The Crack of a Heart
Like Being Slapped

Naura was forcefully dragged out of the event by her father. Although many times asked to be released, but the grip of the hand of the father was so very strong even still did not care and immediately told him to get into the car.

Eliezer, who went out of the cafe, saw the two men smiling beside the entrance. Naura who saw his whereabouts, showed a parched face, ask for help. Really the face of the wall.

Eliezer then pulled out his phone from his pants pocket to contact Arifa. He felt guilty for having defended Naura and even ignored the thin-faced woman.

Many times in contact, Arifa did not answer him. Eliezer was upset himself. Then, he chose to go from there and go to the boarding house of Arifa.

Maybe Arifa's gone home to her boarding house. Eliezer thought he got into the car and left the cafe parking lot.

A few minutes later, he arrived in front of the boarding house. It was still quiet and there was no sign that Arifa had reached it. Eliezer waited for him.

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At the tavern, Danish and Arifa had just finished their meal. The two were still sitting together enjoying the expanse of stars in the sky that was visible from the 2nd floor.

"You went to law school, did you want to be a lawyer Fa?" danish asked breaking the silence. Somehow the longer with the oriental-faced man, making Arifa even more awkward. Although as much as possible his attitude was diluted, it was still the case for Sinta's death, making Arifa not open to Danish.

"Yes, but I don't know the truth in the future. Law is not focused on one profession, a journalist can also come from the legal department. Depends on interest to take him where the hell Om if I say."

This woman is quite mature as well. But why does it feel so hard to hold it? batin Danish monologue.

"Yes too, in my company, I also graduated from law school, there is also a marketing manager and also a HRD manager."

"That's the same as life. If we only focus on one thing that can take up all the time that is only given once, we will not know what else is more useful, can be done. Though the goal is the same for happiness."

Those words just flowed from Arifa's mouth. Meanwhile, Danish just nodded his head, agreeing with the opinion of Arifa who had just been thrown.

Seeing the clock on the wall of the shop, Arifa wanted to go home immediately. Remember there are tasks to be collected tomorrow.

"Om, I'm going home. You see, there are many tasks from the lecturer," said Arifa, reaching for the bag that had been next to him.

"Okay, eat you let me treat you," said Danish, smiling before Arifa left.

"No, let me. All the way down," reject Arifa who does not want to trouble Danish while standing.

However, Danish only fell silent and stared coldly until Arifa left and disappeared from his sight.

You came late into my life. Can I ask God to turn my time back? Treating every wound I've ever cut in your heart, and making your broken heart whole again. Inner Danish glare.

His phone rang, melting a long daydream that left him stunned for quite a long time. Looking at the vibrating rectangular flat object, the name Amora was written.

"Yes, hello?" Danish answered, acting as usual.

"Where areyou? soon our fiancee's show will begin. Don't let my parents down, otherwise ..."

"If not all the assets you planted on my company would be revoked, like that?" Danish could guess the threat that Amora would give him.

The woman who agreed to a business match with him. Danish initially did not agree, but because the early days of his career were in need of investors who were able to sustain his business. He agreed at last and continues to this day.

Now, the business has advanced. The amount of capital that was once planted to the Danish company has actually been able to be returned for a long time. But he intentionally endured. But with Arifa's current presence, that uncomfortable feeling for years would be released right now.

"Danish!" The woman screamed loudly enough that Danish kept the phone screen away from her ears.

"I'll return all your parents' assets. After that we won't have anything to do."

The phone connection was accidentally cut off by Danish. A sense of relief was so comfortable for him at this moment. He immediately left the store, then went downstairs to the cashier.

"Can you ask for the bill? table number seven."

"Sorry sir, table number seven was paid for by a woman."

"Everything?" danish asked to make sure, he still did not expect.

"Yes everything."

"Okay, excuse me."

"Thank you for coming back."

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Arifa had just arrived in front of the boarding house with an online taxi that she had ordered in front of the store.

"Thank you, sir!" arifa said while giving money to the online motorcycle taxi.

"Either. Thank you too, let's go, ma'am" said the online taxi then left.

Eliezer, who was resting in the car, woke up after hearing Arifa's voice. He immediately went out and approached the woman he had disappointed.

"Fa, I'm sorry, yes" said Eliezer, pleading.

But Arifa just kept quiet and tried to unlock the door of the hostel. After the door was successfully opened, Arifa went straight inside. But the door was held by Eliezer.

"There home! I have many more tasks. If you want to talk tomorrow, I'm busy!" arifa said, rejecting Eliezer there.

"Before the Fa, I'm sorry." This time Eliezer whined like a child. Arifa only rolled her eyes lazily if the man's childish attitude appeared.

"Know not tomorrow? take care of that Naura. All responsibility."

BRAK!!!

Eliezer closed his eyes tightly as Arifa slammed the door tight enough that one of the neighbors approached her.

"If you fight again, don't be here. It's malem, time for rest. Women if it has been snooping do not be pressured to forgive us as men. It won't do any good. Let him alone first, wait calm, later also good by himself."

The man's words made Eliezer slap. He then came to his senses, and nodded confirming what his neighbor Arifa had just said.

Moments after the man left, Eliezer went from Arifa's boarding house to his apartment.

...Connect ......