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Disa was still pensive, looking at the documents that Mareta had handed to her a while ago. One bundle of documents contains the completeness of administration for his design school in Paris later. A city of dreams that becomes a new gateway in his life.

2 Years, the time that will be spent to demand a lot of knowledge and increase his knowledge of the art of design. Disa never thought that he would get to this point, where the opportunities were wide open for him. If only he had refused to learn design, maybe at this time the situation would not be like this.

Like a bird newly hatched from its shell, Disa had to learn to flap its wings to be able to fly into the high sky. Although he could not reach the clouds but at least he could see the stars closer and see the beautiful universe under his feet.

“The place you studied was quite fun. I also spent time there for 2 years really did not feel then even extend 2 more years.” The words were happily uttered by Mareta. As he recalled his youth studying at the center of world design.

“You will get direct teachers from some famous world designers and most of the practice. So there are not many theories that you have to memorize out of your head everything you directly work on.”

“Beyond that formal education, you will also take special classes. Usually 2 times a week. You will interact with more people one of the famous models there, where you will also know what the world of modeling looks like and you can create your own network when you can enter their environment.”

“Which is very fun sa, I just do not want to go home. And remember this rare opportunity.” Mareta was so excited to tell her experience, very inviting curiosity Disa. His spirit is rising.

But after Mareta came home, suddenly something stuck in her heart. Flipping through the file and even adding to the feeling of the balance. Whether he will fill out the registration form or not, he has not decided.

“There are you thinking?” ask Kean who just finished calling with his best friend, Clara.

He asked a lot about Disa's school later and about the city of Paris. This friend often goes to Paris, either to follow a fashion show or just take a walk. He certainly knows enough, like what place will live in Disa later.

“Hem, I doubt a.” Disa extended her hand to Kean, asking her husband to sit down together.

“What do you doubt?” he grabbed the hand of Disa and then held it tightly. He sat down right next to Disa.

“Em, can we not go out a moment, I need air to breathe.” Suddenly I was thinking of taking a walk.

Maybe a different atmosphere will make it more free to think.

“Where to go? Don't I give you artificial breath?” timpal Kean who was smiling was rancid at the end of his sentence.

“Ihh aa, I even sneered anyway." Disa pinched Kean's stomach in annoyance.

"This is really lo, I again need air seger.”  Kean always sucks when he's joking.

“Accusingly, yes pardon sa.” Kean tried to hold Disa's hand so as not to pinch her a second time. Just once had given him a spicy taste in his stomach. In the rub-usappun difficult loss.

“Makanya, don't sneak.” lips Disa conical annoyed.

“Nobody is cheating. I'm just sharing experience. You see, if we run out, EHM! I feel like seger. Hahahaha.” Kean laughed out loud.

“Tau Akh!” Disa immediately stood up, leaving Kean. Just look at his face that was flushed with embarrassment mixed with annoyance. It was futile to talk seriously with her current husband.

“Eh, where are you going?” In the end, Disa's hand that was willing to take her handbag.

“Kalo aa don't want to go, I go alone.” Disappointed.

“Do not get angry dong. Yes come on.”

“Come I anter.” Kean finally gave up. He took his car keys and opened the door for Disa.

It's not clear where they're going. Kean just drove his car not necessarily direction while paying attention to Disa who was thinking seriously.

His empty gaze still looked at his hands clasping each other, playing his fingernails which showed he was not calm. Shaking his hand was not enough to make Disa calm.

Finally Kean decided to turn, go to a cafe not far from where he was.

“We hang out here huh? The place is comfortable kok.” take Kean when he stopped his car speed in the cafe parking lot.

“Iya a.” Lazily Disa took off her seatbelt.

Kean smiled looking at Disa then rubbed his wife's head with affection. He went down first, opened the door for his wife also extended her hand.

“Aa been here before?” look around the cafe which looks quite comfortable. It's foreign to him.

“Iya, same time reza was here.” Yes, before their hearts were tied to the same girl.

He could round his mouth without a sound. Kean knew this place was suitable for them to go to.

Occupy a spot in one corner with two chairs facing each other. “You wait a moment, I want the nyamperin owner. She gave me time abroad.”

Disa was stunned to respond.

From a distance Kean saw a tall man with a skull cap as well as glasses that complement his appearance. They embrace and then look at Disa together. Maybe Kean is introducing his wife. Disa nodded politely in response as her husband and best friend smiled at her.

Long enough Kean talked to his old friend while making drinks for Disa.

In his place, Disa again looked at the screen of his phone that displays the results of browsing where he will go to school. The environment is indeed quite comfortable with a good review. Many famous graduates come from there. Learning activities seem to be a lot of fun. His home was not too far from where he studied. I don't know why he still hesitates.

Weighing as Kean arrived with a large glass of drink he had brought himself.

“Yeah, this what a?” Disa was quite surprised by the large glass that Kean brought, containing a brown drink.

“Hehe.. It's me who asked for the ingredients in Ramuin. So that you relax and can think clearly.” Put the glass in the middle of them.

“But just one a?”

“Yes to be romantic like another. The suction can be 2.” Timpal Kean's. Romantic and stingy different tafsir doang yes...

“Asstagaa... no-no aja.” Kean's behavior succeeded in making Disa laugh. Sweetness is also the attitude of this iceberg.

“That's why don't laugh, I look at it. Here's his forehead don't buckle mulu.” Rubbed his forehead gently.

“Hehe.. Thanks for making me laugh.”

“Hem. Drink dong.” Kean began to sip his drink vigorously.

“Ish I'm running out. Mouth aa bigger than me,” Disa took two straws directly and used them together.

“Hahaha.. You don't want to lose either.” His head was rubbed with anxiety. Can be indifferent, enjoy sipping his drink.

"Nake?"

"Hem!" Disa is speechless. His eyes again sparkled with the expression of his carefree face that had returned. It turned out to be this easy to make Disa back cheerful.

Half a glass is up by both and enough to make Disa's mood improve. There was a slight brown stain on the corner of Disa's lips and Kean shrank it gently.

“So how, have you done the feeling?” ask Kean later.

“Hem.” Swallowing the rest of the drink in his mouth.

“Sorry yes a, I made the atmosphere uncomfortable.” Disa clasped Kean's hand which wiped her lips. Her husband looked more attentive and sweet.

"How can I know, what made you uncomfortable? Is there something you think?” Kean looked at Disa page, patiently waiting for Disa to tell him a story.

“Em, I actually hesitate to leave for paris.” That one sentence was later said by Disa.

“Oh yes? Why?”

“Isn't this your dream? It's a good chance you sa.”

“Emang aa no problem if I go?” change with Disa who asked. Given this man who was always attached, how could he easily give permission Disa to leave.

Kean nodded.

“I told you I would support you. Yes even if you have to go temporarily, but we have discussed the problem later how we.”

“As the woman said, 2 years will not be felt.”

Isa breathed in. It's not 2 years that worries him.

“A, can I be honest something no?” afraid of speaking.

“Ya, of course you can. What do you want to be honest with?”

In the eyes of Disa with the page, a lot of anxiety that Disa stored in her heart.

Can tidied up her hair and appearance and prepared to have a serious talk with Kean.

“Em, the first time I participated in the event, my intention, I have to win because, to be with aa, I must have things that can make aa proud.”

“I don't want to be a cinderella who is with a handsome prince without any supplies."

"I want to show you that I'm also fighting so that we can be together. Moreover, I want to look worthy as a woman, in front of papah.”

Kean had no idea that Disa had made it this far. What he did looked simple but behind it, had an incredible reason.

“But,” Disa sighed deeply. His clear eyes grew increasingly fixed looking at Kean.

“This time my mind changed.”

“I feel for now, be worthy for aa, not with me go to pursue my ideals and reach the highest position."

"I don't think I should have left because there are so many things I have to take care of, especially the people I care about.”

“Aa, our relationship, grandmother, mamah and of course papah. I feel, for now my best job is to keep papah better.” He smiled at the end of his sentence.

Kean grabbed the hands of Disa who were linked to each other, then he held them tightly.

“Darling, I'm fine if you have to leave for a while. Anyone will be fine, ma'am, your grandmother let alone papah. So do not feel we are a burden that hinders your success.”

“And about papah, I can take care of it. I can put more nurses if it can make you calmer. So don't think about it.” Kean tried to convince. He did not want his family to be the reason for Disa to stop pursuing his dream.

“A, not like that. You guys are not a burden.” The sentence sounded firm.

“Aa know, me, growing up without my parents. I never remember how my father helped me eat, bathed me or humped me without thinking it was a burden. It's about the affection I couldn't show my parents, because they left first.”

“And right now, god is like giving me a chance to do that. Biggest dreams and hopes I ever had as a child living alone.”

“Let's just say I postpone studying to paris because I can do it at a later date. But, my chance to be with the person I love, is not that much.”

“Aa may be able to pay more nurse services to keep papah. Paying them as much as they can especially they have the ability that is qualified in my appeal but, it feels different for me.”

“I kind of let go of the greatest opportunity and dream of my life to be with the people I ever expected to be present."

"Mama and papah, now my parents. I love them and want to take care of them better. Especially at this time papah needs our presence, his family, his children. Then, I better not go, right?” dissa's voice sounded softly at the end of his sentence. There was a cry that almost participated in his attempt to convince Kean not to leave.

Kean was still inexhaustible with what was on Disa's mind. Many bad things Sigit did to his wife but he was still thinking of taking care of it. What exactly is on Hisa's mind?

“Sa, have you never hated papah? He treated you very badly. Why is it so easy to forgive papah? Wouldn't ignoring it be easier?” asked Kean fieryly. He is still not out of thought with the way of Hisa's mind.

“Honey,,” changed Disa who tightened her grip on Kean.

“If asked angry, I was angry with papah. No, but in circumstances that make me feel low."

"But, I thought, what do I get from that anger?”

“I feel, if forgiving papah is good for myself. Because I deserve not to continue to be immersed in the emotions and pain I once had."

"With me letting go of that anger, I felt I could be better off stepping up and being happy about not having to keep chaff and needles in my own heart that could burn and stab me at times.”

“I will no longer feel impaled by my own anger that makes me think badly of others, or upset by circumstances I never wanted.”

“I want to calm down, without having to remember anything bad that ever happened to me."

"God, God, is giving me that opportunity. The opportunity to feel back to having both parents that I can make a place to be happy, share stories and of course laugh together. I don't want to waste this opportunity a...” wept Disa in the end.

Kean was just in his place. He couldn't digest His way of thinking that fast. In his mind, ignoring Sigit would be easier, because he could ignore for a moment his anger and disappointment.

Wait, ignore for a moment? Then he'll come again? And he's gonna be sick again?

Kean asked his own heart.

“A,” Disa shook Kean's hand which just fell silent.

“Say something. I need an opinion aa..” he said expectantly.

Kean did not answer, what he wanted to say could not be expressed in words.

He just wanted to be like this, pulling his body closer and into his arms. Close, yes very tightly he hugged Disa.

“A,” Disa eyes surround looking into the surrounding. What they are doing right now will probably be a matter of concern for many people.

And true, some of them did notice Disa and Kean and then came smiling, especially when Kean landed a warm kiss on Disa's forehead with full of feeling. Without words, without any sound.

For this time Disa ignored all the views that were fixed on her. In his kiss Kean's chest and began to close his eyes while returning Kean's embrace. It's also what Disa needs right now, feeling that Kean is there for her.

“Can, can you not be this good? Don't make me feel more guilty.” said the heart that saves a lot of pain.

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