The Way Love's

The Way Love's
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The atmosphere that night was very cold. Even if it wasn't for the promise, Sya would have chosen to remain inside the house. It's just that Dava asked to meet tonight. In a cafe far from home.


I tried to give an excuse if the cafe was far away. It's impossible if he has to come alone, but Dava insists on meeting Sya without Arda.


"You look worried. What's up?" asked Arda who was directly sitting in front of Sya. He also took the phone from his hand.


He did not answer. He chose to get closer to Arda and clenched Arda's body tightly. Sya is afraid if she comes and turns out to be tricked by Dava.


"Tell me Yes."


"You know. The one who confessed to my brother asking to meet at this time. He wanted me to come somewhere far enough. I'm scared" said Sya.


"Why should you be afraid. I will always be with you."


"He asked me to come alone. He said he missed me so much."


Arda seems to think. Then, he clasped her hand tightly. He looked into his eyes, there was fear there.


"Come there. He's your brother, it's obvious that he misses you."


What Arda says is justified by Sya's heart. She had long since missed her brother. Even though disbelief continues to incarnate.


"I'll see him."


Arda nodded. "Let me always yes" Arda said later.


"Surely."


He began to improve. He changed clothes with warmer ones. Nor did he forget to bring his cell phone.


"Didn't you want to take me?" ask Sya.


"Sorry, tonight I have to take Mama to the airport. For the time being she'll be staying with Mila."


"Then I'll go first. You be careful on the road."


Yep. Mila had indeed moved to another city after Sima's return from the hospital. He wanted to give her what Sima wanted. Sima wanted to stay in a place with many sights.


Maybe that's what makes Mrs Ken want to go there too. He wanted to calm himself down after the incident. It's seen that Madame Ken is still traumatized in that house.


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The quiet streets made Sya occasionally look back. This time he came to this place. A dark and lonely place.


Several times Sya asked the address of the cafe she was headed to. Arriving in a small alley visible lights flickering in a house. She felt if it was the place Dava meant.


"really. This is the place," Shay.


He went into that place. Not a cafe, it's more of a nightlife.


Many eyes were staring at him. They looked strangely at what she was wearing. Almost all the women there wear sexy and skimpy clothes, but not with Sya. He was wearing pretty closed clothes.


"Have you come?"


I was shocked to hear that greeting. Then he looked at the man in front of him. Is it true she's Dava. She tried to recall how her brother's face was.


"Follow me. It's too noisy here" said the man.


He just followed what the man said. Until he came into a room. The room looked neat, unlike the room full of people earlier.


"Yes. I miss you so much" the man said as he hugged Sya without excuse.


The one who was still in doubt immediately pushed him hard. He doesn't want to be touched by just anyone.


"What's up. Don't you miss me?"


He chose to sit in a chair. Then she looked at the man who claimed to be her brother.


"I can explain it."


"Is it possible that you are not my brother Dava" said Sya.


It looks like Dava is upset. He thought that I would just believe it. It turned out that this woman in front of him was not easy.


"Didn't you trust this brother of yours?"


"I need proof. Maybe you got love from my mom. It's just that I still don't believe."


Dava opened a closet containing a box. He took the city out and put it on the table. One by one, the stuff from the box he took out. Starting from clothes, pants, shoes, and some photos.


"See. Do you remember, this is the shirt I was in the first time I left the house" Dava said.


He looked at the shirt. Slowly the shadow of his brother when he used to say goodbye was present in the eye pelupuk.


"This. This is a photo of our childhood. Don't you remember?" this time Dava's tone of voice was quite loud.


Tests. A tear drop fell on Sya's cheek. She misses her brother very much. Even so, Sya still does not believe in the person who is currently in front of him.


Dava who saw the tears felt that Sya had full trust in him. Slowly he approached and would hug back.


"Wait a minute, I still don't believe you."


"Is all this not enough?" ask Dava.


"My brother has a birthmark. If you were my brother, you'd have it."


Dava laughs. He seemed happy with what Sya was doing.


"I'll show you."


Dava took off his shirt and showed a birthmark on his right chest. He even asked Sya to see it clearly. Surely so that Sya would believe.


This time I can't avoid it anymore. The person in front of him was his brother. After Dava put his clothes back on, he picked up a drink and gave it to Sya.


"I knew. You still can't believe it, but it's really me. I'm your brother, Dava Zein."


"I'm sorry, I can't recognize you, sister."


My crying broke. She hugged Dava tightly. The person he had thought to be dead was now in front of him. It feels like a dream.


That night Sya and Dava spent a lot of time with stories. When they were little, when Dava tried to live in the big city. Many things they shared, until in the end Sya had to return. He can't wait to meet Arda and tell her everything.


***


Arda did not believe what Sya said. He thought the person in the picture was going to meet Sya. Apparently not. Arda felt that something was wrong.


"I'll show you the picture if you don't believe me" said Sya.


Arda saw the photo on Sya's phone. It's true they're very different. Even though they have the same name.


"Do you still not believe me?" ask Sya.


"I believe you."


Finally I smiled. After that Arda went back into his study. He immediately called his confidant.


"You've misinformed me" Arda said in an angry tone.


"You find out the truth. Don't let my wife know" said Arda again.


Then he decided on the phone. He sat down thinking. Just this time the person he had told was misinformed. Fortunately, I did not know about the fire. If he knew the truth, he would definitely be angry at Arda.


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