Damar (Not) For Wulan
The Arrival of Selena

I followed Mom's steps, peeking at who was coming. That face was the face I knew, he was excited when he saw me. I breathed a sigh of relief because what came was Selena.

"Sir Wulan, I stopped by before I went home." Selena shakes my hand.

"What do you want to drink?" ask Mother.

"What ajah can, Mom. Selena must be drinking." He pulled his ass over the couch.

"Do you know where this place came from?" I sat next to him.

"Of course from Mami. Oh yes, my friend, the furniture is good. Selena can't go around?" He looks excited.

"Come, come if you want to look around." We both got out of our seats.

"Sir, let's take Mr. Wulan back." She's wheezing. My father responded with a big smile.

"You can do it, Cell." Selena chuckles amusedly.

We went into my room first. He looks around.

"Well, that's really good Mommy said. The windfall is like this, brother."

"Yes, if it wasn't for Aunt Iren, I wouldn't be able to stay in this place, Cell."

"Mas Damar has his own house. If you're married, you'll live there."

"Where's the house?" I didn't know that the man had a home. As much as what his salary to have a home at the age of almost twenty-six years.

"In our old house, the childhood home of the three of us."

"Eh, where is it?"

"In Jakarta as well, but yes that's how it is. Mas Damar said he wanted to stay with his family when he got married. Either he forgot or he didn't."

"So that's the story. I think he bought a house with his own money."

"He also has a lot of money, brother. He secretly shares a stake in a foreign company. Each month the stock price has experienced a significant increase. You don't have to worry about marrying Mas Damar. Must be a nice, comfortable life, just enjoying life on the deathbed." Without a doubt this girl said a taboo thing to talk about.

"Selena!" I am very worried about hearing his words. Although fellow women, still I can not justify it revealed to the surface.

"Heheh, sorry .. keceplosan." He roars the horses.

"We're moving into Mom's room!" yell pulled his arm.

"Izin used to be the same as Brother's parents, later he thought Selena was presumptuous."

"Yes, I go get permission first."

After getting permission from my parents, we went into the room owned by Mom and Dad. Selena's circling the room. She suddenly stopped at Mom's dresser, her gaze fixed on a picture frame displayed on the table.

"It's a picture of little sister Wulan, right?" He grabbed the frame. I nodded briefly.

"Crazy, what Mami really said. It turns out we have always liked to play together since childhood. Look at!" I haven't really seen that photo. I thought it was a picture of my childhood on display.

"Let's see!" I grabbed Selena's photo frame.

I saw a young mother holding my tiny body and a boy, next to her was a young Aunt Iren who held a toddler and a daughter about six years old.

"This you? This is Damar, and Mutia's sister?" Show me that photo. Selena nodded excitedly.

"Geez, Selena didn't think we were that familiar, sister. Let's see Mas Damar's expression! Very gemsin, nyubit his cheek Kak Wulan while smiling with an anxious smile." He took back the photo. Seeing it with sparkling.

"I've never seen this picture. I don't think you have any memories of your time together."

"Why could that be? Brother just found out now?" I'm nodding.

"Maybe I saved it, brother. Not on display."

"Hem, it could be."

"Oh yeah, we're out of here! Move to the new kitchen to the balcony."

"Sister, why not make a planting stove? Ribet very life, make gas stove elpiji old model."

"Mom doesn't know how, Cell. So, how about it again. Nothing make like this, as long as it can be made."

"But it ruins the view, brother. Usually flat, good to keep ticking. It's still a superficial print." Selena regrets the existence of the stove.

"Udah, don't talk about it! We're going to the balcony!" I pushed his back to get out of the kitchen.

I opened the sliding door, let Selena go outside first.

"Well, it's good that this is it." He sat down and enjoyed the view.

"Selena feels at home if you see this tall building, sister. especially if it's night, quite the lights."

"Yes, Damar Pinter chose the location of the apartment."

"Cieee, it's starting to feel like it."

"Shut up, Cell! Ordinary of being, though. I haven't thought of seeing him as a man. Maybe because from the beginning, our meeting wasn't pleasant, so, until now, the luggage was very comfortable if you look at him." My hands were squeezing each other to show annoyance.

"Rarely like it? Mas Damar tuh much favored school teams first, the campus tenments are also even students that he taught. Are you sure you want to take Mas Damar away?"

"Don't talk about him anymore. Eneg long ago." I left Selena, instead of comforting me, she chuckled.

"Lho, where's Selena?" I sat on the couch, grabbed a snack on the table and fed my mouth.

"Wulan, her mother didn't even answer," he cried to my senses.

"On the balcony, Mom. Still feel like he's there." While chewing I answered Mom's question.

"Yes, take the drink there! All those snacks!"

"Males." I'm still upset that Selena's always talking about Damar

"Guil!" snapped Mom.

"Mom, Selena's here." He sat down next to Mom, grabbed a glass and drank the filling.

"It looks like Selena has to go home, Mom, sir, Sister Wulan."

"Cock rush that, son?" Dad started to make a sound.

"Selena stopped by because all of you passed by, Selena just came home from college, sir. The shirt feels sticky."

"Owh, it's appropriate that there is a smell of such wryness," the joke of the Father made Selena laugh.

I drove him home to the lobby. He waved his hand, I replied with something similar. Just as my body turned around, I bumped into someone until the item he was carrying fell on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Without seeing who he was, I picked up the items scattered on the floor. The papers were scattered, one by one I grabbed the sheets of paper, piled them together.

When I stood up, I looked at his face. Swallowing saliva felt heavy and like swallowing a large pebble. My head was down, lucky he hadn't seen my face, he was struggling, busy picking up other things.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally. Here's the paper!" I covered my face with hair so that my face was covered in half.

"Yes, it's okay. Maybe you're in a hurry." He's standing in front of me.

"Why is your face invisible? Shame, huh?" He's the paper in my hand.

"Eum, not really. Sorry, I have to go." I stepped quickly towards the main elevator.

"Wait on! I'll take the elevator too, please don't close the door!" I was wrong, where no one else was here.

"Duh, how about it," I thought.

"Please don't close it!" I tried to hold the button. It was heartless to leave him with files piled up like that. I glanced at him at a glance, it turned out that he was looking at me, our gazes clashing for a split second.

"Hey, that's Elu, isn't it?" His voice made me swallow heavily.