The Crack of a Heart
Don't Be Angry Just yet

Arifa threw Danish hands and walked towards the sofa and sat there.

“Look at him, if you are angry like that would have to go to a sushi place or drinks with a latte menu, then you will not be craving again,” said Farhan, telling Danish about his sister. Maybe the goal is so that in the future Danish can treat the same as himself or his late father.

Leisurely, Danish approached Arifa and sat down on his knees in front of the thin-faced woman.

“Darling, don't get angry first. Your brother is not wrong, this has all been my plan. I must get your brother's heart first, so that you can melt and be free from the trauma that has been haunting you and feel your life is not comfortable.”

Arifa looked towards Farhan who was in front of her as well, her brother nodded then smiled. “But Brother Farhan is not married, can I step over him?” ask him to Danish. But the questioner did not answer it but allowed Farhan who he thought was more authorized to answer the question.

“If you are sure of your choice, get married. Someday you will also meet the right partner. Even if not now. After you marry Danish later, the responsibility that has been on Brother will fall on Danish, your husband,” said Farhan, then rubbed the head of the sister.

"Thank you very much Brother." Arifa smiled with a look of her own.

"Udah ah, the last brother if melow kayak gini tuh. In a few months you will marry him, learn to be mature, do not want to be angry. Inget Danish your future husband is also handsome well-established man, if there is a gap for other women to win his heart, do not cry to say sorry," said Farhan while squinting his eyes, and he was not, it was as if Arifa was being bullied by her own biological sister.

"It's customary for you, yes. Rifa try, as much as Rifa can, yes, dear," said Arifa who then saw Danish while playing her eyebrows, up and down.

While Danish was intrigued to laugh at the behavior of his future wife who was very random. Indeed, at the age of Arifa who is relatively young to enter the world of marriage can not be sure to become an adult woman in an instant. All need a process, also someone who can patiently accompany him in the process.

Arifa pulled out Danish's hand, "Here is sitting Honey, is your leg not stiff to the knee like that?" he added, Danish also took him into a hug and then kissed Arifa's forehead.

"ah! it feels so hot in this living room. I better focus on work again," cried Farhan while wagging the oblong shirt he was wearing and went back to his study.

Danish and Arifa laughed at Farhan who was jealous of their affection.

"Hm ... Honey," call Danish and Arifa looks over.

"Yes?"

"Tomorrow I have an official trip to another country, are you okay all day tomorrow at home? the day after I happened to want to go back to Indo, so later we can go home together," said Danish carefully, afraid that Arifa was angry again.

"Dear girl?" asked Arifa then fell silent again, starting to think.

Danish nodded slowly, his heart beating quite fast. Because he just proposed to Arifa, could he break up just like that?

"Yes, it's okay. But can I have an affair with my Haechan?" replied Arifa who then asked back while pleading.

"Haechan-ku? who's the Korean artist?" danish asked to confirm, his gaze starting to get cynical. But in reality, he was not angry at all.

"alright. But after marriage, you won't give me a chance to see your Haechan again. It could be just him that you keep flattering in front of me!" said Danish who was feeling jealous and a little annoyed.

"Okay, I promise," said Arifa as she raised her little finger and asked Danish to link her little finger to each other as well. "Yeah!"

Indeed, the base of Danish, long ago who had an indifferent and cold attitude like in the north pole. Side effects get along with Arifa so follow random.

Danish stood up as well as Arifa. "It's late, I have to go back to the hotel. See you the day after, honey," he said, then gave another kiss on Arifa's forehead.

"See you next time. Honey!" arifa then hugged Danish.

At first it was timid, now it becomes sticky like a caterpillar. Danish could be getting younger.

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In the country of motherland, precisely in a college where Arifa demanded knowledge. A man was in the directorate room of the campus to take care of the letter moving to his destination campus which is abroad.

But after he was done from the room, he rushed to the airport. Maybe not for a while, but forever will not return.

That man is Eliezer. After meeting with Danish a few months ago, there was a big debate between him and Danish. Both of them did not want to let go of their feelings for Arifa. Even as Arifa herself told her sister. Since then they have completely disappeared like the earth.

Arifa, who initially ignored them, lost Eliezer and Danish from her life as if she had pecked herself to wait. If Arifa is better friends than to have the final feeling, it makes the two stay away from each other. Turning again to his nature, a man and a woman are nothing really pure as friends. One of them hopes to have more than friends.

As time went on, Eliezer decided. To retreat, let Danish go forward and fight for Arifa's happiness. But if one day Danish makes Arifa cry and disappointed, do not blame him if you take Arifa's heart back from him.

"Boss, the plane you will be boarding is ready" said Eliezer confidant when he arrived at the airport.

"Thank you, continue your work here. I go first, see you next time" said Eliezer.

Behind the sunglasses that covered the pair of brown eyes Eliezer had, looking far ahead. Maybe after this there was a longing that was so heavy for him to face. Wrestling with an ego that is still hot is like being ignited by fire.

Eliezer returned to his true nature which he never showed in front of Arifa. Cold, rigid and tempramental. In the office environment, he is already famous like that, so the employees who work with him will not protest much.

Long enough Eliezer pecked at his place, he then rushed into the plane while carrying the suit he held in his hand. Soon, the plane he was flying on left the runway.

...Connect ......