Broaden the heart by forgiving does not make us weak let alone lose. it will make other people aware of a mistake they did. Khanza Arisha.
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"Za wait!"
Reaching for Khanza's hand, Arif would not let go even if the little girl rebelled.
"Listen first," said Arif softly.
"Let go! I want to go home." With all his strength he pulled his hand, in fact he still lost to Arif's strength.
"I'll deliver," Arif coaxed.
"I can walk alone," said Khanza, jerking his hand hard. Then without saying goodbye, he just left.
Arif's sturdy wrist was blown away. Suddenly the man could no longer hold back his annoyance at his cupu friend's indifference.
"Okay! Go home alone. Or do you want to be accompanied by the man earlier?!"
Khanza's footsteps stopped. Pursing his forehead, he wondered why Arif brought up this man again. Back a few steps, he was aligned with his friend's body.
"Is it wrong if I went home with the man? Didn't you also take Vera for a walk at the same time?" The tightness always comes when the name Vera comes to mind.
Arif closed his eyes, said Khanza striking him. Khanza a nobody am I? Why should I be angry when she is with another man. But still it's hard to accept.
"Whatever," he said right in Khanza's face. Then it was Arif's turn to just leave.
Khanza chased Arif to the parking lot. "Rif wait!" prevent it.
However, Arif was already very annoyed, got on the motorbike, he turned the key and started the engine.
"Where are you going?" Khanza blocked the iron horse.
"Go home. It's useless here, you also prefer to be with other people."
Widened his eyes, where there was Khanza choosing to be with someone else. Wasn't that just Arif's accusation earlier?
"Get out of the way," he snarled.
Gazing at that flat face, Khanza shifted himself to the side. But when Arif was off guard, he turned the ignition key and immediately pulled it off.
"Za, come back," Arif asked.
Shaking his head, Khanza grabbed the key.
"Turn it over." Trying to grab the tiny object, Arif was overwhelmed when Khanza actually kept it behind him. "I want to go home Za," he explained.
"No," said the little girl.
Arif didn't want to just give up. Getting off the motorbike, he was still trying to grab his keys.
"Do not return it," threatened Arif, who was already standing tall in front of Khanza.
"No," said Khanza, gripping the iron object tighter.
"Za."
"Um... um." Shook her head, the girl turned out to be stubborn too.
Staring at Khanza full of intimidation, Arif took a few steps forward. But Khanza still wouldn't budge, took a few steps back, he turned and ran away.
"Chase me if you can!" cried Khanza.
Even more furious, Arif was forced to chase Khanza into the garden. "Za come back! I want to go home!" he asked.
"Take it if you can!"
Like children playing chase, Khanza was also agile in running. "Let's get it," Khanza teased.
Took a deep breath, Arif could no longer chase the poor girl. "If you don't want to give it, I'll take a taxi home," said Arif.
Khanza also stopped within one meter of Arif. "Take a taxi home," he ordered, thinking Arif was joking.
Turns out the handsome man was serious about his words. He just walked away, he didn't say another word.
Gazing for a moment, Khanza immediately chased after Arif. But instead of having a nice talk, he grabbed the man's right hand.
"Here is your key." Put the tiny object into the palm of his friend's hand, he ran back towards the road.
Why is this? Why should I fight with him, thought Khanza.
His eyeballs were heating up, clear tears were kicking and Khanza was trying his best to hold them in. "I can't cry." Encouraging herself seemed to be the little girl's new habit lately.
Dispels the tears that finally fall too. He began to relax in his steps. Filling his lungs with as much oxygen as possible, Khanza slowly closed his eyes.
"Just alone, Neng? Do you want to be accompanied home?"
Surprised, the voice was familiar to Khanza's ears. Then he looked up, it turned out that the man who had asked in the garden was walking side by side with him.
"Hey you," said Khanza.
The man also smiled. "We haven't met." Extending his hand he invited Khanza to shake hands. "My name...."
Khanza almost raised his hand to reply to the man in front of him. But the loud sound of the horn stopped him.
Tin!
Arif with his favorite motorbike had stopped near there. "Up," he ordered Khanza.
The little girl just stared blankly.
"Go on!" Arif raises his voice even more. His gaze was straight and sharp at the man who looked relaxed in response.
Awaken from his daydream, Khanza didn't want any arguments or anything like that. Approaching Arif, he climbed into the back seat.
Without a word, Arif immediately spurred the motor's speed. Almost fell backwards, the little girl tightened her grip. Five minutes they arrived at Khanza's residence.
"Stop by-"
"Activate your cellphone," said Arif, who immediately left.
Khanza stared at the man's back until he disappeared. Took a deep breath then he entered.
"Eh Za, you're home. Arif was looking for you here," explained the mother.
Khanza's face was still sad. "Yes Ma, we met earlier in the park, Arif also brought Khanza home." The little girl needs some alone time now. "Khanza to the room, Ma, want to take a shower," he said goodbye.
"Uh yes." The middle-aged woman just let her son into the room. "Does he have a problem, huh? How come he's not excited like that."
Once young, even Mama did not want to interfere. "Let him learn to solve his own problems."
***
In the room Khanza immediately lay on the bed. Arif's cold face was painted on the ceiling. "It should be me who is angry, why is he now angry."
"Oh yes. Cellphone." Khanza immediately inched open the drawer on his nightstand, took the sophisticated object and pressed the power button.
Waited a while, the screen turns on and there are many incoming notifications both from messages and calls.
"Good grief! wise," he was surprised because all calls and messages came from the same message.
Opening the green application, he also smiled as the words 'Sorry' lined up neatly from the chat on behalf of Arif Wijaya's contact.
"I have to end this fight," said Khanza.
Typing a reply message, he hasn't had time to press the send button because the person actually made a call for him.
"Just pick it up, okay? but what did I say?"
Ah, instead of Arif sulking again, Khanza shifted the green button.
"H-Hello," nervous Khanza.
silence. no sound from the other side. Until Khanza started to get annoyed waiting.
"If you just stay silent, don't call," he snapped.
Suddenly Arif cleared his throat loudly. "I don't like seeing you talking to strangers, especially if it's a guy."
Degh!
Khanza's heart raced violently. Is Arif jealous? Happiness welled up in the chest.