Love With Candidates
Where stay?

"Horeeeee! great Sat!" Elisha immediately approached Satria and gave a brief kiss on the cheek of the mad man sitting on the motorbike and just turned off the engine.

Satria had no chance to resist reflexively, Elisha seemed to deliberately do so quickly.

"Congratulations, you are still the most powerful, tomorrow there is a regional capital level racing event you want to join? Pretty prize. If you want later I say that Brother will be registered, must be fast, hopefully there is still, because the quota of participants is not much" said Elisa while slipping her arm around Satria's waist.

"Sorry, Lisa seems like if the level of the capital area, I have not dared, I must have lost anything to them. Financially the tools I have are still inadequate. 

"Speaking who it's like, Sat, I support you, I'm ready to help."

Elisha stuck his head on Satria's arm. 

"Udah Sat, the Elisha support you, go away, if you can champion enough, you can buy a dream house and land. It could be a future asset.

Satria sat down thinking, the prize is big if he became a champion, but what is it, if he knows he is married Elisha is still this good. 

"El, we're both talking yuk, I have to talk to you a lot."

"Sat, by the way, I'm so stubborn."

"Let your motorbike delivered by other children, you I bonceng ya. I'm anterin coming home while we're talking."

"Okay, it's really fun." Elisha was suddenly happy, his face was smiling.

Elisha climbed in the arms of Satria, he wrapped his arms around Satria's waist so that he did not leave the distance between the two. 

"Bro let's go home first!"

"Yes, be careful to bring people's children, do not take turns," Sadewo teased again. 

"Not turning can be bumpy, Bro" replied Satria who responded to Sadewo's remark with a joke.

Motor Satria immediately darted into the black asphalt, passing through shophouses that began to close and restaurants that were already deserted. 

"Satria" said Elisha who seemed to want to speak.

"Elisa, I'll talk to you."

"Yes, you said it first, Sat." Elisha answered, holding his hand. His chin was stuck on Satria's shoulder.

"You're Sat first!"

"No, you're first, it's important." Satria.

"Sat, I'm afraid you've been merried, for forced to save your sister's future wife from embarrassment, Si Alya is your wife's name, AKBID's son."

"Who said?" 

"You don't need to know Sat, which I'm obviously disappointed in, you know it's not fair to you, you deserve to be happy with the woman who loves you, loving each other Satria."

"You don't love her, do you?she's not in love with you? And what about the woman who loves you sincerely, Satria?"

"It was my only rival Rosa, did not know Rosa would also be heartbroken like me." The woman sobbed on Satria's back. Satria could feel something seeping into his back until it got wet.

"You know everything now, right? I am no longer a single man."

"Yes I understand, but still I do not sincerely let go of you Sat, the problem is that you do not love each other."

"I'm going to learn to love him, he's definitely not letting me down, you're calm." Satria stretched Elisha's arm from his waist, Satria and Elisha had already arrived in front of the third-floor mansion belonging to the woman's family. 

Elisha came down from Satria's motorbike, immediately approached Satria and looked at her with a sense of unwillingness, Elisha continued to observe as the man took off his helmet.

"Whatever my current status is, we're still friends. You, Rosa my best friend," said Satria cutting Elisha's sentence, Satria knew at this time Elisha was in deep disappointment, but she had to know the reality. He did not want to give Elisha the slightest hope. 

"Satria came in, yuk Abang was waiting." the woman switched the conversation 

"Elisa grabbed Satria by the arm and invited her in.

Elisha's attitude did not change even though he knew that the man was married. The woman could not accept Satria's marriage, which made her best friend look unhappy. 

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Very engrossed in a long conversation, with the brother of Elisha named Bang Arka that made Satria forget time. 

Their chatter is exciting and occasionally laughs, Bang Arka likes Satria, as a young child always behave as it is and does not leave any courtesy. 

"No, it doesn't feel like it's two o'clock, I think I should go home."

"It's late even before the morning Sat, mending you go home all morning. You have a college day tomorrow, right? Rarely do you come here, if there is no need for this."

Satria is not happy with Bang Arka whose kindness is like her own brother. Unfortunately, her brother has changed. 

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Alya and the mother at home were worried about Satria's condition.

"Satria seems to be staying at Sadewo's house, Al. If one o'clock doesn't come home usually he goes home in the morning." Mother said while yawning, mother's sleepiness is no longer helped. 

"It looks like you're right, Satria's quota is running out, I don't call, Mother."

"It's a habit, he rarely checks his cell phone if again the same friend, Mother memorized his behavior, Al." Mother back to yawn. It seems that sleepiness can no longer be held. 

"Mother, go to sleep first, Alya also wants to go to the room, kok bun," persuaded Alya who was not happy to invite staying up late in-laws. 

After Mother Aisyah to the room, Alya walked towards the balcony she saw the dark blue sky and stars twinkling, the air so cold pierced the skin. 

Alya repeatedly observed the time that kept running from her phone screen. Alya's hopes have not been dashed, He still hopes Satria comes home and forgives her. 

"Satria's home, dong. I'm sorry." Lirih Alya while holding on to the trellis iron that became the barrier. Alya continued to stare at the tightly shut first-floor gate. "Please Satria come home dong."

Alya then sat on the rattan chair that was used when relaxing. The woman who is now cold and attacked by sleepiness is no longer able to keep watch. I don't know what time he fell asleep in the rattan chair on the balcony. His sleep is very good.

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Time passed quickly, the next morning Alya was no longer on the balcony, he had slept on the bed in his room and the body wrapped in a blanket limited to the chest. 

Alya immediately got up and tried to remember what happened last night. Yes, he vaguely began to remember Satria taking him into the room and peeping his cheek to the right. The taste is still so felt, Alya touched the cheek that felt the mark of a wet lip kiss last night. 

"Satria, she's home, but where is she?" Alya moved, her net began to comb through the room.

"Satria! Satria! Are you in the bathroom?" 

Alya eavesdropped on the closed bathroom, there was no sign of anyone inside. Alya immediately went out of the room, saw the wide back of the man wearing a white shirt, was observing the distant view on the tea garden, his hair was wet, and on his neck was a small towel that was already half wet. The man had just taken a shower and shampooed. 

"Sa-Sa-tria, what time did you come home last night." With doubtful steps Alya approached the wide back of the man who was behind her.