Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 256 Principles
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Arya saw his phone. Call from Dinda. Arya looked out the window for a moment. He was confused whether to answer now or not. She was afraid that Sarah would wake up and make a sound. Arya is afraid that Dinda misunderstood.
“Halo, dear.”, Arya replied briefly.
“Hn.. being outside for a while. A friend came. Because there is an event, so we chat at a cafe near here.”, replied Arya.
“Hn. Any minute. You sleep first. Mama's friends must be old. Don't force. Sleep first, I'll be home soon.”
“Hn. Ja.. Waalaikumsalam.”, Arya replied shutting down her phone.
A taxi approached them, right in front of the sign from the cafe. Arya had already guessed - presumably it was Dimas. And right, the man came out from there and circulated his gaze. From a distance he looks to have been able to know the car in front of him.
Arya immediately got out of the car and waited for Dimas to approach her. Arya did not want to talk and intended to go straight from there without saying anything.
“Sarah, she's depressed. I got the diagnosis from the doctor a few days ago. Most likely she suffered post-mortar depression three years ago. He never received any treatment and maybe he was not aware that he was suffering from it either. The longer the condition gets worse and maybe because of that he continues to feel attached to you.”, explained Dimas to Arya who was about to go behind him.
“For what did you tell me?”, Arya replied.
He had not yet turned his face towards Dimas. He looked a little towards the streets.
“I hope you don't blame him too much.”, Dimas said.
“And let it continue to interfere with my life again?”, said Arya.
“Arya..it is difficult for him to accept that you are not fully attached to him anymore. I know he let you down so many times, but his feelings for you are sincere.”, Dimas said.
“Should we discuss this? Any more? You just said she was depressed after a miscarriage, right? Who's pregnant with her child? Me? No. She's pregnant with your son. Oh*.. should we discuss this? That was your life and her. She choke you. And now you want me to understand? He tried to ruin my marriage. He met Dinda several times and talked about all the bullshit. I must understand?”, Arya said letting out her high tone. He held himself back several times not to vent his anger by hitting the windshield.
Arya took a few breaths because these two people never let herself breathe.
Dimas could only be silent.
“Do not think, I brought her here without Dinda because I still have feelings for her. No, totally wrong. I just don't want you to go to the hospital just because of Sarah. You bring her home. Solve your problem. And get the hell out of my life.”, said Arya staring at Dimas sharply before leaving them.
Arya stepped forward towards the grazing ojek located opposite the Cafe. The man no longer looked back. He called one of the ojek and rode it.
“Sh*t.”, said Dimas hit the car door with his fist.
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“Arga, you want above or below?”, asked Ibas to Arga who was watching Dito play the game console owned by Ibas.
“Where aja, mas. I can sleep even on the floor. So just relax.”, reply Arga who is still confused with both.
Ibas and Dito are very familiar with him. However, Arga felt like there was a gap between them. Ibas and Dito, both the same - the same born in the neighborhood. The atmosphere of the Arga room is much different from the Ibas room.
In every corner of Ibas' room, there is a Gundam that Arga had long desired. there is even one small shelf containing live figures of game characters to clear anime - obviously also a favorite of the majority of teenage boys.
Arga noticed all of that. He knows he can't think that. He had already earned a life that was far from decent even though he did not have a father figure. But, even though Arga understands that, there is still a little side where he dreams of the privilege owned by Ibas.
Ibas also has an older brother figure like Arya who can be relied upon. While Arga, at a very young age he must be a male figure that must be relied upon in his home.
“Arga? Arga?”, call Ibas who sees Arga pensive.
“Oh? Yes mas... sorry sorry.”, he said.
“What are you thinking about? So serious. Dito, switch dong. Or playing battle. Arga only got a turn once, loh.”, said Ibas while tidying up his bed.
Although he was famous for being very spoiled with the help of Bi Rumi, but when there were cousins staying at his house, he must have been the foremost to entertain them in his room.
Now Ibas is taking an extra bolster in the closet for use by Dito and Arga.
“Gapapa. I am not very good at the game console. Want to see Dito play first to understand.”, said Arga berbasa - stale refused. In my heart, I want to play it.
“Do not. You should play too. Or later often - often play here, yes. Not just because they were invited. Whenever, if you want to play together again, we play together, yes.”, said Ibas invite him.
His gaze is very friendly. He even patted Arga on the back and sat down beside her after the bed preparation for the three of them tonight was done. Ibas room is quite large, although not as wide as having Arya which is renovated.
Arga smiled as he nodded.
“Arga, mba Dinda was really never dating?”, asked Dito arrived - arrived random.
“Woy, random very you ask him. It was discussed.”, said Ibas throwing a sofa pillow towards Dito.
“Ya.. mumpung there is Arga, it's a prank just ask.”, said Dito looking for - find a reason.
“Iya. Mba Dinda has never dated.”, replied Arga.
“Those deketins? Time does not exist. Mas Arya aja bend the knee with mba Dinda.”, asked Dito again.
“Hahaha... Is that so? In the past when Dinda went to college, there were indeed some seniors or friends who approached to come home. But yes it is. Mba Dinda responds only to formality. Not further to what relationship - what.”, replied Arga.
“Why? Not handsome huh?”, asked Dito.
“Hahahaha. But mba Dinda ...”, Arga is silent.. He was confused to answer.
“Already - already.. Don't have to answer. The Dito. If you are curious, ask directly.”, said Ibas.
“Whose name? Mba Dinda?”, asked Dito to make sure.
“Oh.engga dong. His apprentice. Mas me, your majesty king.”, said Ibas with a little input phrase hyperbole.
“Ah engga ah... although familiar with Arya, sometimes horrified also.”, said Dito.
“Hahahahha. I meet almost every day. Ah.. especially if you remember the incident. Hah... really yes mas Arya. rich aura that can be from where. Papa's feelings are not all that.”, said Ibas shook his head - shaking his head in light of yesterday's events. Even the fur sat until it stood up.
“Mas Arya what? No - no, what are you?”, asked Dito to rectify the question.
“Ah.. udah... do not want to be remembered - remember again.”, said Ibas.