THE LAST
32. I Believe

"You don't have to worry about being close to Han" Arga reassured Hania.

"I can guarantee that I'm a ting ting duda", then Arga chuckles to himself.

"You can ask Adi or Iden. Or want to investigate me? I can help you with the best detective recomendation. Or do you want to see my mom maybe? You can ask him questions, my mother is cooperative" said Arga continues to try to convince while joking to break the silence of Hania.

Hania was still looking at the handsome and charismatic face of the man before her. He heard every word the man said. Sounds convincing. But his floating mind pulled him into a memory that made him further thicken his defensive stronghold.

His status is single parent, making him jealous of the wives of striped men. She was even accused of seizing people's husbands and had been visited several times and blasphemed by wives who did not want her husband to approach her. Clearly, which wife would want her husband to glance at another woman.

Deep down, he did not accept the treatment of the wives, was not he the victim of the actor? Why was he even considered an actor? He just felt very hateful to the actor so for what he became an actor. He knew what it was like for a husband to glance at another woman so how could he possibly hurt another woman?

"Han?", Arga called out the name of Hania who seemed to be thinking too deeply, this time while clasping Hania's clenched hand.

The soft call that snaked into her sense of hearing and the warm touch in her hand pulled Hania from her daydream. He blinked his eyes indicating that he had returned from his dreamland. Then he looked at Arga who was looking at him and smiled. Then his gaze turned to his hand which was within Arga's grasp. Feels warm and comfortable. Instantly his heart trembled. Hania sighed slowly.

The presence of Arga made Hania feel not alone. For some reason, Hania felt that the charismatic man in front of her would always accompany her. He also felt a sense of security in his heart when Arga's hand clasped his hand, as if channeling a force that would protect him. Hania so did not want to immediately take it off like yesterday when she realized her hand in Arga's hand.

The rabbit's eyes Hania looked back at Arga, looking into her eyes to be exact. Looking for honesty there. The more stared at the sharper the eyes it implies sincerity. There are no lies there.

"Udah, you don't have to think strangely. Enough of you to believe in me. I won't cause you any trouble. Can you?", pinta Arga.

Hania sighs. Ah, that handsome guy, why is it so hard to resist? Why does being around that sexy guy now make him feel safe? Why does every touch he gives keep him warm? Is his heart starting to accept the man?

"I believe" Hania said as she nodded her head.

Hearing Hania's words, her heart cheered. Yup! Don't forget that honey-sweet smile. That charismatic handsome face immediately sparkled. The words of Hania who said "i believe" seemed to arouse her passion for life. He's getting excited. He felt needed by someone he wanted.

Arga's smile is like a sunflower, bright. That smile was contagious to Hania. Although clumsy, Hania's smile changed the look of her originally sad face to sparkle. That face is what Arga always misses.

"Thank you, already trust me" she said as she tightened her grasp, Hania nodded.

There was a relief that permeated his heart. His path to reach Hania showed progress. But he was not yet satisfied. He had just opened a slight gap approaching Hania. The sturdy fortress of the woman was still layered.

"Aren't you papa after this? Or will I take you home?" tanya Arga confirmed Hania's situation.

"No need, I'm not papa. Thanks", reject Hania.

Arga was still staring at Hania. That woman looks better. His face was not as dark as earlier although it still showed a changeable expression.

Arga turned around again looking at Hania. I don't know. He refused to leave the beautiful woman. But there was no reason for him to stay there for long.

Hania who walked after him stopped her steps, she also looked at the sexy man. He felt comfortable with the man but there was no reason to keep him there any longer.

"If there's anything and need my help call me, I don't mind", Arga said, his eyes still staring at the rabbit's eyes.

Hania just nodded her head. He could see a smile rising in the sexy lips of the handsome man. A smile that calms him. Then the man turned around. Hania stared at the sturdy back of Arga who left the private room.

In his heart he felt happy, the man could calm him down. But also worried. He was still confused by his heart. Temporarily weakened and lulled, briefly strengthened and re-installed the barrier wall. What would happen if he opened his heart to that man? What if he just wanted to be friends? Just think of him as a friend? Meanwhile, now he was comfortable with the presence of the handsome man.

The daydream floated where it was until the man stopped at the door, turned back to face him. Hania knows what that means. Arga wanted to drive him as usual. Heh. Even now he knows Arga's body language, and long ago it became a kind of habit. The departure of Arga. Will he have to welcome her one day too? Hania chuckled in her heart. There's only that thought.

Adi, who was waiting for the boss, immediately rose from his seat as soon as he saw Arga walking out.

"Father so to the gallery?", asked Adi to make sure.

Arga. He forgot his agenda. He saw a watch curled around his wrist. 3 Hours less.

"Yes. It seems like it's still time", break it up.

Arga looked again at Hania who was still waiting for him.

"Until I see Han again, I go first", she said reluctantly, Hania just took it off with a smile.

Adi nodded respectfully at Hania who was also replied by a nod. Hania sighed deeply and exhaled slowly. Watching the Arga luxury sedan leave the restaurant.

Hania was still staring at the slowly walking Arga car then disappeared behind the gate of her restaurant. A bundle of prayers just flowed from Hania's lips, expecting the safety and kindness of the silent handsome man began to attract her attention.

The afternoon sky was so bright but from morning the sunlight shone softly. Describes the current mood of Hania. Bright and calm.

He remembered Arga's hand grip had calmed his thundered heart tight. That handsome man could really easily warm his heart that was in a state of turmoil. The man seemed to know how to fill the void of his heart. Even he easily believed it. The attitude that has been fortifying him is like collapsing in front of the charismatic man.

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