There's Another Love
Past Times
Anna who could not hold back her gemater body was still clearly visible from the look on her face.
In the apartment where the eagle lived. There were two maids who were treating his wounds.
With the restless face and could not feel the calmness, the sound of firing was still heard in the ears.
"Anna," greeted the eagle with a position of folding both knees on the floor, holding Anna's hands.
"All is over, nothing will happen" said the eagle trying to calm his heart.
"Elang, don't leave me. You promised, no more such thing," Anna replied with a gentle embrace of the eagle's body.
"Hmmm.. I promise," said the eagle confidently.
The coming of the past, brings disappointment, hatred, resentment and fear.
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Mela makes a video call with Anna but is not connected.
"Anna can't be contacted, sister," lamented mela looked at Hanif sitting on the sofa.
"We're going to meet Anna. After my development began to improve," replied hanif cuek while reading a book.
Mela and Hanif have done a religious wedding at the Ibn Battuta Mosque in Nusa Dua Bali. Been witnessed by ma'am Baras and mama Mela. Marriage is simple but makes them both happy.
Marriage like this is dreamed by mela, not a luxurious marriage that is a condition of showing off wealth, but a simple marriage that is a condition of happiness.
After the wedding, Hanif rented an apartment to live in while for two months to keep their dream house in repair.
With the money from his stock game, Hanif plans to open a restaurant branch in Ubud to expand the family business.
What hanif does, mela always supports as long as it is for good.
"Sister, what happened to Anna. My feelings are alarmed," complained melaah mela worried about the condition of her best friend.
"Later I'll call the eagle, I believe the eagle will take good care of anna," Hanif argued.
"So my brother, do not read on, his wife is worried that he will just relax," said sulking.
"Keep I have to how," replied Hanif who was smiling looking at his wife's pouting face.
"You ah!" mela replied still sulking by getting out of the seat.
"This is it first." Hanif tried to pull her hand until she fell on the sofa.
Shifting the sitting position until hugging his wife's body, embracing, and peeling. "That's it, Ngambek. Praying has not."
"Already, it was praying together. How the hell," said mela by nudging the arm about the chest hanif.
"Oh..!" joking hanif by pretending to endure pain in the chest.
"Sister, it's okay," fretfully mela held onto Hanif's chest that was hit by her elbow.
Hanif peeping his wife's lips small. That makes me smile small.
"Any thing, the wife was angry ko even kissed," interrupted mela.
"Let's lose his anger" Hanif replied.
"Let's go to the terrace first, slide ah!" mela with dongkol.
Hanif put a piece of his reading on the table. Attracting Mela to sit in the club.
With a blushing face, embarrassed. Hanif kissed the tip of his wife's black hair unraveling.
"Today's Friday night, gini nights alone on the terrace. If suddenly there was something flying how," the hanif goda that managed to make Mela frightened and hugged her body fearfully.
Mela's tight hug rattled hanif's heart. By pulling her hair to the side. Gently kissing the base of his neck that is sharp makes Mela tickled amused. The increasingly cold night made their bodies both feel warm. Soft sofa becomes a witness of romance.
This morning doctor zain said hanif recovered 90%. For the rest of her recovery, Hanif can do it on her own without a level and without a wheelchair.
A smile emanated from Mela's face. And thanksgiving was thrown from Hanif's lips. Now, without a cane hanif can walk like a normal person.
"Mel, how about we have dinner at this restaurant," Hanif invited by referring to one of the restaurants next to him.
Flamboyant resto with charm
"Hmmm, can. Today Mela is also not ripe, again lazy," refuted Mela cheerfully.
Flamboyant Resto with interior charm as comfortable as your own home and give the impression of a beautiful and green outdoor makes a stay that stops.
"Hemmm, pretty brother. It could be the inspiration for our restaurant design later," said mela when she first entered the room.
"There's an idea," little hanif pinch on mela's nose.
After enjoying lunch. Mela saw from far away the cake display case. Looks like Strawbery Short Cake, really good. I don't know, why lately I want to eat sweet-sweet.
"Sister.." call Mela down.
"Hemm," replied Hanif who was mesih enjoying his meal.
"That's.." point Mela towards the back of the hanif.
The curious Hanif looked back. Hanif did not understand what Mela was pointing at. But he saw a woman he knew standing in front of the cashier's window to order a birthday cake.
Blond woman curls, Navi-colored dress span, high heels shoes, seen from behind, hanif like to know the woman especially when she stands sideways. Alya! Hanif felt nervous, he turned around to face Mela who was still engrossed in looking ahead.
"To be quiet, I want a strawberry short cake," whined Mela who could not contain her desire.
"It must be now yes," asked hanif in surprise.
"No, it has to be now dong. Come on, brother," Mela's whining is getting more and more.
Hanif tried to look back, it turned out that Alya, was no longer there.
"Yes, I'm there" replied Hanif who couldn't bear to hear his wife's talk.
Hanif was waiting in front of the storefront as the attendant picked up his message.
"Excuse me bli, is my card left here?" the woman approached the cashier's desk.
Hanif could not control his past disappointment, and now the woman was in front of him.
"Thank you Bli" Alya said, turning around.
"Sorry brother. It's a big brother's order for his strawberry short cake," the cashier told the hanif who was still glued.
Alya turned her head to look at the man behind who was staring at her as if the man knew her.
"Oh yes. How many?" hanif walked forward to pull out his wallet.
"Hanif." Alya who was stunned to see Hanif was able to walk again without a wheelchair and now looks excited.
"Hemm," replied Hanif coldly.
"How are you?" alya asked nervously and tried to extend her hand to shake hands.
But Hanif refused by putting his right hand in his pants pocket. "Well," said simple hanif.
From a distance Mela saw and approached a woman who was talking to her husband.
"It's nice to meet you" Mela replied interrupting with her husband's arm.
Hanif was surprised to see Mela suddenly being at the side. "She's my wife" Hanif smiled.
"Oh. Nice to meet you too. I am Alya a close friend of hanif, we used to be one campus and one company together, before going out of business and accident," Alya replied to a long story with a little insinuation.
Hanif gulped deeply, because Alya's words were so deep.
