
“Arafat. Come along for a second, huh? I want to say something”
A voice that had not been heard for a long time, again greeted Arafah's hearing. Making the girl who was sitting quietly in class, staring in disbelief at the figure before her
“Fa. Denger right?” Alvin moved his hand in front of Arafah's face, feeling he did not get a response “Arafah Eliza Putri Handoko. I again say lo” continued Alvin softly
Arafah's hand stretched out to his own cheek “Aduhhh” screams slowly. Directly made Alvin release Arafah's hand from chubby's cheek
Alvin weightlessly sits in front of Arafah, smiling like he used to “Don't hurt yourself”
When he realized that Alvin's figure was really real, Arafah commented on his smile
“Ngapain also hurts himself? There was already Brother Alvin on duty for it”
“Follow me well to the side of campus” pinta Alvin who does not mind the pedis syndirian of this girl
Arafah doesn't want to be a hypocrite. He missed the person who was looking at him sincerely. He missed Alvin like this
Without wanting to stall longer, Arafah stands “Ayo. Where do you want to talk?” slowly tananya
Unknowingly, Alvin reviewed a faint smile. Walking parallel to Arafah “How are you? You're healthy, right?”
“Alhamdulillah, as Kak Alvin saw” said Arafah
His second step was accompanied by many incredulous gazes from many students. Whispers full of question marks continued to be heard
Certainly not a burden of mind for Arafah and Alvin. They walk in silence that fills silence
Almost 10 minutes Arafah walked in an unknown direction to where he was headed. Until Alvin's feet stood firmly in front of the lake that sent wide
“Why do you do it here?” Arafah looked around in wonder
No response from Alvin. He led Arafah to sit on one of the chairs. With a faint smile, he knelt down right in front of the hijab girl
Made Arafah a thorn in his place. Want to stand up but both of Alvin's sturdy arms are beside his body
Alvin lowered his head for a moment, breathing in as deeply as possible. Then stared steadily at the green netra Arafah “Gue knew, I am not a perfect male Fa. I know, I can't be the best for Lo”
Arafah nodded in his place. Feeling the intense longing in the gentle look that Alvin had once again chalked up
Without being able to prevent it, a clear crystal sheet fell on Arafah's cheeks “I don't understand all the attitudes of Kak Alvin. Brother is too hard to guess, Brother Alvin is easy to change. I don't understand” at all said Arafah rasping
“Sorry Fa. Sorry if the way I have made you confused and sorry also if the way I have made you hurt” pinta Alvin who again lowered his head
Feeling unable to see the girl in front of him at this time back shed tears “Gue knows I was wrong. But this is best for both of us Arafah”
Arafah let out a small laugh. Looked in disbelief at the figure of Alvin “Best for us. Which is arguably best if one of them is always depressed over what happened”
“It's not just lo Fa that's depressed, I am too. We are both depressed for different reasons” said Alvin softly
The two look at each other. Implies a sense of pent up in the different colored neutras. A strong wind blew the pastel-colored hijab that Arafah was wearing
“Maaf”
After saying that, Alvin returned to his original position. Clamp both sides of the girl's body “Gue is curious to see your hair. But I'm not that asshole to steal a chance”
Arafah's heart was pounding quite fast finding a shady gaze from Alvin. The look she had missed so much for so long
Like a character that returns to its place. The pieces of Arafah's heart again felt intact when he saw the figure of Alvin who was really real in front of him
“During this, I completely empty Arafah. When you are not present in my days, it feels too empty”
Arafah looked questioningly. Why does this guy have a double personality? After making his hopes fall formless, just as easily as it was?
His feelings are at war with each other in there. Arguing and guessing about the aftermath. About a story that could have been re-established
Imagining it made Arafah unknowingly pull up a grim smile “Hampa?” Arafah muttered softly
“It was a result of a cause that Kak Alvin created himself. Because from Brother Alvin who easily told me to make our relationship”
Arafah revealed all that was a burden on his heart. There's a great pleasure in blending in the pain of seeing Alvin now. Glad to find Alvin who seemed to regret everything but also sad at the same time when he realized that his 98% move-on effort must fall to point 0 when Alvin's shady gaze was on him
“Sorry this jerk man Fa. She misses lo”
Gosh darn. If there were a number that was more than 0% to describe the percentage of forgetting rate belonging to Arafah, he would be born to Alvin at this time as well
Word for word that came out of Alvin's mouth, like a great god that destroyed all the efforts of Arafat so far. Although of course the time is only a few months will not be that easy to eliminate the track of a year two years
Sounded Alvin took a deep breath “Gue know what yesterday I said could not be justified. But almost the same as you said earlier, all the consequences must be why” said Alvin
“But I'm back at the moment not to explain what the reason I”
Arafah's face revealed a deep confusion “I mean Brother Alvin?”
From the army green bomber jacket that Alvin was wearing, he took out a small white box. He bowed for a moment before staring at the clear green Arafah vehemently
Makes the girl's heart start beating. She wasn't that innocent girl to guess what Alvin would do next
“Maybe you think that this is all too fast but not from my own point of view. Alvino Bagaskara has really fallen into the trap of the heart of Lo Arafah” said Alvin in earnest
The opening of the small box faced Arafah, making something rustle warm inside. Once again, Alvin steadied his heart for the last time
“I am not the perfect man Arafah, but this ordinary man wants you to be the one who will accompany him when his hair starts to whiten and his body is not as solid as it is today”
A clear crystal melt fell on Arafah's cheeks. Haru and the overwhelming shock were hitting Arafah's feelings. Like millions of butterflies flying
“Will you be my wife Arafah?”
“Kak Al...”
“My fingers Islam Fa”