Melancholic Introvert
Chapter 15: The Arrival of Arya

Early in the morning, when the sun had not yet appeared, Arga departed from Bogor to the airport by driving his red Honda Jazz, to minimize the risk of being ticketed by the police, because his age is not even 17 years. And he is currently driving a car recklessly carrying his brother SIM A.

Bogor city air at that time felt so cold, a thick fog still clearly visible along the streets of Bogor city, this often happens because of the wet air lifted convectively in mountainous areas.

Fortunately Arga was able to pass through the foggy road safely.

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As planned, early in the morning Arya was also on the plane.

Arya now sleeps leaning in the seat of the plane she was riding.

“Excuse me sir!” The voice of a flight attendant while carrying a push containing a drink. “What do you want to drink?” Ask the flight attendant, but not ignored by Arya. The flight attendant does not realize that Arya is asleep, because Arya uses sunglasses on her eyes. “Excuse me sir!” Say hello to the flight attendant again.

Arya finally woke up from her sleep, shifted the sunglasses in her eyes and rubbed her eyes.

“Sorry Sir, I didn't know you were sleeping.” The flight attendant muttered apologetically, bowing his head and about to pass from Arya.

Arya was immediately grasping the hands of the beautiful flight attendant…

“Eh?” The beautiful flight attendant, surprised by Arya's hand, tried to let go.

Arya held the body of the flight attendant, before the beautiful flight attendant passed from before her. He brought his face closer to the flight attendant. “I want you..” His whisper was soft to the ears of the beautiful flight attendant.

“A, What?” The flight attendant chuckled in a nervous tone, mesmerized by Arya's good looks.

“I want you!” He said again, wrapping his fingers between the coils of beautiful flight attendant hair.

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“Ssssstttt, The body is really good, model well?”

“Sssstttt, Kayak fashion airport is Korean well?”

“Sssstttt, the guy who wears kecamata is so sexy..”.

“Sssstttt, she's an Artist isn't she?”

Whispered the girls saw Fashion Arya, as the tall man was walking straight at the airport. While groping the black suitcase in his hand.

Using a Navy leather jacket, a black sweater wrapped around his neck, a white t-shirt as a daleman, with Navy Jeans pants matching his jacket. The clothes he wears today are very similar to his high-level and athletic body shape.

“Kak, Where do you want Filming?” Sapa Arga, when his steps cross with Aryan steps.

“Hei Arga, My sister!” Exclaimed Arya, without further ado, he hugged his sister's body tightly.

“Yak! Stop this embarrassing!” Pekik Arga was uncomfortable, while trying to release his brother's embrace which he thought was nauseating.

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Meanwhile, at Gladish's residence, Gladish put a letter next to his Father, who was busy reading the newspaper while enjoying his warm black coffee.

“Gladish.”

“Yes, Sir!"

“What letter is it?” while glancing at the white envelope that just put the girl just the puppet.

“I'm on call teacher BK.” Gladish replied while looking down.

Mr. Hendra immediately put the newspaper, and took the letter. The letter contained a call for him, that he should come next Monday, at 09.00 WIB.

“Gladish you, make your father ashamed!” Snapped Mr. Hendra, staring at Gladish with cold eyes.

“Gladish was down. “Maafin Gladish, Sir.”

“KRRIIIIINGGG, KRIIINNNGGGG” Suddenly, Pak Hendra's phone rang.

Visible Posts, “My Love Calling.” On the mobile screen.

“Hallo, Darling.” Greet someone from across.

“Eh, yes dear what?” replied Mr. Hendra, at once the water of his face that had just been angry, turned very friendly.

“Darling tonight no time?” Ask someone across the street, who is none other than Aunt Lia (Mama Arga).

“Of course there are, if for you, my time is always there baby.” they also talk to the message.

Mr. Hendra also kept his Handphonen out of his reach, and glanced at Gladish. “Gladish tonight you have time?” Ask Mr. Hendra, to his only child, whom he just got angry with.

“No time, I'm busy training silat.” Answer Gladish.

“So you did not come to eat together at the house of Aunt Lia dong?”

“Hah, dinner at Aunt Lia's house?

Gladish began to think.

Dinner at the house of Aunt Lia\=Dining at the house of Arga.

On the other hand Gladish wanted to take the silat practice, because tonight there was the Silat Practice Exam, but on the other hand, Gladish was curious about the Arga house. How the hell the design of the handsome man's house, how the hell the style of everyday dress of the man he knew was quiet.

Gladish quickly clasped both hands of his father. “Pak, Please I'm coming!” Pinta Gladish, with a loud tone.

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“Yeah my clothes, my clothes are everything, men's clothes anyway? Aiiiissshhhh~” Pekik Gladish, while scattering all the contents of his closet.

The contents of the wardrobe of the road there are only shirts, jackets, vests, jeans that are on average deliberately torn on the knee, and the average clothes contents of the closet are dark.

There is no street clothes that reflect that she is a girl.

A gal?

Well Gladish least wanted to attract Arga's attention with a much more feminine outfit.

He glanced at his innocent chicken piggy bank, and broke it…

“PRAAAAAAAANNKKK!!!"

How surprised Gladish, it turns out the contents of his piggy bank is only ten pieces of money Rp 2000an. “Yes Allah, I did not expect that I was this.” Gladish murmured while grimacing, remembering that he shopped in the cafeteria always ate as many as two servings, so did not have the opportunity to save in the piggy bank.

He thought hard, all the contents of his shadow look black, as black as his future, suddenly he imagined the face of the Prisil Centil in his black strand.

He quickly called a Prisil, his best friend…

“TUUUTTT, TUUUUTTT..” Phone ringing sound that has not been lifted…

“Halo.” A voice from across.

“Halo Prisil!”

“Iya Dhis... What is it?” Ask Prisil.

“...” Gladish fell silent, it was quite embarrassing for him to say this.

“Halo Dhis, what's up?” Prisil asked again, asking what Gladish meant by calling himself.

“Bi, bi.. can minjem clothes Loe?” Asked Gladish in a nervous tone of voice. He really felt like a poor person who had no clothes at all, right now.

“What?!”

“Gua again kere nih, want to buy clothes no money..”.

“Wait, wait... Loe did not often insult the style of dressing Cave, the Girly princess-style is that? Why does Loe now want to dress up in a cave kayak?”

“Later Caves, ulainin.. essentially Caves want to house Elu dah!”.

“Yakkk!” Prisil Protests.

But before Prisil makes a sound, Gladish turns off the phone, and Gladish rushes to Prisil's house.

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“What, so brother will conduct final task research in Indonesia?” Ask Arga, while sucking up the Bubble Tea message.

Currently Arga and Arya stopped by one of the famous Coffe Shop at the Airport.

“Iya.” Arya replied while sipping her warm black coffee.

“Why did you come home, instead of you loving freedom so much?” Ask Arga again, who knows very well how the character of his brother who is very crazy with promiscuity and crazy will play the woman.

Arya also smiled crisply, “I miss you guys.” The answer is short, while stirring his hot black coffee.

“You think I believe?” Arga protested, narrowing his eyes.

“I also miss him..” Mumbled Arya in the heart, while remembering the face of someone, who had once been meaningful in his life.

#To Be Continued