The End of the Road
Chapter 97's

Tonight was a long one for Arin. He could not close his eyes at all. There are many things he is thinking about. His unfinished script also slightly disturbed his mind. He has been working for two months. Luckily, his teacher was very good. He really can help with his job.

Yes Bima can really be a very useful guide for Arin. Within two months Arin had already completed several chapters. This was also because Arin was working so hard. He doesn't want to delay time. His determination this year he must have held a bachelor's degree.

Arin remembered Bara's statement that night. Arin didn't think about it

But he was still confused as to what to answer. She knew Bara liked her from her considerate attitude. Arin actually doesn't mind about it. Arin pretended not to know. But after all was revealed, everything became different. There is a sense of hesitation in every thing that wants to be done.

There's something he has to decide. There's no way that he doesn't care about Bara's feelings. At least Arin had to give an answer.

He also did not want to give Bara false hope. Not wanting Bara to be wrong to judge him too.

There are things he must make sure of first. About his feelings for Fian. Arin still doesn't know where his relationship is going to Fian. Arin knew Fian liked her too. Not Arin. But that's the truth. Of all Fian's attitude all along and also Fian's words. Nami if Arin asks Fian the answer is always an inconclusive one.

"If we're a match, we'll be united."

That's always what Fian said.

Arin has promised Bara to answer his statement. Even though he himself is not sure. Arin just resigned to the spontaneity of what is in the mind later when he met. However, Arin will perform Istikharah prayer first, as a power to make decisions.

For Arin the affairs of the heart is not a playful thing. For him for a lifetime. So he had to think about it carefully.

Arin threw his body into the bed. It's Thursday.His body and mind feel tired. Usually he likes to tell Fian if there is a problem. But now Fian knows nowhere without any news at all. Arin doesn't know who else to tell.

There are still two days to think about what answer will be given to Bara. He didn't want Bara to wait long. Arin wanted to quickly finish everything.

Arin sleeps on her back looking at the ceiling of her room. Many flashes of events sprung up in his head. Events with Fian in childhood, milling in his brain. So many great memories with Fian. Not to mention some memories that Arin desperately wanted to forget.

All are disturbing his mind. Arin doesn't know what to do. Somehow he had the courage to invite Bara to meet to give an answer. He himself did not know what answer he would give.

"Aa. I have to how. Why should Aa express Aa's feelings. I'm confused Aa. Aa's too good for me. I don't want to disappoint Aa."

Arin speaks for himself. It was as if it was in front of him. He really felt wrong.

"Fiaannn... Where are you? Do you not miss me? Why did you just leave. Why don't you give me a little news. I need you Fian."

Arin punched the pillow hard. Luckily the pillow was soft. So he didn't feel pain. Arin looked at the wall clock taped to the wall of his room. It turned out to be twelve o'clock. It's midnight. But in the slightest he had not been able to close his eyes. Suddenly his phone rang. There's a tone of audible call.

"Who are these nights calling. in lift ga ya. But who knows what's important. I hope not a prankster."

Arin took his phone. It's a number that Arin doesn't know. I don't know why he pushed the green button. His fingers spontaneously squeezed him and answered the phone.

"Hello .. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

But there is no answer. Arin looked at his phone. He looked at the number. But he felt sure that he knew the owner of the number.

"Halooo. who's there. Don't answer me this matiin.."

There's still no answer. Arin was a little irritated but curious as well. These nights call him.

"What a prankster. But my feelings are so good. My heart is so hard."

Arin finally decided on the call. Because there was no response from the caller. Arin put his phone on the pillow. Arin tries to sleep. He should be able to sleep. He has to work tomorrow. He should be able to rest tonight. To get his body back in shape tomorrow morning. But his eyes were still hard to sleep. He still thinks who called him.

Arin took his phone back. He looked back at the caller's number. Arin hopes the person contacts her again. Arin was still holding his phone until the drowsiness came attacking. The feeling calmed down after he answered the phone earlier. It was like something energy was entering his body. Finally he fell asleep still while tightly grasping his phone. Even clasped tightly as if not wanted to be let go. It was as if the phone was giving off an enormous amount of power, which was influential in his life.

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That night at Fian's. Fian was also unable to sleep after the bath. It is true that his body became fit after soaking with aromatherapy. All the burdens of the mind seem to be reduced even though they are not. But the body becomes lighter.

Fian played his phone. He saw a call from his brother Andra. There were three missed calls.

"So bang Andra called me. Nights like this. Uh yeah, I called first. I can forget. Try calling me back."

Fian tried to call Andra's number. But no one answered either. Several times he tried, but there was no answer either.

Fian's looking for another contact number. Accidentally stopped at Arin's contact number. He looked at the phone number.

"What are you Rin, have not slept. I hope you can sleep well."

But accidentally Fian punched the number in call mode. And it turned out to be connected. It was answered by someone with a number. Fian confusion. There was a voice across.

He's woken. Fian was surprised to hear that voice. The voice he had missed for two months. The voice he missed so much. The voice of a girl he loved very much.

But Fian was speechless. His tongue feels ugly. He couldn't answer it. Fian was just silent. Enjoy the sweet voice of the girl. There was a voice that was nagging across from being ignored. Fian smiling. He was happy to hear that voice again. Unfortunately it didn't last long. Because maybe he's annoyed Fian didn't make a sound.

This is purely his fault. He who intentionally left it even with a very important purpose. But he is still guilty.

It was her fault that she never contacted him at all. It was her fault for leaving behind a girl who was very dear to her.

"Come on, I miss you."

Said Fian slowly. She feels sad. Should he be this selfish. Should he sacrifice his feelings for the sake of the uncertain. Fian should have been honest with Arin about his departure. Fian should have told me frankly about something he heard about himself and Arin.

Surely things won't be like this. He can still talk to Arin. I can still communicate with Arin. I can still hear his sweet voice.

Fian looked at Arin's contact number. There is happiness and sadness at the same time. Happy to hear Arin's voice. But also sad because it even makes him miss Arin even more.

Fian held his phone tightly. As if they don't want to be released. It was as if he was grasping Arin as if he could get himself Arin.

Over time his eyes closed. The sleepiness came. It was as if that voice gave her strength to be more spirited in living the next life.

But it was only a moment when he fell asleep that the sound of people knocking on the door faintly sounded.

Tok.

"Fians... Fian. wake. You're asleep."

Fian heard all of that as if it were a dream. He's getting louder. In front of his house stood two people who wanted to visit him. The door sounds on knock again. This time it was harder.

Tok..

"Fian wake... Fian quickly woke up."

Fian surprised. He did not get up straight away he listened carefully. Right or no one is knocking on the door.

"Fians. fian.. At home what the hell. Sleep her pules kali Mas."

The sound of people talking. Fian seemed to recognize the two voices.

Fian finally woke up. He walked forward. Rotating the key. Not even the door was wide open already heard the sound of people nagging.

"A long time you open the door. Quickly prepare. We go back to Jakarta. There's something important we have to do in Jakarta."

Fian. He wanted to be angry at the sound. It was as if the nights had told him to pack. He's been sleeping a while, too.

"What's the Om. Can't be delayed tomorrow morning. Fian hasn't slept yet."

"can't. Must now. Fast Fian. There's no more time. We need to get to the airport. The plane leaves at five in the morning."

Fian felt furious. But he cannot refuse.

"What happened Om. Can't you explain first."

Adam and Hary looked at each other. But they both shook their heads.

"Come on according. There is an emergency in Jakarta. We don't have time anymore. We have to go." Hary came to talk to see Fian who was just silent.

"Quick Fian. Don't make things difficult. Why not ask a lot of questions. It also has nothing to lose." Adam Omel.

Adam goes into the house and picks up Fian's suitcase . He stuffed all of Fian's stuff into the suitcase quickly. Fian just gawked.

"What exactly is it. Say Om. About Adam .. About Hary. You can't be like this."

Adam threw a set of clothes at Fian. "It's disposable.quick Fian . We'll miss the plane."

"Tell me what Om is."

"Not much protest. So obedient kid why the hell."

Adam pulls Fian into the car. Before that he threw Fian's backpack at Fian. One hand handed the suitcase to Hary to help carry it. Fian has not changed clothes. Adam pushes Fian's body into the car. Then turn around for a moment to lock the door. But Fian came back out because there were things he had not brought.

" Ok Om. I'm coming But for a minute Om cell phone I'm still left on the bed. And let me wash my face first and go to the bathroom."

"Alright, but don't try to escape. Otherwise you won't get what you want."

Fian looked fiercely at Adam. I don't know if he wanted to punch Adam. But he tried to hold back his emotions. He didn't know why Adam treated him like this.

After Fian died, Hary patted Adam softly and whispered.

"Should this treat him. Shouldn't we say what it is. We're being honest about what really happened."

"Later in the car. Now we don't have time. I followed that kid first. It will slow down time."

Just finished saying, Fian had already appeared in the clothes that Adam had thrown earlier. He looks neat.

Adam smiled. He saluted the attitude of Fian who never felt afraid.

"Let's hurry. Our trip to the airport took two hours. Don't let us be late because you're Fian."

Fian hurried into the car. He sat in front with the driver. Adam and Hary were in the back. The car is running at medium speed. At night the city of Surabaya looks still crowded. But the streets remain smooth.

Fian sat down with a thousand questions. But he didn't want to ask. He also did not want to guess. Although she actually feels uncomfortable. He believes something is happening in Jakarta. And he's sure it must be very important.

Fian knows how Adam and Hary are. Even though he knew them for three years. Adam is a person who is always responsive and quick to act if there is a problem. Adam always wanted to solve this problem quickly.

Different from Hary. His calm and authoritative carry. Always act with calculation. And always look so relaxed even in case of emergency.

Given that Fian was stunned. He remembered the character of someone who was very similar to Hary. Fian looked at Hary and Adam from the rearview mirror. They both look closed their eyes. And this was the time when he could see and observe the two people.

"Eh..."

"What's up."

The driver heard Fian's words which were like a shocked person. Fian looked towards the driver.

"Mas , may I ask?"

"Please, if I can I will answer."

Fian said a little whisper. He was wary, afraid that if the two people sitting behind heard his words.

"Have you known them both for a long time?"

The driver nodded. His eyes were straight ahead looking at the streets.

"If you may know, Mr. Hary has how many children."

"Two Mas. Guys all. They're gallant. The little one looks a lot like Mr. Hary."

Fian was silent to the driver's answer.

"Why are you."

"Nothing, ma'am. Thanks for the answer."

Fian was still observing Hary's face from the rearview mirror. He was remembering the face of someone similar to Hary. He seemed to know someone whose face resembled Hary's.

"Bara. ya Bara."

"Mas Fian knew Mas Bara."

Fian looked at the driver. He was surprised to hear the driver.

"Who is Mas." Ask Fian to make sure of something.

"Bara is Pak Hary's second son. He's a doctor at a big hospital in Jakarta."

Fian speechless. It turns out that his guess is true. Bara is the son of Hary. The world is indeed as wide as Moringa leaves or as wide as Android HP. Everywhere we go, we meet people who are in contact with us.

Either this is intentional or it is destiny. Fian can only step down. Everything is outlined. He's just waiting for time.

I don't know what happened in Jakarta. Fian just wishes it wasn't about his family going through a disaster. Because from yesterday he missed Papa Mama and also his brother. Fian hopes they're okay. Fian just wants to think positive and always pray. May the people he loves always be in the protection of Allah SWT. Aamiins.

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