White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Interlater Year

Days change, weeks go by, months go by and years go by.

Nine years have passed since Kara was in New York.

Having a business education at Manhattan college, Kara has now regained her confidence.

With above average intelligence that he has inherited from Radhi, Kara was in fact able to complete her S2 there when she was twenty-eight years old.

In fact, he graduated two years ago from Manhattan college, but he is reluctant to go home and has not had the readiness to get back to face his painful past.

Today is the day of his return to Indonesia. After she prepared herself, Kara stepped confidently, walking the road to John F International Airport. Kennedy, new York City.

A strong determination and a devious plan neatly arranged in the brain of a Kara. But for God's sake, only he and God know.

*******

A twenty-five-year-old girl was staring at the view from behind the translucent glass in her room.

Nine years he had a very monotonous day. All his activities, he lived no more than just mandatory activities.

He spent nine years with a lot of emotions.

Mountainous regret, anger at yourself, a burning longing, and torture that is increasingly rooted in his heart, making Dita almost like an undead who is forced to act in such a way.

Confiscated.....

Yep. That woman is Dita. At the age of twenty-five years, apparently he has harbored a sense in the man he has played with, he hurt his psychic, he hurt his pride, he broke his ego.

Kara's......

Kara is a figure that means so much to Dita. But unfortunately, Dita only realized after the man disappeared. Treating her trauma to savagery Dita nine years ago.

Dita regrets.

Dita wants to go back to how she used to be.

Being aware that the taste Kara used to have, she also felt it.

Unfortunately...... Be late.

There is a pain in knowing that nine years ago, it really had a negative impact on Kara.

If you know this, Dita will not do it just because of a wad of money and popularity as Miss beauty in school.

The sound of notifications on his phone, making Dita dragged from the flow of his daydream. For a moment Dita felt lazy to open the phone.

Unfortunately........

He was afraid that it was important news from one of his friends.

A message notification from an unknown number. Unsuspecting, Dita opened the message.

'I'm back, lonthe.

Haha.....

I can't wait to play you like you used to play me, to the point of impacting my downfall and smudging my image.

Enjoy the last seconds of your happiness before the disaster really hits you'

The short message did not stop making Dita suddenly limp.

Does that mean........ Kara sent him a message?

Has he returned?

And the tears flowed back into the river, flooding Dita's beautiful face with tears.

*******

brackish.....

Accidentally, a woman collides with a man with his athletic body.

For a moment, the woman's body was glued to look at the familiar eyes in her eyes.

The woman's breath held for a few seconds. Until the man issued a curse and swearing which of course was aimed at the woman.

"You're blind, huh?".

Hardik Kara on Hanum.

Yes, they are Kara and Hanum.

Fate has reunited them after nine years.

Hanum wanted to cheer in excitement as he passed Kara. No matter that their meeting can be said, memorable is not good.

Hanum happy.

Hanum's proud.

Hanum.

Hanum felt euphoria and was among the scattered cherry blossoms.

Hanum's unblinking eyes stared at a tall, tall man with such a dazzling complexion.

His lips opened showing his mortality to the figure.

"Hey stupid. Are you blind? Also deaf?".

Kara's baritone voice drags Hanum from the reverie dimension to the world of reality.

Revelations.

Hanum fluttered and felt his heart wanting to escape from his chest cavity for a moment.

"Ka.... Kara's sister?".

Oh jesus. Hanum never dreamed as a sign before, that Hanum would meet again with Kara.

Kara seemed to be frowning deeply.

"You know me?".

"certain. I'm Hanum Kinara. Hanum who once asked for chocolate that had been lying on the floor because of Dita.

Nine years ago.

God, I never thought I'd see you again, brother.".

Dita can no longer hide the hue of happiness.

Kara's......

The handsome man with that myriad of charms, became bad in his mood as Dita's name roared in his ears.

There was a long-formed hatred in the corner of his heart. Hatred looks like burning coals.

"You...... Women are the same.

Hanum or whoever you are, get out of my sight".

The word is so cynical.

Hanum who realizes and understands Kara's cynicism factor, understands.

"Eh? What's my fault with you, brother?".

"I'm not your brother".

Kara passed away from before Hanum.

His tone of voice was so cold.

It did not care about Hanum's shrill cry.

No matter the astonished looks of the other visitors.

No matter what phone he dropped when his body was slightly shaken when he collided with Hanum.

Hanum Kinara's.

The twenty-five-year-old woman, trying to pursue Kara with fatigue, intends to return Kara's phone.

No matter the pity of the other visitors.

Unfortunately, Kara just walked away regardless.

Just watch out later.

When Hanum meets again with Kara, Hanum will make sure......

Kara must have thanked him.

When that time comes, Akan Hanum makes the arrogant Kara love him for the sake of his cellphone.

'Truly sucks.'

Hanum grumbling.

Until an hour has passed.

"Num......".

Cousin Hanum arrives from Kalimantan.

Hanum's intention was to pick up his cousin who intended to come to the capital. However, an unexpected encounter with Kara, makes Hanum lose his focus until unaware of his cousin, Sasa has arrived.

"Eh, sa.... I'm sorry. I'm not focused".

For a moment they held each other.

Channeling longing because long time no see.

"What's wrong.

What the hell are you thinking? Is there a serious problem?".

Hanum shook his head firmly.

"I met a guy I like.

Apparently, he just arrived from New York.

The last thing I heard about him nine years ago, he went to New York".

"Oh yeah? Oh my.....

Could you guys be fooling?".

"May be so".

"By the way, do you still like it? You're not serious?

Wasn't your last meeting nine years ago?".

"Yes, you're right.

But I still feel that feeling.

Each beat of my heart was jolting as our eyes rubbed against each other.

I don't care what it's gonna be like.

Clearly, God would not be able to give the opportunity to meet twice if not a match".

Thus was Hanum's conviction, so strong was the determination that he strung together in his belief.

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