Mahadaras
episode 23

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Dara feels more and more upset, her feelings are getting worse. He misses Dika, misses the man who picked him up at school, the man who bought him ice cream in the park, and the man with all his words of tranquility. Dara wants to be like Dika, who is free to do anything without worry. Dara always saw Dika who was calm in any case, the man was as if he had never been afraid.

Dara admitted that she was comfortable and felt safe when she was near Dika. He always felt protected by the man. Especially with his polite attitude towards women. Dika never oversensitizes. But, a gentle stroke on her head several times made Dara feel flowery. Her heart trembled and it was as if she was flying like a fairy. Dara did not understand how she felt.

According to her best friend Arinda, the feeling that Dara feels is the feeling of love. Dara doesn't know what love is. Moreover, he had never had a close male friend before.

"But you're comfortable, aren't you, Ra, same Dika?"

"Yes anyway"

"You're sorry you keep saying you love him"

"Ih Arinda, when I said that anyway"

"Why is it? Nowadays it doesn't have to be the first guy to say, Ra"

"Yes but when I said that anyway, shame ah"

"That means you don't want to apologize to Dika?"

"If I'm sorry I want to"

"When?"

"Yaaa wait for me to be ready"

"When?"

"Hmm later"

"Yes, when will my dear Dara"

"I tried yesterday to call him"

"Continue?"

"But not so, I deg deg an"

"Hahahaha it's all about salting the same doi again"

"Iiihhh Arinda even sneered"

"Yes, if you are in love again"

"Are you the same Danil?"

"The early days were yes"

"I'm afraid I'm not sorry, Nda. I'm also afraid he's staying away"

"Ra, I'm sure Dika would like to forgive you. Danil said, Dika's a good guy. Yeah, even if it looks like a thug"

"Yes anyway"

"So far yes, if you are afraid of Dika away yes you must immediately apologize to Dika"

"Yes"

The two friends were chatting in the park near the cafe Dara working. They came home from school early, because the teachers wanted to have a meeting. Be the two of them here, Dara who still needs friends to tell stories. And Arinda who is bored at home so intend to briefly drive to cafe Dara work. But because Dara's working hours are still a few hours away, so they stop by the park while eating ice cream and a little snack.

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Dara got home almost at half an hour a night. There was a brief meeting from the boss at the cafe before all the employees went home. So, Dara came home a little late. Dara just wishes that her father wouldn't scold her tonight. Because honestly Dara felt tired today, the cafe was very crowded earlier.

Before entering the room, Dara faintly heard something from the kitchen.

Prang

"Hm"

"Dad what do you want? Let Dara do it?"

"Warm tea"

"Yaudah Dara make tea yes, I wait in the room. Let's go help dad to the room"

"I can do it myself"

With a little bit of restraint the father went back into the room. It seems his father is relapsing his illness. Because Dara could hear a little moaning from her father. His face was shot, although with minimal illumination but Dara still saw how the pain of his father. The lights have been turned off, there is only a small lamp on the table in the corner of the room. In the kitchen there are only lights near the refrigerator.

After the tea was ready, Dara immediately drove him to his father's room. He also wanted to make sure his father had drunk his obant tonight.

Tok tok tok tok

"Dad"

"Come in"

"Dad, here's the hot tea"

"Hm"

"Dad took his medicine"

"Not yet"

"Come on yet. Yaudah this is Dara readyin the medicine yes"

"Hm"

"This is Dad, take the medicine first. Let me recover quickly, I have to be eager to heal ya"

"Don't beat me up"

"Yes, sorry dad"

"Udah, I want to rest. Get out of you"

"Yes dad. Yaudah dad rest yes, good night dad"

No answer from his father. The old man immediately put on his blanket and turned his back to Dara.

After closing the door to his father's room. Dara went straight into her room and cleaned herself up. Today was quite tired, especially in the cafe was Dara almost can not rest. But Dara was also happy, today her father was not angry, even she could say good night to her father. Although his father did not respond, but at least Dara can make sure his father has taken his medicine and rest.

After cleaning and changing clothes. Dara just straight away put her body in bed. Tomorrow is Sunday, which means Dara is off school. Dara intends tomorrow will be used to study before going to work in the afternoon. Because today it feels like Dara is lazy to learn. He wanted to take a break from studying, his mind was also being unfocused. Since his talk this afternoon with his best friend Arinda. Dara always thought of Arinda saying that she had more feelings than just a friend to Dika.

But, if to say his feelings first to Dika, Dara clearly disagreed. Of course he didn't have the courage to do that. To apologize alone Dara still had to gather courage, let alone say her feelings.

I don't know when that feeling existed. Though previously Dara felt ordinary if he was laughing at the man. Even Dara never thought of the man like this.

But, after he got away from the man. Dara became more and more often think of Dika, even his feelings were always not calm. Like worrying about the condition of that man. What he eats well, what he is healthy and what. Strange, yes Dara also felt strange with his feelings.

If, what Arinda said is true, then what should she do. Dika also had the same feelings as him. Or even Dara will be the same as Arinda who has a lover.

Ah, just imagining it already made Dara smile at this moment. And without realizing it, the clock almost shows the 2nd night. Hah what was he thinking about Dika for that long. Even Dara could feel at ease just by thinking about the man. It was strange to think, had a spell what Dika could make it like this.

"I'm sorry why the hell, the time that Arinda said was right if I love Dika. But I can't lie, I keep thinking. Do I contact him now. Uh, but it's too late to bother him to rest"

Dica

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