Andara's Revenge
Stay For Me

For my requests that you often grant, I ask that you stay here.

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After the departure of Andara and Kaluna, Natha's tense face gradually melted and the girl laughed mockingly towards Kin. "Buset, yes! You two are ngaku temenan but stiff very like the outskirts of a scab. Act natural, dong."

Kin returned the gaze to the television. The stiffness he had was a completely natural action, without being made up. How about natural acting? He stood up and took Natha away. "Copy, yuk."

Taken like that, Natha looked astonished. "Don't you just say you want to play at home?" her question was astonished, but a second later Natha chuckled again. "Oh, want to see Andara turns out. You are still a diesel engine!"

Kin exhaled with a huff of breath. "It's not a diesel or baseball thing, Nath. You wouldn't understand if you weren't in my position. Ugh, ah, yuk."

Kin stepped out followed Natha. He steered the car towards the residential gate, past the security guard post. The heavy traffic even made Kin even quieter. He had not moved all this time not because of cowardice or needing to be heated up. He restrains all the foolish desires that exist because he is trying to appreciate Andara. During knowing Andara, he knew that the girl always covered her feelings. As if discussing the contents of the heart is something fatal. Once twice he found Andara trying to deny his own feelings, such as during the Coca-Cola tragedy. You can smile after watering Buana, but actually the girl's soul is crying and all of that finally comes out when they are in Splash.

"Gue's back tomorrow, Nath," Kin murmured as the black car parked at the coffee shop.

"Highly fast to return?" natha protest. "What's your goal back to Jakarta, anyway? Shitting what?"

"Cerewet," Kin replied as he pushed the glass door framed with dark wood. They were heading to a part of the place they often sat in. "Ntar if Deni asks, don't tell me from your house, yes."

Natha is getting sniggering. "How much do you dare strike? Bvlgari Omnia aja nongol from the start of the creation to the verdict."

"Gue buy coffee, Nath."

"Lazy! Generosity."

Kin looked fierce. "When did you become a matre?"

"Matre is the right of all nations, Kin." Natha put the bag then sat on a high stool that could be used to dangle the legs. "Deni really want to come here?"

Kin did not reply, only pointing towards the entrance that two people had come to. There's Deni and Diska there. They're getting closer to Kin's desk.

"Two of them?" deni asked and Kin answered with a nod.

"Where is Andara?" Diska asked in serious mimicry, there was no element of joking, but Natha instead desperately held back a laugh. "Why?" he wondered to see Natha's reaction.

Natha chose to hunch over while glancing at Kin. The guy chuckled at him. "I didn't talk, Diska, yeah," said Natha.

Diska who does not understand then observes Natha and Kin alternately. "Why, anyway?" ask again.

Deni rubbed his lover's shoulder slowly which never got an answer, either from Kin or Natha. "Now, don't think about it, Beb. Later if you think, can pass S3."

Diska replied to Deni's joke by sneering. "Yes, because Kin said he wanted to take Andara. We haven't seen him for a long time either" Diska replied, still trying to figure out why Kin and Natha reacted so strangely when she asked about Andara.

Deni took a deep breath and tried to speak slowly so that Diska understood the condition. "Beb, those two are ... broken up."

"Continue?" Diska raised an eyebrow and looked at the faces of the three people who were as cool as her. "So that's fine, isn't it? The breakup is fine too, right? Yeah, there's no harm in being good friends, too, dong."

Natha sipped the hot coffee that the waiter had just delivered, then smiled wryly. "The reality is, it's not that simple, Dis. Friendship between the two former people can occur if between them there is actually never any affection or .. one of them is still dear," explained Natha. "Oh, or, lest both of them still love but prestige. It could also be," he added flickering amusedly towards Kin.

"Nath," admonished sullen Kin.

"Eh, I don't have a crush, yeah!"

Being made clear like that even made Kin cluck back. He had asked Natha to come home because he wanted to invite Andara to join Deni and Diska. However, Andara instead wants to go to the hospital with her sister Buana. That's what Andara is to Buana. Kin knew you were always in the hospital every day. What's his name if not, baby? If only friends, the frequency of visiting a friend at least once twice, not every day. "This case is different. One is still dear, the other is also still dear .. dear the other ex, he means."

Diska just grimaced hearing Kin's answer. "Have you asked yet? Or just an assumption?"

"Assumptions are also based, really. I'll use a series of observations."

"Yes, still the name of the heart of people, we will not know if it is not spoken directly, Kin."

Kin silently heard Diska's reply. Yeah, hell. All are just his observations. However, Andara also showed no signs of wanting to discuss their relationship. Do you still need to ask you to speak four eyes or let the past be passed?

"Udah, ah. You don't have to be so scuffed, Kin!" cela Natha's. "Look over here, we're wefie first."

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Andara flicked her hands up for a few times when Irvin told her from behind the studio glass that her phone was ringing again. He lazily held the object after the trip this morning by accident he found Kin's face on Natha's Snapgram. In the photo are Natha, Kin, Diska and Deni. The four of them looked familiar, but Andara did not know why her heart did not accept. Last time, he became part of that fourth person. Now, he could only sit down to be a spectator.

Since this morning, Rossa is still trying to contact him and send the same message as yesterday. Shortly after Rossa, Roni also contacted him. Why is the couple so upsetting? Andara chose to ignore the incoming phones especially those whose numbers she did not recognize.

Today, he broadcast at ten o'clock right after the TiTa Duo broadcast. The campus is still off so that after the broadcast later you can return to the hospital again. Before leaving, Kaluna repeatedly asked him to promise to come again.

"Ra, hape lo it's noisy! You have credit card debt what is KTA, anyway?" Irvin emerges from the studio door as he plays the song.

"Your son is very much like a nitizen!" andara Cibir. "Let's do it, am I silent."

"Shaking it still feels, my table is already like an earthquake," replied Irvin while lifting his phone that shimmered, showing the phone coming in from a foreign number. "No, look someone's still calling."

Irvin manyun shut the door. Youara had a small laugh to see the laugh laugh from the face of the guy, his attention then turned to Twitter Best FM. He wanted to read the incoming request.

"101 Best FM, The Best Hits Radio Station. From the collection of Reload which is still well known by Besties, Sheila On 7 - Secret Adoration. Is it true that at the end of 2019 there are still some of you who worship people secretly? Because the thought of falling in love with people who will not be possible to have, finally choose to hold aja." Andara chuckles. "A lot of like, huh? But .. people won't know how you feel if you don't tell me, Besties. So it all comes back to you, anyway. Tell or not, that's a choice. As if you think too, don't let it be too late and you're so sorry."

"Well, I'd like to read the request on Best FM's Twitter. Make Winda and Kiki who asked Sheila On 7, already playing yes. Don't be upset again, it already wants 2020 keleus," he said while throwing the mouse down.

"Hello, Wita. How are you doing? You asked Maroon 5 the Memories. Cielah, still remember the same memory of the past what how, huh? Moving on is difficult indeed. Sometimes, people you like have moved, but your heart is still on the same as her."

You laugh amusedly while raising Memories songs to the top playlist while continuing to read existing tweets.

"There's also Indra. Woy, Bro! Tumben?" sapanya while reading the continued Indra tweet. "Say he wants word that vocalist Marionette..."

Andara's eyes widened to read the latest incoming post. The message was too long, and Andara's head suddenly turned. He turned to Irvin with a look for help. The guy immediately read the tweet that entered through his computer and then moved to tell the broadcaster in the middle room. The TiTa duo who were there immediately jumped up from where they were sitting, turning their head towards the studio.

Andara muttered in disbelief. His jaw was wide open but the sound of him could not come out, while the accompanying song kept spinning. He can see the shadow of Bang Rodi is out of the Station Manager room. The man had also ruffled his waist, about to reprimand the announcer for the long silent pause.

A drop of clear grain descended on Andara's face and his sobbing escaped. The other shafts lunged at the defense and he lost, gurgling in front of the microphone that was still on. He could not say anything, his neck was suffocating.

Tata pushed the studio door, took over Andara's broadcast. The guy embraces it while pulling the mic.

"Besties, I'm Tata. I want to tell you that just our friend, our friend, one of the proud vocalists of Indiebest, Buana Universe has returned to the side of Allah SWT. May his worship be accepted by God and all sins be blotted out. We from the Best FM extended family are deeply saddened and deeply lost" explained Tata and played the Memories song on the list.

The guy hugged your head that was bowed limp. "Patience, Ra. You must be a professional, yes. Breathe in, breathe in."

In fact, you can't be professional. It was hard not to be shaken to accept the news. Yesterday night he was still talking to Buana, still asking the guy to get up and get well, still laughing with Kaluna while discussing them.

This can't be happening.

He finished the broadcast curiously. His body was like without a soul when Tata was transported and Tirto was also another broadcaster who wanted to worship. And you feel something is wrong. I don't know what it is, he feels all awkward.

The passing vehicles look like a gloomy round of silent film. Time runs narrow and squeezes the lungs. His breathing became increasingly crowded when they reached a house in South Jakarta. Visitors are seen crowded in the Mediterranean-style house. Chairs lined the courtyard and began to fill with people.

His legs trembled as he passed through the neatly curved white wooden door. Andara shakes her head. A sad and sad face is there. His gaze toward someone who was laid in the middle of the space. Your heart has sagged to the ankle, hitting the strength of its establishment. He moved in a daze, closing himself in that direction.

He still could not believe the news coming, but in front of his own eyes he saw Kaluna crying while calling out to Buana. The guy just kept quiet and slept. This time, however, his sleep was longer. Very long. Very very long. Andara is convinced that the boy will never wake up again from his hibernation.

He fell down beside Buana, opposite Kaluna. His throat was still sore and stuck. In order to say a single word, he tried his hardest.

"B-mom," he called out as he swept Buana as closely as possible. Bandages all over Buana's body were opened, the body was covered in dark batik cloth. Andara looked at Buana and the face looked brighter than usual. Although there are bruises on the temples, on the tip of the nose and lips, there is a dashing charisma that does not fade. The face with the hard jaws and sharp eyes he once admired was half dead.

Andara rubbed Buana's cheek. Guys with iris eyes that can make people down when stared at. He wants to be stared at by Buana again. He wanted to see a smile full of prestige on this face. Youara bit her lips and her pain pierced her into her heart. The storm grew more intense in his eyes, each time it was rubbed, coming more severe.

"Mr." Andara held Buana's hand. Wish the guy grasped as hard as he used to. However, that hand was just a cold hand with no strength. A hand that does not react to anything even when it has been touched.

Andara shook her head strongly. He wanted to wake Buana. Didn't he ask that guy to wake up yesterday? Mom doesn't listen?

"Ra, be patient."

Someone rubbed his shoulder. Andara. There's Vina over there. Then this isn't a dream? Andara wishes it was a dream. He clasped Buana's hand, kissing the index finger that from yesterday was the only way to touch the guy. Tear drops increasingly flooded on his cheeks, Andara until difficulty breathing.

"Master, wake. Mrs."

He remembered what he said to Buana that afternoon. He asks Buana to go as far as the guy can and Buana actually leaves. Not to Mars, not to Pluto, Buana goes farther than that.

Andara was full of regrets. He cursed his mouth completely sharp and his vow that the sky heard. Because Buana will not come back. Her mother had already passed her request, gone far away and would never return.

Andara shook her head many times, her tears falling in all directions. He wants Buana back. He wants Buana back. He does not want to be left out again. Did God not hear his hopes and words in the hospital? Why is it that is granted even the evil hope? Why is the good hope that Buana will recover not be granted?

"Please wake up."

"Please, Buana."

"Wake, Buana!" roar Andara and all felt dark, his body collapsing on the spot.

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Last time Madam Hadiati sent this photo to me. He said Buana and Andara were his favorite couple.

I also like Buana. I love the way Buana privileged Andara on several occasions. However, there are some attitudes Buana is not good. That's human actually.

For the uninitiated, introduce me to Nadya. Often said Emak Tiri the same as the readers. 😆

Which cry where does it sound? Who is happy where does it sound?