Beloved Enemy
Chapter 8
Angga delivered Ara to his room, and again the lightning sounded this time the sound was very loud. Ara was getting scared, she was afraid that the lights would turn out like that.
" Temenin I bang, you sleep here huh ! I'm really scared.! " Saying begged
Angga quietly did not answer Ara's request, she was worried about this girl but she was afraid if she could not control her man's soul, especially if she remembered the incident that almost done her.
" Bang !" Call Ara again
She could not bear to see Ara's frightened face so she would not want to sleep in one room with Ara.
He nodded and they entered.
" I slept in a chair !" Ara nodded
A few hours passed and Ara began to fall asleep. But unlike Angga he did not sleep at all until 02:00 in the morning he was still awake.
Sometimes he looked at the beautiful face of his wife, and every time he looked at the face of Ara that was when he could not close his eyes, because the shadow of Ara always overshadowed his eyes.
At exactly 02:15, he fell asleep
On the long sofa that was in Ara's room.
The night just goes by, there are no lights off, the rain has subsided the lightning no longer makes a sound.
Two pairs of people have awakened. This time Ara first woke up, he looked around his turns Angga was still asleep on the long sofa.
Ara intends to make breakfast for Angga as a thank you, for delivering her to the Maya doctor, also to thank him for accompanying her all night.
Finished cleaning himself he went straight to the kitchen to make a makeshift breakfast for Angga.
Because her cooking ability was minimal, so she only cooked potluck.
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Angga woke up staring around him looking for the whereabouts of Ara.
For not finding where Ara was he came out to look for her.
And it turned out that the girl was in the kitchen cooking meat fried rice.
" What cooking ?" Leaning herself in the kitchen cupboard
" Fried meat rice!''
" Can I help you ?''
" It's over, let's eat !" Take Ara who walks first.
They sat facing each other enjoying the food in front of him, all silent until the food ran out.
" What time do we leave ? "
" I took a shower ! " Say Angga cuek
" Any Brother "reply Ara cengenesan
" Don't call me Brother !! I was worried about "walking into her own room.
" Prepared dear" said Ara slightly shouting
Walking Angga smiled hearing Ara's words. I don't know why she feels happy if Ara calls her affectionately.
Likewise with Ara he was also happy because today he would go home, and meet his mother and father.
He prepared the need to be there even though it was only 2 days but he already looks excited.
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10 Minutes Angga came down to Ara who was already in front, waiting for him from earlier.
" It's been a long time !" Reprove her while singing her lips
" No need to know if I am afraid !" Angga's spontaneous speech made Ara embarrassed, her cheeks reddened like a boiled crab.
Angga turned on the horn for Ara to enter immediately.
Arriving in the car Ara even seduces her husband "caliph also is okay" while singing her lips to look at Angga
" Don't ngarep !!" Angga never once looked at Ara, he drove his car towards the highway.
" To grandfather's house first yes, I want to take Lina with Nanda !"
"My foster son, his story is long !"
Angga nodded and immediately turned towards the street of grandfather's house.
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Arriving at Grandpa Ara's house directly entered without knocking on the door.
" The habit of entering does not say hello" said grandfather
" Assalamualaikum's chat. Good morning, dear grandfather!" Cipika-cipiki on grandpa. Angga went to greet Grandpa and sat down next to Grandpa
" Lina equals Nanda where's cake ? " Say Ara again
" In room !"
" Ok" said Ara passed leaving behind grandfather and Angga
Angga and grandfather also chatted with each other about their business, grandfather looks very happy because he always connected if chatting with Angga.
" It was so cool talking. What the fuck is ?" The voice of Ara that suddenly appeared
" You won't understand our conversation !! but grandpa hopes you're interested." Grandfather sincerely looked at Ara
" If so we go first, cake, take care of the health of the cake !!" Angga said to greet grandfather
" We go first cake "Ara hugs Grandpa's body and follows Lina and Nanda
" Beware of you..!!"
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In the car Ara and her two foster children chatted with each other, while Angga was just focusing on driving.
Actually Angga is very curious about these two children, do not know why since his meeting earlier he felt familiar with the two faces of this boy.
" Sister. is it true that papa if we come ?" Lina said, she was afraid that her presence would be rejected in the big family of Ara
" Be calm, dear, mother and father are good people ! They must be happy if you're there. !" Ara calmed them down
'' but Nanda was afraid of brother "
" Why afraid ? We'll have fun there so there's no need to be afraid. Yes, Brother Angga "
Angga just nodded and smiled looking at Ara
The long journey that almost took 6 hours to end has passed Angga safely.
They had already arrived at Magelang city
Ara immediately went down to greet both hands of her parents and hugged longing for her father and mother.
"Honey here why not tell me first" said mother with still hugging ara
"Your son is a habit. Nek muleh ora ono news" said father stroked Ara's head.
" In my ghost "call looking for Angga.
The new gogga got out of the car and brought Ara's luggage.
Lina and Nanda just tailed behind Angga as they did not dare to look at the fierce-looking father's face.
"I'm seng nang buri anake sopo ga ?" I kept staring at the two frightened boys.
" Ayeah Ara forgot.This is Ara Bun's foster son, yeah. Her name is Lina and Nanda!" Father and mother looked at each other in wonder
"Ah her name is ayu fit kanggo kotak ayu" said the mother approached herself towards nanda and Lina
"Bun we weren't told to go in this !!" Rajuk Ara's
"Ah Iyo lali, Lina Nanda let's go!" Take the mother to hold both Lina and Nanda's hands.
They immediately rest in their respective places, because of their arrival at night
Ara has returned to the room that is always missed. room full of memories where she used to sleep accompanied by the mother.
in this room, too, witnesses where Ara began to know the name of the first love that was ever present in the Middle Ages.
but unfortunately the love was clapping one hand because only Ara felt it herself, but it was not a problem.