Will Never Let You Go
Can't Move On

"Why are you, Nduk?" After a week, tonight Pak Narto tried to ask his daughter who lately looks like a lazy person to live.

"It's okay, really. Why are you asking that?" Ara pretended not to know. He forgot who he was talking to. His parents. Two people who understood him long before he knew himself.

"Beautiful, Nduk." Mother chimed. "You are not concerned either. Darma, huh? I've never heard again you call her to malem."

Ara's hand movements that were peeling the orange peel came to a halt. His desire to eat the orange fruit was gone already. He gulped. Staring at his parents confused as to what to say.

"He's a rich man. It's rich, though. It hard. Yeah, right, Mom?" Mr. Narto asked his wife for approval and immediately answered a nod. "It's better if the way is worth it. Let us fight together later. Got nothing of it, yeah, sweat results together."

"Yes, really." Again Miss Ata confirmed the words of her husband. "Repot really serious. I don't want you to say you like nyadong, but don't ask. I thought I was sick at the time. Sininya, you know, which is not good to be given a lot of stuff." The woman pointed at her chest.

Ara's heart melos. Could it be that the silence of his parents during this time was not because he agreed to have a relationship with Darma, but to simply please his daughter? And now, as she falls in the same hole as Darma's grandmother's disapproval, Ara gets a verbal slap from her parents.

Maybe it should have been this way. Ara should also be aware that since the beginning of the wall that was built when she was with Darma was much higher when compared to when she was with Eagle first.

"Sad you can, but don't drag on. Your path is long. There's still college you should think about." Advice from father.

Ara's eyes heated up, while her parents now refocused on a television screen that was not at all interesting to her. "I'm sleepy" his alibi wasn't strong in that place.

His father and mother said nothing. Maybe you know that Ara needs some time to be alone.

The girl immediately nodded as soon as her body slammed into the bed. Shortness is not playing when reality and the people closest to him do not take sides.

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" .... Your path is long ...."

Yes, his father's words were true. However, what if the path he treads has the shadow of Darma who always follows him?

A year has passed, but in fact the memory of Darma is not fading, but it is becoming clearer.

"Happy birthday, Mommy."

In fact, in the midst of her busy life as a new student, Ara still remembers every little thing about Darma. The girl smiled smirkily. Soon he removed the name of the man who had just been written on the dewy windowpanes from the rain this afternoon.

His daydreams broke when his sister came from the inside while nagging.

"Sir, there's a guest. Kok, not built," Gusti said as he turned the door knob.

The brothers had been petrified to see who came in when the rain was still falling rapidly.

Eagle and Ajeng.

"Go in first, Mas," said Ara welcome.

The eagle smiled. Looking towards Ajeng, then holding the woman's hand to enter.

Ara could only thin her lips looking at him.

After the two guests sat down and they chatted for a while, Ajeng opened his bag and thrust out a beige rectangular-shaped paper with batik patterns in the four corners to the front of Ara.

"Marriage invitation?" tanya Ara looked at the two people in front of her alternately.

"Yes, I'm the same way you want to get married. I hope you come, yes, Ra," said the Eagle.

Ara hesitated to recite the words of her former lover. Especially considering Ajeng who used to think of him as a rival.

"We are both adults. It doesn't feel bad if it's still a debate about things that should not be debated. I'm sorry, Ra." Suddenly, Ajeng reached out.

Honestly, Ara was surprised not to play. Moreover, Gusti who was clearly his eyes had glared. Perhaps if Ara did not nudge him, his sister still endured with her overly honest expression.

Ara replied to Ajeng's hand. They shake hands in a split second.

Because there are still many affairs, the bride-to-be chose to say goodbye.

"Don't forget the dateng, yeah, Ra. Gusti too," said Eagle before leaving the terrace of Ara's house, then get into his car.

"I do it" replied Ara soberly.

His brain was still fixated on the Ajeng speech which he thought. There's still a lot more important than thinking about people from his past who now look very happy. Contrary to her who is still so-so.

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Hello three million readers. Mending up diligently but a little bit what is rare but immediately long as before?