THE CANCER [ROCK CLIMBING]
Chapter 30's

Part Thirty: See You (Ending)

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Fufy linked his hands together with Ardha's. Chests rumbling. All the objects faded in Fufy's eyes. Fufy lost his mind for a moment.

Ardha pulled the corner of her lips, "It seems like she's already proficient."

Fufy looked at Ardha's ears. He convinced himself not to look Ardha in the eye. Because it would be embarrassing.

"Your cheeks are red. Did you pull something?" Ardha asked jahil.

"T—No," replied Fufy.

"No need to be nervous like that." Ardha chuckled, "are you misbehaving?"

Crazy one! Ardha could be outspoken like this. Fufy turned her body around with a dead red face. That's enough. Fufy neutralized his nervousness.

"Eh, why go?" Ardha's face turned sour.

"Let's join the others" Fufy asked without looking at Ardha's face.

"Wait." Ardha tidied up, "this is the last day we met."

For some reason if it was stared at like that, Fufy felt like he was missing something. Feeling his whole spirit fade. There was no reason that made Fufy happy let alone feel happy attending this party.

"Ardha."

"J—If we meet for a long time, can now—" Ardha looks difficult stringing sentences.

Fufy looked at Ardha's eyes in turn. Ardha's eyes seemed to be implied with sadness. Fufy was annoyed to see it.

"No. Na—Later we can keep communicating no?" Fufy squeezed the dress.

Why does Ardha look like she's holding back a cry? Fufy doesn't like to see it. Ardha should not have gotten this way.

Fufy smiled, "Of course. I'll definitely be back later."

"When?" ask Ardha quickly.

Fufy was silent for a long time. "A few years later?" Fufy replied doubtfully.

Ardha lowered her head, "Then, can we dance one more time?"

Fufy's mouth shook. Attractive euphoria activates the brain system of Fufy. Tell it to belong to Ardha.

Because Fufy claimed to have fallen with Ardha. Unfortunately, the figure of Ardha turned out to have a big influence on Fufy. Fufy twisted his body shrewdly, then his body was held back by Ardha. Ardha wrapped her hands around Fufy's waist.

For a moment, their eyes clashed. Talking through those eyes, it hurt both sides. Ardha published a smile that Fufy never understood.

Fufy had seen Ardha's lips twitch like a prayer, but it was not like a prayer. Ardha was like saying something that Fufy couldn't hear. Not a murmur, but it was a sentence that made Fufy unsettled.

Fufy is not Astina or Saraswati who can read the situation. However, one thing Fufy realized. At the end of the day, Ardha became quieter. Silent as the true figure of her.

They returned to their original positions, then cleared their throat together. Looking at each other, Ardha scratched her neck in response.

"Well, what's the situation, huh?" Mada broke the silence.

Then Fufy rewinded his body to invite Mada to speak. "The same tube that is laen, it is the last meeting lo," said Mada.

Fufy smiled awkwardly, "Alright, then I go in first."

Ardha silently stared at Fufy's departure with a disappointed face. "Bro, how? Any progress?" Mada asked, but Ardha remained silent without answering, even during the event.

Sesa drank water greedily. "Crazy times! The liquor here is not cheap. Directly hot my throat!" his weakness.

Literature examines the liquor bottle in her hand. "The level is very high" he said.

"Who's bringing it?" ask Mada.

"Home master. Who else would dare?" Sesa answered.

"Who?" Sesa pointed to Ali, "Ali and Alin are his sons, Mr. Hakim," he explained.

Everyone's surprised. "Seriously? Ali's? The son of the Judge?"

The wife came and sat next to Literature. "Cock surprised that? Just found out, huh? Just relax this time, it's money corruption," Throw wife.

"Huh?" Ardha became interested.

The wife looked at Ardha with an interested look. "Time to Singapore also you use our money to make poya-foya," said the wife.

"Well, isn't he from the government?" Mada confused.

Sesa chuckled, "You may not know anything."

"Yes, but some. Where the hell possible, more weekly use all hotels. Where five more stars" said the wife, "quiet. Most of it has been made for the repair of climbing facilities," he continued. 

Literature put the liquor on the table. He then moved. "Eh, Literature! How's go?" Wife follows Literature.

Mada who saw that, laughed gigglingly. "Lo's drunk?" Sesa goosebumps.

"Eh, our place is very strategic for people with HTS, huh?" Mada closed her mouth feeling someone was looking at her sharply.

Ardha sipped a glass of lightning liquor. His eyes turned dim.

"Kasian is very much alive, refrigerator."

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Fufy looked at the clock in his hand. It didn't feel like it was midnight. Fufy was unconscious due to enjoying this long night with his friends.

Out to seek the wind while waiting for an invitation, someone from behind followed Fufy.

Fufy looked at the feeling. Apparently that someone is Ranbi.

"Kus."

Fufy resumed his steps without answering. His heart was disappointed to learn of Ranbi's nature after the incident.

"Buttery clamp!" Ranbi offset Fufy's move.

"I'm so sorry!" Ranbi held Fufy from the front with his head lowered.

Fufy can feel that Ranbi's hands feel cold. Unlike her, it may be the result of the night chill, or it may be because of the clothes she wears.

"Don't shut up like that. Answer that." Fufy's eyes widened looking at Ranbi's puffy eyes.

Fufy's body was stiff. Confusion answers. Then next, Ranbi took off his embrace. Can Fufy feel that Ranbi's body is weak. Not like athletes in general.

"Let's caci maki me like that time." Ranbi asked, "you should be angry! The photo you lost was caused by me alone."

"Put out your words, please." Ranbi waited for Fufy's response, but he never got it.

Ranbi sighed, wiping away her tears. "Fucking tears! Fy, where are your divination words? Aquarius how? Sagittarius how? A leo? A libra?" Ranbi asked in succession.

"I understand" said Fufy.

Ranbi blinked his eyes a few times. "Can you be angry?" pinta Ranbi's.

"Next time do not repeat. Thank you for the time," said Fufy meaningfully.

Hearing that, Ranbi came forward looking at Fufy defiantly. He didn't like Fufy's cold attitude like this. Ranbi continued to talk throughout the trip, before Fufy was picked up.

"Fufy!" Ranbi looked at him bleakly.

Fufy ruffled Ranbi's hair, then hugged her best friend. "I understand your situation" said Fufy, making Ranbi cry again.

"You should be angry!" sulkan Ranbi is upset.

That in fact, Ranbi has always been shrouded in envy and jealousy to see Fufu succeed.

Every day after practice, his mother would definitely boast of Fufy and Andre. So too with his father. Ranbi felt that Fufy was his enemy.

According to his father, Fufy was his son. Ranbi does not like to be compared to others. Despite his position as a friend, time after time all turned into enemies.

Ranbi did that so that his father would no longer see the success that Fufy had. That Fufy failed at rock climbing. Ranbi failed to do that and he regretted it.

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Fufy checked the entire room, ascertaining whether there were any items left behind or not. Pulling both of his luggage, Fufy walked towards the garage.

"Tumben sister-in-law sent a message," Astina muttered making all pairs of eyes look at her.

"What's up, baby?" Asti checked Astina's phone.

"Woaah? Ardha?" guess Camara was right, "that kid, very, oh very. Do I need to block it?"

Fufy glared in disbelief, "Don't, Dad!"

"Huh, your romance makes you envious," said Amara got a message from Fufy.

"Stop liking my Ardha!" fufy said sebal.

Amara giggled, "Wadau, my Ardha, don't mind!"

Yes, it is true that Amara likes Ardha. It even went on for a year. That was also the reason Amara was once furious with Fufy.

"Mending with Ardi there!" said Fufy, "don't take Ardha."

"Lazy, ouch. Ex-sister himself," Amara replied with a small smile on her face.

"What?!" Astina quickly straightened her hands between them.

Astina looked at her sister in turn. "Boy" he commented.

Camara put the suitcase in the car. Then he called his children. "Already your stupidity with the guy, let's go" Camara said.

"Who the hell, not me." Amara looked at Fufy as if insinuating her brother.

After arriving at the airport, Fufy who was busy sleeping, his face was patted by Amara. Fufy wriggled feeling drowsiness attacking himself again.

"Sister! Look, Ardha sent me a message!" Fufy's eyes lit up.

Fufy took his phone out of Amara's hand. It says there,

Om Ardha

Please tell Fufy to look into the ice cream car at the airport parking lot.

Amaras

Amaras

Tell Fufy to reply to my message.

At once Fufy jumped off the car, and looked around. He searched for the car that Ardha meant in the message.

Fufy's pupils dilated when he saw a car truck loading his dream ice cream. In front of his car was Ardha standing waiting for him.

Fufy was astonished, at a loss for words. His mind guessed just how much ice cream a car this big would hold. Unknowingly, there was already a box of ice cream in front of him from Ardha.

"It's all for you" said Ardha in shock.

"Ardha? What's all this for?" Fufy felt like she was still in a dream.

Ardha helps Fufy lick the ice cream in her hand. "You remember my promise?" Fufy's body stiffened.

Ardha is serious about her words?!

Man rejects impossibilities. Fufy turned, asking for forgiveness. Ardha is crazy to invite this much ice cream factory.

Still wondering, then his hand was grabbed by Ardha, making Fufy even more surprised. Nope. The problem is that his face must be very pale.

"Es this cream as a witness." Ardha gulped, "you want to be my girlfriend?"

Fufy lost concentration when her Camara—Ayah reached out to Ardha's ear. Spontaneous Ardha dropped the ice cream on her hand.

"Basin a snot boy!"

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...[.Ending]...

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