Love That (No) Blind
Part 33-1: When They Unite

[Sara]

Dung, dung, dung ...

Sara's heart is beating faster. Especially when Sara saw Agam's face was that close. Right in front of him.

Although there was a pillow that separated them, but it felt like just an inch. Sara was too focused on looking at Agam's face.

Why is his position suddenly like this, O God?

“Do you like it?” Again I asked a strange question.

Wh who? Me? Whahuh? Oh ... About Mother ...

“S-like. L like it. T-thank you for inviting them.” Sara was getting nervous, and getting nervous.

Sara's getting the wrong way. Both of Agam's eyes were open as if they were staring at him. He knew that Agam could not see. But, his mind could not stop imagining such a thing.

Oh Allah ... What am I supposed to do about this?

Suddenly, Sara felt something move towards her. He glanced slightly up, and he saw Agam's hand approaching him.

The closer, the closer ...

Agam's hand was almost nearing Sara's face.

The only reflex he could think of was to close both of his eyes. Strong-handed.

Dug, dug, dug ....

Oh my God, what does he want?

Dug, dug, dug ....

Sara's heart rate is getting faster and faster. The longer Agam does nothing, the more his heart goes out of control. Sara was getting impatient waiting for what Agam would do.

You expect Agam to do what, Sara?!?!

Then ...

“Goodnight. Sorry to slightly break your limit.”

Huh uh?!

Sara opened her eyes. He saw that the man was turning back to him.

Whatisthis?

What was that?

He looked up without being able to close his lips again. He kept wondering what had just happened. Why is the change so drastic all of a sudden? What's the matter?

His heart immediately felt a huge hole gaping wide. Empty without basis. It feels very disappointing.

Sara!! Why are you even disappointed?!

Sara turned to look back at Agam. What can he do now but sleep? He pressed away that unwarranted disappointment. Why be disappointed, Sara Oon!

“Goodnight, Mas.”

“Goodnight, Sara.”

And they just ended the day.

......................

“Morning, Ma'am,” greet Arya who just came down with a neat suit that she was wearing. Shirt, suit, with tie.

“Again, Arya,” say hello to Sara. “Today start ngantor?”

“Oh, early in the morning Mas Agam has departed. He said there was an important meeting. Raka was the one who picked up,” answered Sara.

It is so. I don't know what's going on, but it seems very important. He missed his breakfast.

“What's up, yes?”

Even Arya was astonished by that.

But Sara doesn't know anything about it. He himself was more worried about Agam who did not know if he would have breakfast at the office or still have to wait for lunch later.

Yes, if it's lunch. If no? That means ... Not eating all day, dong?

That morning, Arya still had time to eat chicken porridge before she left for work. Sara is very happy with the way Arya eats all her cooking. Arya carried her happy feelings every time her spoon went into her mouth.

It feels like appreciated ...

“So, is Mama not angry anymore, yes?,” asked Sara. Seeing Mama yesterday who left without saying anything more and without any more drama, Sara thought maybe Widia was no problem if Arya did not go home to the main house.

“Quiet aja, Ma'am. My mom doesn't mind, though. Yes instead, Arya who has to stop by every day looks like Mama,” explained Arya with interspersed with her little laugh.

Sara laughed with him.

Although it was strange, because Widia looked very angry at that time. But he chose not to say it.

Maybe it's true that Mama gave up on Arya.

“You used to be very close yes, until you do not want to split gini,” joked Sara with her laugh.

“For me Mas Agam remains the coolest, Mbak.” Arya said it with pride.

Sara couldn't help but smile. Too adorable ...

What next happened was Arya raving non-stop about how great her brother was. Idol number one for him.

“Do you know why I know so many games? ” asked Arya excitedly.

Sara shook her head.

“Because in the past Mas Agam was still in school, he often participated in game competitions.”

Both of Sara's eyes immediately widened. “Mas Agam? Play games?”

Arya smiled with satisfaction, but also with pride. “It used to be always one team with Yuda.”

“Y-yuda??”

Arya was 10 years old at the time, while Agam was 16. Although Arya's age is still small, but Agam always take her wherever Agam goes to compete, even though only as a backup. But that's where Arya learned from her brother.

“Until now, if the fans of the battle royale game get together, they will also definitely talk about Lord Rigel and Lord Tamtam.”

Sara laughed at Arya's explanation. Now he understood why Judah asked to be called Tamtam.

“Wah, it's almost ten.”

Also true. Too busy chatting until you forget time.

“You want to go to NFC, right?,” asked Sara when she saw Arya was about to leave.

“Hmm ... Actually want to go to FTC.”

Eh? No, huh?

“Mbak want to nitip something?”

“Actives ..”