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β β β βWhat are you doing? We were chatting just fine before you barged in and interrupted!β The man snaps, anger flashing at being blocked and brushed aside. βNoβin the first place, who are you to ask that?β His frustration burns hotter.
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β β β Just when he thought he had the perfect prey in the perfect positionβa chance that might never come againβsomeone had to step in and ruin it.
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β β β Aku duduk di salah satu kursi putih, lalu menengadah menatap sosok lelaki yang baru saja kutarik ke sini. Alisku terangkat sebelah, seolah berkata, β Untuk apa kau masih berdiri seperti orang bodoh? Cepat duduk. β
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β β β Seakan-akan bukan aku yang tadi menariknya kemari.
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β β β β Aku akan segera turun! β seruku, sebelum bergegas ke lemari pakaian, menarik sebuah cardigan, dan melangkah keluar kamar. Langkahku cepat menuruni anak tangga, menyusuri lorong panjang yang sunyi. Pintu ruang baca pun tampak setengah terbuka.
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β β β Tanpa ragu, kudorong pintu itu hingga terbuka lebarβdan di sana, berdiri sosok yang sejak tadi kupikirkan.
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β β β It feels warmer than I remember, perhaps because itβs been too long since my last drink. As I set down the sparkling glass, my hand drifts instinctively to my pulsing temple. The world blurs.
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β β β Through the soft fog of my vision, I catch a glimpse of himβlips moving in silence, concern etched across his face as he hovers near. His hands reach toward me, gentle, uncertain. But I can only stare, dazed, at the shapes they form in the mist.
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