first it call?.”
“Ga what – what, later only. Noisy too if you receive a call here.”
“Ya already yuk. We find a place to eat, then I anter lo go home.”
Andrea nodded as Arya asked to get into her car.
*
The next two days...*
“You to my friend's house.” Andrea Sahut.
“Momma and others want to come later in the afternoon.”
“Iya know me, Tan – Taann .... I was just for a moment too. Near here is also his home.”
“In this complex?.”
“Engga in Matraman situ.”
“Why don't you tell me to come here anyway?. Nagging you later Momma if he reaches lo ga no.”
“Iyaaaa. Eh inget loh yes, if Abang ask the same lo, today I have a nature tour!.”
Andrea replied and confirmed something to Nathan, whose face looked lazy to respond.
“Tan – Tan!.”
“Iyaaa!!!!. ..”
“Well, I want to say goodbye first.”
Andrea hurried to say goodbye to his family members who were downstairs and then left with Ammar.
**Adjieran Smith Main House, Jakarta, Indonesia ...
“Aman...”.
Andrea rubbed her chest when she was back home when time had already shown it almost four o'clock in the afternoon. No sign yet – Family signs from London have arrived. When it comes to brother who came to know what it is, Andrea does not know. Not yet heard, not yet asked, because busy avoiding Varen.
🎵Thinking You Could Live Without Me🎵
‘Surely Brother nih.’
Andrea batin's.
‘Thanks to ya?.’
Andrea hasn't been on the call. He looks still weighing – worried.
‘She wants not I said I am a natural tourist today, even though the reason I just. But it should be brother inget, his memory is sharp. How to still contact me anyway?.’
Andrea was still inside while walking into the house. There are no family members downstairs, only
there was a housekeeper who had welcomed him that Andrea had unintentionally ignored because of a phone call from Varen that never stopped.
🎵Thinking You Could Live Without Me🎵
Andrea's phone rang again.
‘Tumben Abang non stop calling, usually ga lifted once in send chat after that.’
Andrea's phone kept – lines ringing and all calls from Varen, twice missed Andrea, Varen kept calling.
“Ih, Brother today why the heck, call ga stop – stop, ga inget me again what nature tourism ih. There is no signal, Oon!. Duuuh ... thank ya? ..”
Andrea who was confused to accept or not Varen's call muttered to herself as she walked into her room and leaned against the door after she closed it.
‘Don't – don't Ask the Tan – Tan again!. Eh but it has been tipped pesen the same he was already I re-editin, and has been dropped pesen to all say I am a natural tourist today, if you have asked them.’
🎵Thinking You Could Live Without Me🎵
“Ck!.”
Andrea clucked resoundingly, as her phone rang again, still a call from ‘Drea’.
“Ehem!.” Andrea berdehem's. With a doubt – hesitate finally shift the green button but slightly keep the phone away from his ears. “Ha-lo..”.
“Where ...? ...”
“Ha-lo's chat... Brother... hah – what?.. Brother's voice is a bit far!.”
“Where ...? ...”
Varen was heard asking again quietly across the phone. One word was the same as the previous question, but Brother's voice sounded flat in Andrea's ear. Not even a greeting, directly. Tumbens.
Andrea slightly distanced the phone again from her ears and mouth before answering, so as if – if it is true he was in a place that is difficult to signal.
“Kan – Drea already said .. today – is nature tourism .. so hard to accept phone ..”
“What in school are you taught to lie, Miracle Andrea?.”
‘Eh?.’
Andrea was like hearing Varen's voice coming out of a cell phone until it sounded close.
“Eeeng... hah – what, Bang ..?.” Andrea sat on the bed while continuing her play that seemed unclear to hear Varen's voice.
Click on!.
The phone call was turned off by Varen, Andrea was about to catch her breath.
“In addition to being good at lying, you also become deaf, Miracle Andrea?.”
Prosecutor!
Andrea's mobile phone immediately fell onto the carpeted floor in her room.
“*What the f*k ..” Andrea swore softly as her phone slipped out of her hand and fell onto the carpet that was circling the floor under her bed.
The call from Abang Varen on the phone is dead, but the voice is still there, and it's getting clearer in fact. Instantly Andrea goosebumps. Doubtful, also scared, Andrea tilted her head and turned her head towards the direction the voice came from.
“Also good at swearing?.”
And there stood leaning back, while laying both hands on the connecting door between Andrea's bedroom and the balcony of her room. Staring at Andrea with a sharp glare of eyes, facing her.
‘Dead me!.’
Andrea gulped down his saliva, she really did not expect.
“A... Ab – bang????..”
**
Massachusetts, United States of America ...
Two days ago..
“Sir! ( Sir! ).”
“What you’ve got? (What did you get? ).”
“Here, Sir (This, Sir ).”
(Varen received a white envelope from the person who was talking to him, and immediately opened the envelope and saw the contents ).
‘Dumb girl, did she forget that three more days are her birthday?. Poppa and others will come to Jakarta the day after tomorrow and he thinks I just believe about ‘natural field’ that he said that, Cih!.’
(Varen smiles on tilt).
“Are we going now to Airport, Sir? (Are we leaving now for the airport, sir? ).”
“Hem.”
(Varen only replied with deheman to the man who asked him and now he was sitting in the passenger seat next to the driver in the car he was also riding in. The man immediately told the driver who sat beside his left to immediately forward the car to an airport that is special for private jet lines ).
‘Seventeen years, and you want to withdraw from me now, Miracle Andrea?.’
**Top, Indonesia ...
“A... Ab – bang????..” Andrea tergugu's.
Really he did not think that now the brother is in Jakarta, even in his room. Standing looking at him with a piercing look, yet not moving from where he was standing now.
“Your natural attractions are so similar to your private room huh?.”
“It...”
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To be continue..
