The Price is an HONOR
IT'S TOO LATE

Three women appear to be joking at a cafe. They are friends who have not met for a long time.

"Kebangetan lo Ra, it has been 4 months in Indonesia not ngabarin us. What do you do at home? a seminy?" The angry Viona protest.

"You know, we can't wait anymore." Timpal Lala's.

"Sorry girls, I'm busy so there's no time to get out."

"It's just a reason, busy doing cobak until you can not get out of the house at all. Couldn't it be that the son of the sultan kayak lo was busy mopping or washing clothes?"

"Gue works now, I'm a manager at Kak Arya's company. I also have to help him time, not just ask for money."

"Lo has really changed, Ra now. You are very mature, from the way of thinking to appearance, everything has changed. I swear, I've just reached pangling ngeliat lo, the more beautiful lo." Praise Viona.

"Make it sexier too." Lala Sahut.

Yeah, Amaira's not what she used to be. The girl had metamorphosed into a beautiful and sexy woman. No more Amaira the skinny pincher like a plywood.

"Bwt, the pasta is really good. You guys subscribe here?" Ask Amaira while enjoying pasta.

"We are not Italian food lovers like lo. So we never came here. This is also my first time here." Answer Lala.

"But I swear, it's really good, the food's good too. This photo of Yuk. You guys must know this place from the sosmed, right?"

"So you really don't know about this cafe?" Search Viona.

"I don't know, my guy just came home from Singapore. For almost 4 years, I have never been to Indonesia. At best Arya's sister who played there. What happened to this cafe?"

"This is Sean's cafe, cook you don't know anyway? Not that you are also a follower, brother Sean, right? Brother Sean always promoin his cafe in ig."

Belongs to Sean's brother? Does Alan come here often? inner Amaira.

Amaira has not used social media since moving to Singapore. He focused on medicine and college.

"We go home yuk?" Invite Amaira, inexplicably his heart suddenly felt bad.

"Have the food not finished yet? lo why the hell? Anyway said lo earlier, temen lo want nyusulin here. He's not coming yet, how's he doing?"

"Yes, anyway." Amaira sat back down and finished the pot.

BRUKK

A waitress delivering Lala's drink slipped and the drink she was carrying spilled on Amiara. Amaira immediately stood up and cleaned her dress with a tissue.

"Where can you work?" Omel Lala's.

"Dong's heart, my clothes get dirty because of you." Amaira also nagged the waitres.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it. I was just flirting."

"Lo's excuse." snapped Viona.

"So really, look at my tomato sauce." Waitres was pointing down, it is true that he slipped because there are pieces of tomatoes near the table Amiara. Amaira remembered that she had thrown away just any tomato pieces.

"What's this?" The cafe manager who saw the commotion immediately came closer. Waitres was just looking down, he was afraid of being fired.

How surprised the three women were to see who had come. Yeah, that guy was Alan.

"Organ." Lirih Viona and Lala together.

Speechless, that's what Amaira is like today. After 4 years, he finally met up with Alan again. And that felt the same, his heart was still racing as he looked at Alan.

The same thing with Alan, the man flinched for a while. He didn't know he was going to meet Amaira. The woman he missed for 4 years.

"Sorry sir, I accidentally spilled a drink on this mbak shirt." Said the Waitres to wake Alan from his daydream.

"Yes, let me finish this business." Tell Alan to his subordinates.

"Thank you sir." The waitress immediately left the place.

"How are you doing Ra?"

"Nice Al."

"Please forgive my employee. He was unintentionally. For the shirt, I'll replace it."

Viona and Lala seem to be experiencing dejavu. It used to be almost the same way Amaira trapped Alan and told him to change his clothes.

"Ra, can I have your time for a minute. I want to talk to you both."

Amaira was at a loss to answer, to be honest she was very nervous at the moment.

"Could Ra?"

"I, yes."

Alan smiled hearing that. Seeing Amaira's nervousness, Alan feels that Amaira still has a taste for her.

"We're talking over yuk."

Amaira nodded.

"Rome."

Amaira turned to hear the voice she knew so well. For he was the only one who called Amaira by the call of Rara.

"Old time, baby? Sory I was a lot of patients, so a little long." Said a man who had just arrived.

Hearing him call Amira beb, made Alan instantly aware. Yeah, he's too late. Amaira is no longer his like she used to be. Four years is not a short time, 4 years is able to change a person's feelings. And in the end, he had to accept the fact that Amaira belonged to someone else now.

"Who is Ra?" ask Lala.

"He's Edward's brother, my girlfriend."

My boyfriend, said it like a spear that directly hit Alan's heart. Sick, sick to hear Amaira call another man her boyfriend. His position in the heart of Amaira has been replaced now.

At the same time Alan's employees came to him. He told her that the band that was supposed to be playing tonight couldn't come.

"Please continue eating you guys, I'll excuse you." Alan said and left with his employees.

"Sit sis, know this I'm Viona and Lala." Viona and Lala soon introduce themselves to Edward and vice versa. "What kind of pesen do you want?" Amaira asked Edward, who was sitting next to her. Lala and Viona were still stunned, they did not think that Amaira had managed to move on from Alan.

"Just like you are Ra, I think it's good." Edward answered while looking at the plate in front of Amaira.

Amaira immediately ordered food for Edward.

"Why are you dressed?" Edward saw the stain on Amaira's clothes.

Amaira was silent, she still thought Alan could not focus. Lala and Viona looked at each other, they could see that Amaira's mind was not here. They believe Alan was the cause.

"Ra, Rara." Edward patted Amaira on the shoulder until she woke up from her daydream.

"Yes, brother."

"Why are you talking. Think what the hell?"

"Well, there's nothing." Amaira hurriedly sipped her drink to reduce her nervousness.

JRENG

Their attention was shifted to the sound of guitar passages. In a place that is usually used by live bands, Alan was seen sitting with a guitar.

🎶

Oh this is my sad story I left him

How stupid of me. And now I'm sorry

Take off the beauty and that's you

God help me. Give him back

Into my arms because I can't

Replacing himself I admit honestly I can't

I really can't

🎶

Alan's eyes kept on Amiara. But Amaira kept her head down while squeezing her fingers. His heart was stirred as if he heard Alan's song.

No, no need to ge er Ra. This song is not for you, this song is not the heart of Al. This song is just a song. Conscious Ra don't baper, inner Amaira.