HI EX! Our Story is Not Finished
Chapters 10. Farez, Azhar, And Seren

..."The past is not an obstacle to move into the future, it can be used as a framework to achieve a beautiful future."...

..._Hi Ex!_...

In the room that seemed very masculine with neatly arranged items, a young man was sitting on his desk chair while looking at the polaroid in his hands.

He smiled, "you've changed a lot, I didn't even recognize you when we first met again after 4 years had passed." The man gently rubbed a picture of a girl with a charming smile.

"Cool, I miss you" he murmured softly, then kissed the picture of the sweet girl.

Chequelek

The young man hurriedly hid the polaroid image he had held earlier by slipping it in one of the books.

"Bang Azhar, what's wrong?"

"Do you want to go? Mumpy Sunday night."

The young man got out of his chair, opened the closet and picked up the jacket. "Come, bosen's been home all day."

Azhar and her younger brother, Farez, both walked together. It has become routine if every Sunday night Azhar and Farez will go together to just hang out in angkringan or cafe hits in that special city.

"Javas, Azhar." The mother called both. The brothers stopped, waiting for Andita to walk towards them.

"Where are you going?" Asked the middle-aged woman when she saw her children's clothes that seemed relaxed but neat and fragrant.

"Cariin son-in-law for mother," said Azhar as she lowered her eyebrows.

Andita laughed softly, then gently hit the eldest child. "You're a wayward son, PHP-in your ungodly mother."

Farez just laughed to see the older brother round his eyes in fear of his mother's words.

"Joking Mom, but if you really get a potential ghost for mom, that's okay. Who knows Azhar's lucky."

"Oh, oh, my mother is dizzy when you fantasize. You are 32 years old, from the first PHP-in mother. No one wants to be bullied" Andita taunted her eldest son.

Azhar exhaled slowly, "girls today are hard to get, she wants so much. Dizziness Azhar, Javas aja deh who first ngasi mother ghost. Azhar caved, Javas already has a girlfriend."

Farez widened his eyes, and accepted the young man to be the result of his older brother. "Kok Javas, Javas doesn't have a girlfriend yet. Javas will not marry before Bang Azhar first marriage, kasian already want grandparents not married, want to be weathered bujang."

Azhar looked at her only child sister, "it's good to know Grandpa's brother, let alone a weathered bujang, still handsome gini too." Confident Azhar while combing her hair with fingers.

Farez rolled his eyeballs lazily, his brother's confidence level was indeed outrageous, rather than dizziness serve better silence.

"That's what your sister said. The brother had to marry first, after all the mother did not agree that Javas was the same centile girl who usually likes to cumin everywhere. I want my daughter-in-law to be Serena, beautiful, pinter, career woman, kind, friendly, another one she is from small is indeed less attention from her family, but Seren can be a great girl now, she is very, the boy is grown without his father. May Seren always be happy, may a man who is not like his father, who sincerely loves that sweet girl." Andita looked far ahead, the middle-aged woman then realized from her delusion.

He looked at his two silent sons, then patted Farez and Azhar on the shoulders. "Mom hope you are responsible men, do not hurt women, because without a woman you cannot exist in this world. You have to respect and respect women, love them as sincerely as you love you."

Farez was speechless, "whether, consciously or not I seemed to have once made a woman hurt, ignoring her, as if only she needed me. It turns out I'm that bad, sorry Mom, I hurt a woman and it's Seren the woman my mother wanted to be her daughter-in-law, the woman who didn't get her father's attention and affection" Inner Farez, said, He looked at the smiling mother in front of him.

"Well, at 20:00, you said you wanted to walk?"

Azhar stared at the watch that was coiled around her wrist. "Well, I'm talking, I can't have a good daughter-in-law."

Andita stared flatly at the joke of her eldest son. "See, yaudah hastily departed, do not forget to go home."

Azhar laughed, while Farez shook his head at the behavior of the older brother who often teased their mother. In the house, Farez and Azhar live with their parents. But Farez's father was having some business with the community in the housing complex so they didn't meet his father.

"Well, what motorbike would you like to ride?" Farez asked Azhar who was waiting for him on the fence of their house.

"Motor, let's get some fresh air."

Farez nodded his head, then he picked up the motor in his garage and ran and stopped in front of Azhar.

Azhar gets on the bike, the two brothers finally leave their home to spend their Sunday night hanging out outside.

"Javas, you know Seren?" What kind of question was that, Farez was a little surprised, lucky that he was currently driving and wearing a helmet, so Azhar did not see the expression on his face.

"Woi!" Upset Azhar hit his sister's shoulder slowly.

"Why bang? I'm driving again, we'll have an accident."

Azhar clucked softly, if only they were not on the road now, maybe Azhar would directly hit her annoying sister's head.

"Gue nanya, you know Seren huh?"

"Where do you assume I know Seren?" Farez asked back, the man did not want his brother to know if he and Seren knew each other, even Seren was his former lover, or maybe still his lover until now.

"Gue nebak doang, because after me, Seren was studying at the same university, the same school and the same age, right?"

"The vas?"

"Perhaps, I don't remember him too much" said the man, looking blankly at the street. The sound of a simple horn there, understand the Sunday night many people who want to spend their weekend outside.

The motorbike driven by Farez and Azhar finally arrived in front of a cafe that has interesting musical decorations, many albums from the 90s are displayed there.

The two brothers walked into the cafe. Quite crowded tonight, visible from almost the entire table and chairs there are already filled.

Farez and Azhar decided to order their favorite drink, and they sat in one of the outdoor spots directly facing the sky.

"Javas, Azhar, how are the brothers?"

A man who was quite old but still looked cool with his appearance was approaching the two. "Bang Refan, good Bang."

"Bang Refan how are you?" Azhar asked the man named Refan who was one of the owners of the cafe they visited.

"Gue Alhamdulillah, how?"

Farez and Azhar looked at each other, both clueless as to what Refan was asking.

Refan chuckles, the two brothers are indeed very compact, ranging from style to their minds almost in line.

"Still your singles?" Farez stared flat at Refan, while Azhar scratched at his nape that was not itchy so he did not understand what to answer.

"Don't hang on for a long time, your mother's father already wants to have a ghost," joked Refan as he patted the shoulders of the brother and sister.

"Cool?" Farez muttered, the man looked at a girl who had just entered the cafe by herself.

As Refan and Azhar's gaze followed Farez's, Azhar smiled. The man got up from his seat, then approached Seren who seemed confused looking for a seat.

Farez let out a slow breath, Refan saw Farez's expression smiling mockingly. "Let's fast with my own brother."

Farez was silent, he was still looking at Seren, the girl seemed resigned when Azhar invited him. Not long after that Azhar came with Seren.

Seren looked surprised to see Farez, and also Refan. That certainly makes Refan confused, as well as Farez.

"Om," said the girl with an awkward smile.

"Have we met?" Refan asked Seren, Azhar and Farez only listened though curious.

"Yes, about 5-6 years ago, when I was in college and coverage in Angkringan Padang had Om," Seren later said.

Farez was still silent, he recalled that, because that recommended a place for coverage back then itself.

"I remember you still called Om, Bang Refan. But, not you and Farez..."

"No bang, that's not true." Yes, Seren knows where Refan talks, fortunately he tried to stop fearing Farez was uncomfortable.

Not long after, Refan left before the three of them for having a business to be completed. Farez, Seren and Azhar were left there.

Seren looked awkward, the girl could only play her fingers under the table when she was seated.

"Thank you/Thank you." Simultaneously, Azhar and Seren both voiced, while Farez just stared at the two flat.

"Mas Azhar go first." Nervous, just imagine, you are talking to another guy in front of your own ex, not the ex may still be your lover, let alone the person you are talking to is the brother of your own lover.

"Bet___"

"Hello, what's wrong?" azhar's speech stopped, Seren and Azhar's attention turned to Farez who was picking up the phone.

The man looked annoyed but was also quite worried. Farez stood up from his seat. "Bang, I'm ahead." Farez left Azhar and Seren there. When Azhar wanted to ask, Farez was already away.

"Why is still claustrophobic when you see him like that, still like someone who always puts others first but ignores someone who is with him. Turns out you haven't changed, Farez." Seren stared at Farez's departure with his own face.

"Cool?"

"Eh yes, my mother?"

"Thank you for joining this table with me and Farez even if he had to go, maybe Farez would meet up with Gussa."

Deg

"Why wasn't I as lucky as Gussa?" Inner Seren smiled wryly.

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