Sharing Love: One Roof of Three Hearts
Season 2 Chapter 8

Arlan woke up with a dizzy head. Several times blinked, collecting new lives able to sit himself. Today he is not in school, deciding to sleep until the afternoon.

He glimpsed the box clock perched on the table beside the bed, at three in the afternoon. The hunger is what makes him wake up. He did not eat last night either.

As usual he was with his four friends hanging out at their subscription bar. His mind was piqued to come next door, but he hardened his heart to be able to ignore his desire. His sense of regret for Sania has not disappeared because it was wanted to be delivered home by Kasa.

However, after two hours at the bar, he permits to go out to his friends and finds the bakery closed, which remains only regret in Arlan's heart.

After all, if you think about it, why should she be upset, Sania is not her lover so she can be upset.

Slowly Arlan tracked the floor of the house. His eyes were half closed. The feeling in his head appeared again. Back he pinched his forehead, hoping it could be reduced.

"Want to eat, Den?" ask Bi Inah.

Arlan simply nodded, rubbing both of his eyes and occupying one of the chairs on the kitchen dining table.

"Bi, sorry, can you make some fried rice? Again really wanting," he chirped to stop Bi Inah who was preparing food at the table.

"Oh, ready, Den. Execute it. Wait a minute, Auntie make it, yeah."

Arlan nodded then walked towards the family home. Better to wait while watching television.

"Tumben you're learning again. Didn't you see me wrong?" god Arlan threw his tall body on the sofa. His hand still had time to soften the head of Ayra who was seriously studying. He will have to increase his plummeting value if he still wants to get a holiday ticket to Singapore at the end of the semester from Arun.

"Woi, I'm talking!" Upset at being ignored, Arlan pulls the tip of Ayra's hair, asking for the attention of her sister.

"What the hell, you brother, I'm learning again, don't bother!"

Ayra is not as smart as Arlan, the brain genius. I don't know where, but the two siblings are indeed different in the academic field.

"Eat him, smart as I am." Arlan's attention was drawn by a backpack lying on the sofa at the end of his foot. It felt like he knew the bag, but try to remember where he saw it before, still unable to remember.

"Whose bag?"

"My teacher's backpack," Ayra replied turning towards Arlan's index finger.

"Teacher les lu? Who?"

Only Ayra would reply, Sania who had been to the bathroom, was already in the room.

"Ar-lan?" hiss Sania. His eyes were round, why was the man in the house. Or maybe this is Arlan's house? The question came to his mind. Why did he become unconscious, it was only appropriate that when he saw Ayra's face, he remembered Arlan.

"What's going on here? Don't tell me you're my adek teacher."

"Yes, i. Ayra's your sister?" Sania was nervous. Arlan's eyeballs were too firm and sharp every time he looked at her.

However, not only did Sania feel that way, Arlan who was acting pretentious cool was also the same. Sania again sat on the red carpet beside Ayra. His back was in contact with Arlan's leg.

The man still hasn't moved. Though Bi Inah has said that the order of fried rice has been completed. With her thumb she touched Sania's long hair tied to a ponytail. Soft, and very smooth.

Just touching the tip of the hair has managed to make it stubborn.

"Den, would you like to bring me here?"

Arlan shook his head. She did not want to disturb Ayra's study, so decided to eat in the kitchen instead. Actually it was done to save his heart that had been pounding faster since.

"Mama, knock on the door first, dong!" arlan protested when she heard the sound of the handle and the door was opened.

"Come, get out." Alana ignores Arlan's protest, opting in and sitting on the edge of the bed. Observe what's on Arlan's computer screen.

"Ar, Mama, what, dicuekin? Mama says this. What are you doing again? You don't see any more color movies, do you?"

"What do you mean, Ma?" Arlan turned to his mother who was coming towards the screen.

"Blue Film. Mama doesn't want to, you watch that. The sins!"

"It's GTA, Ma. Now, what did Mama come here to say?"

Arlan shuts down the computer with the push of a button.

"Well, that's dong. New son Mama. That's Ayra's tutor going home, you deliver, yes. Poor to go home alone, it's late. Mr. Kadir still hasn't come home with Papa."

Arlan bergeming. She just remembered that Sania was at her house.

"Yes. Mama get off first, I'll follow."

"Sorry to trouble you" Sania said slowly. He has refused and insisted on going home alone, but Alana insists on having Arlan take her.

Arlan did not say anything, went to the garage and pulled out his bike. The sound of the bike and the way Arlan insists on the bike make Sania succumb to the debate with Alana.

"You can put me down here, let me take a taxi later," continued Sania, she thought, Arlan's silence because annoyed has been bothered to drive her.

"Gue will take you home, unless it's you that I don't want to deliver. You're scared, Kasa knows I'm taking you home?"

"Why bring Kasa? What connection?" sambar Sania did not understand.

"She said you're dating, at least you're close to each other." Arlan remembers Kasa saying at the bar last night, that he had already won the bet. Sania gave a sign that she liked the man. Arlan who heard it could only exhale heavily.

"Lu bring the girl in front of me, make a legitimate announcement, new cave believe," reply Arlan still do not believe.

Kasa just laughed, he admitted that Arlan was difficult to lie.

"OKAY. We're still not legit, but as long as you know, he's coming to my room, same acquaintance nyokap."

Arlan's heart melos. If you have reached the same acquaintance Dita, it is true that Sania also likes him.

"I'm not dating Kasa. I'm no one's girlfriend."

Arlan stopped the bike suddenly. He's sitting by the side of the road. Then without saying anything, took off his jacket, and handed it to Sania.

"wear."

"No, Arlan."

Why every girl called her name, it felt beautiful in Arlan's ears. It was as if he wanted to ask Sania to mention her name over and over again.

"wear. You'll catch a cold."

Sania's feeling soared. The Arlan jacket. The smell of the man's perfume was stunning, as if he was being embraced by the owner of a handsome jacket.

"Jeez, Sania, what are you thinking?" his mind blushed in shame. It was fortunate that Arlan turned her back, otherwise she could definitely see the hue on her cheek.

Arlan sped up the speed of his motorbike until spontaneously, Sania hugged tightly to the man's waist, presenting a smile on Arlan's lips.