UNEQUAL
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. Raisa was silent stirring the ice cream that Fariz bought.

"You think about Rayyan?" Fariz asked guessing Raisa's thoughts.

"No. I'm thinking about your feelings."

"Me?" Fariz looked at Raisa more and more.

"Do you still love me?" Raisa asked, but Fariz was silent and did not answer. Only his breath was heard.

"If so why? These eight months I haven't lost any of my feelings for you." Fariz looked at Raisa.

"But our relationship is just a pretense in front of your family, it already explains that you've forgotten how you feel about me." Fariz turned his face away.

"I'm not pretending. We're back in a relationship." At once Fariz turned his head back and looked at Raisa deeply. Is Raisa kidding me?

"Is it because Rayyan was your sister's boyfriend?"

"It has nothing to do with Rayyan. I still love my sister. I'm sorry I didn't explain the truth at the time. And let brother cut ties unilaterally." Raisa did not turn her head at Fariz, and still stirring the ice cream in front of her.

"That's it. It's over too." Fariz patted the back of Raisa's hand despite not grasping it.

. "Your health is improving. And it seems like your mood has been improving lately." Syndir Dimas who checked Arisa's condition after some time passed. And pay attention to the closeness of Arisa and Rayyan who are increasingly approved by her family.

"Dim... Can you tell me?"

"What else is Arisa?" Delik Dimas was lazy because Arisa must have asked what the name of his heart donor was.

"Dimas.." whining Arisa.

"Hmphhh. I'll tell you."

"Why is it so hard? Just mention the name."

"Nadhira. She's the same age as you." Say half-sniffened Dimas.

"Sincerely." Arisa is no less upset with Dimas' attitude.

"You've rested."

. The door opened, and it looked as though Gilang had entered alone.

"Oh, you two?" She was embarrassed with a timid face and was about to turn back out.

"Ehhhhh.. Where are you going?" Shouted Arisa and Dimas simultaneously and they looked at each other. Gilang looked at the two with still a embarrassed face.

"Say.." call Arisa.

"Yes, ma'am." Sahut Gilang polite but still did not move from the door.

"Here...You want to look up, right?" Arisa is swinging her hand. Although it is big, but Gilang is still a child who has just reached adulthood.

"Where's mom?" Arisa asked when Gilang was already sitting next to her.

"Mother's at home." Answer Gilang.

"Mom's feet hurt again huh?" Timpal Dimas who sat down after cleaning his medical equipment.

"Why mother?" Arisa suddenly worried.

"Mom's rheumatism is coming back again." Sahut Gilang answered first.

"Oh yes. I made this for mbak. He said it was special for a son-in-law." Gilang continued to give a box to eat secretly so as not to be discovered by others.

Arisa grabs the lunch box and opens it, Arisa smiles when she finds what is inside.

"Mom still remembers my favorite." Arisa.

"Try the taste of mbak. There's Gilang's work as well."

"Are you able to do that?" Tanya Dimas looked at Gilang in disbelief.

"Usaha bang, make it mbak. Brother, I love but no effort." Sindir Gilang delicates from Dimas.

"Who are you insinuating?" Dimas pushed Gilang cheeks slowly.

"Again..."

"Lang... Why is this one a bit bitter? It seems like too much chocolate." Arisa said as she devoured the second chocolate cake. A cake similar to a cupcake, but slightly smaller.

"That's Gilang's mbak."

"Huu." Dimas's ejek was satisfied.

"At least I have a bang."

"Yes yes.easy to eat his efforts." Dimas rubbed his youngest sister's face rough. If Rama were still alive, perhaps the one now beside Arisa was Rama. Gilang's facial lines are almost similar to Rama's rather than to Dimas's.

"Well... Can you leave us both? I want to talk to Mbak." Saying suddenly.

"Why should you come out? Speak up.!" Dimas casually ignored his sister's request.

"Bang... That brother doesn't understand, does he?" Delik Gilang was upset.

"Dim..." Arisa glanced at Dimas who was making Gilang upset. Dimas laughed then passed leaving Gilang and Arisa.

"What are you talking about?" Arisa puts down her food and focuses on Gilang's talk.

"Feeding is okay."

"No. That's not polite. So, if Gilang wants to see me eat again, talk first."

"Yes, uh, mbak."

"So, Gilang likes Gilang's friends. The day after her birthday. So..."

"Actually women are simple, no gifts are okay. But, look who the girl you're after. Is he simple? Or..."

"He's like mbak. Good, and friendly."

"You gave him time."

"meaning mbak? His birthday is in the retreat?"

"It's not his birthday that's down, but you give him your time that day. Take him out, watch, or just hang out at the cafe. That's more than enough to make women feel good."

"Is that so? Was Rama's bang like that on mbak?" Immediately Arisa's smile disappeared hearing the question. As long as Rayyan was around, Arisa no longer felt homesick for Rama. Now it feels very tight when the heart has begun to forget, but is reminded again.

"More than that. Rama. Rama always takes the people traveling. What else when the birthday, Rama took a tour around every corner of the city. Take the bus from the stop to the nearest stop, take the train from the station to the nearest station. As simple as that, I feel happy Lang. But what makes it different, he wishes a happy birthday to mbak at the end of time. Most people will probably say it at the beginning of time. But this is another." explained Arisa by throwing a smile back.

. The door opened and immediately Gilang's face became wry to see Rayyan who entered with a bouquet of small white roses. Gilang guessed that right, now Arisa had forgotten Rama and did not give Dimas a chance to get closer to him.

"Say home first mbak." Silang spoke in a hurry.

"For a minute? He said he'd vent." Ejek Arisa who was not responded by Gilang. It was clearly an uncomfortable feeling with Rayyan's existence.

Glazed passed by with quick steps and closed the door a little harshly.

"Why him?" Rayyan looked at the door, then at Arisa.

"It seems rushed." Arisa continued to eat the cake in her hand.

"What's that?" Rayyan asked with a curious face.

"Cake."

"From?"

"From Gilang."

"Ohh..." Rayyan nodded slowly while sitting in bed with Arisa.

"How's college?" Asked Arisa who was aware of the tangling of Rayyan's face.

"Sepy." Answer's short.

"Why?"

"Because you don't exist." Arisa stopped chewing, and stared innocently at Rayyan.

"Darken your eyes." Rayyan rubbed Arisa's face.

. Again the door opened and Arisa was surprised because only now she was met by Marcel.

"You're dating?" Marcel asked still in the doorway.

"Sister... The new brother's up?" Ask Arisa innocently. Rayyan no less innocently glanced at Arisa and was still silent in her place. Indeed, the guest does not know himself, who is sitting in the patient's bed.

"Big brother's been here since you fainted." Marcel pushed Arisa's forehead with anxiety.

"really? But, why after I realized brother didn't see me." Arisa Whine.

"You know what not? I was so grateful to hear that a good man would donate his heart to you, throughout the operation, I kept chanting prayers so I wouldn't make mistakes. My fear again haunted me when your condition dropped again after surgery, I cried beside you. I'm a doctor, even I work in America. But I can't save you. And until finally, your condition is stable...." Marcel stopped as if deliberately hanging his story.

"Then?" Arisa's getting curious.

"You're safe and I'm crying happily in your house. I don't have the courage to meet you. And now, since you're cured, so you're going back to America."

"Now?" Marcel nodded unable to hold back his tears. Seeing the girl he already regarded as his sister had already made it through the difficult time between life and death.

"Send my regards to Michelle." Arisa said looking down lethargic.

"She missed you too." That answer was enough to make Arisa smile. Michelle is Marcel's sister. She is 1 year younger than Arisa. During Arisa's treatment to America, Michelle always took the time to meet Arisa.

Marcel said goodbye and passed back leaving Arisa and Rayyan who did not move even a little from his seat.

. After intensive treatment, Arisa is now allowed to go home. He has been in the hospital for almost a month. Dreams about Rama always flashed across his face.

"Why?" Ask Raisa.

"I want to go to Rama's tomb first." Arisa answered looking forward to all her family members.

"All right, but not for long." Tio.

. Arriving at the grave area, Arisa immediately stopped intention to get out of the car.

"We'll just go home." Arisa said feeling guilty.

"Why not be?" Ask dad grabbing Arisa's shoulder with worry.

"What's wrong, Dad, just feeling a little tired." Arisa leaned her body.

Despite engaging in conversation along the way, Arisa's mind keeps on recalling one of her dreams.

. Raisa sat opposite Arisa in her room.

"Tell Aris. You're thinking about something, aren't you?" Raisa asked who felt different from Arisa.

"Rais. I dreamt of Rama."

"Help.. Aris, doesn't it happen because you miss her."

"But this is different Rais. I approached him in a large place. And it looks like he's waiting for me. We hugged each other, let go of each other. I cried and I said I was going with her, but she let go of me, and she said that I was not yet home with her. Then, she left me alone crying and she just disappeared. And at that moment, I woke up." Obviously Arisa enthusiastically but tears had already wet her cheeks.

Raisa shuts her mouth with her hand hearing Arisa's story.

"That's not a dream. But indeed Arisa met with Rama in another realm. Even to meet Rama. What happens if Arisa really leaves." Raisa muttered in tears.

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