Chapter 2 2.

Alara had listened to all her friends talk about marriage. Even with those who were already married. So, what about Alara? If the question was directed to Alara, then the answer would be 'yes and want to'. Alara is a girl. Of course, loving and being loved are inseparable. Alara wants to do it. Indeed, even before she met Bahtiar Gema, Alara wanted to get married. With someone with whom she could believe in the words of falling in love every day.

Unfortunately, every road has a point where it can bring down cars, motorcycles, even those with large loads. So it is the same with Lara who has the weakest point in her life. Besides having to relent and admit her defeat on the battlefield, Lara closed all doors to access her heart. When she likes someone, there is only a degree of admiration that Alara secretly harbors. When someone comes to approach, Alara will try her hardest to stay away slowly. Alara's life is already very bland when someone who is most valuable takes away her 'ownership' and moves to another heart.

But there are also other facts that Alara cannot get rid of considering how she has been damaged since long ago. Seeing the track record of how the world has left her cornered and lamenting her own fate. Alara has no chance to be happy. Even if Alara can achieve happiness, mockery after mockery will accompany her journey. And someone who Alara considers home, will leave slowly leaving her alone again. Enveloped in loneliness, cloaked in dark dew and swallowed.

Alara's married friends also told her. There is no need to look for the perfect partner. It's not necessarily real. Sometimes we also need to be fooled by the illusion of the eyes. It's easy to fall for someone who looks 'perfect' even though at that time we already have one who can fill half of our soul. Because in the end, the final goal is only one; who can provide a home to live in. And if it has been found even with one who becomes his trust to repatriate all stories and is able to share many things until aging together in age.

It would be very peaceful, yes, if you could find one person who was willing to age together. Unfortunately in Alara's mind it was only part of her dream. I don't know when such a time will come to visit her. She said, if we don't take action and get out of our comfort zone, no one will come to us. But Alara was too afraid to try. Alara is too afraid to fall back. Alara was too afraid to get hurt again.

Alara's smile appeared. It was very small and faint. The twitches in the corners sent a painful throb even though the sun was not yet fully high. The dry season had begun to greet the earth and the heat was unbearable. Just standing outside for a few minutes had soaked all the liquid into her shirt.

"Come in." The commanding inner voice was ignored by Alara. "Come on Ara." One more time and Alara was still casting her eyes in all directions. Because, this was still in the office environment. It would be very dangerous if any other employees saw her. "You go in or I'll come down."

The threat was valid. So Alara rushed inside and breathed a sigh of relief. Oh my! That was her heart almost falling out of place. Ouch, Alara was starting to overreact.

"You're like a jailbird. Come as you please, leave as you please," Alara grumbled. She didn't feel guilty about what she said even though Gema frowned at her. "Don't get in touch during office hours, sir."

"You're even bolder." Omo?! What is this? Why did Alara feel so threatened. Volume II after Echo had called out her actions to expose the relationship between the two. "You came into my room and offered more sex than I told you to get into the car."

That's right. Come to think of it, Alara's actions were more frontal than Gema's. Alara even offered her breasts for Gema to hold and play with sensually. My God, where was Alara's face at that moment? How could she do such a thing to her own superior.

"Yes, it's because it's necessary." Gema stifled her laughter. She took her eyes off her driving and cleared her throat once she felt her voice was normal. "Are you laughing at me?"

"No, you didn't. Why would I laugh at you?" But indeed Alara Senja had a level of uniqueness that Gema had never found with any woman. Not even the women who warmed his bed or his ex-girlfriends. Most of them were mature and knew how to keep up with Gema. But Alara... she was unique and had her own charm. So Gema began to waver in her defenses.

"Must be..." Alara's pause made Gema's head turn spontaneously. Her palms were suddenly wet and her mind was blown. "I look like a child in your eyes." Oh, what was Gema thinking. That was indeed the case. Most important of all, Gema could feel Alara. It didn't matter if she was a child or not.

"Not really." Meaning: yes. That's roughly what Alara concluded. Understandable, anyway. Bahtiar Gema was heading towards the age of 33, which was already established and mature. The only thing missing was a companion - a reappearance, that is. And Alara could not expect that when her condition did not give her support.

Alara once imagined. Once in a flash of her empty shadow. When she had found the one person who could provide a home for her heart and soul. Alara remembered her dream some time ago. She said that love is a home for the soul. When Alara had found her home, she would not be busy looking for anything else to move to. Maybe it's true, because for many days to come, love needs more strength than just safety and comfort.

Is Bahtiar Gema one of the nominees Alara Senja envisions?

No-no idea. Alara is just exploring her heart. Feeling her feelings. Is this really what she wants or is it just a matter of obsession? I don't know if it's because of what people say about how strong Gema is in bed. One thing is for sure, Alara wants to make memories-though not many-and if that can be granted, she wants to take the theme of marriage.

"Does falling in love take time, sir?" Alara's question was random. She didn't know why she wanted to ask about love. Though clearly there should be no feelings involved between the two.

"It takes time. It's the same with those of you who hold love. You know, even when you're in love, you get bored." Alara shook her head. Gema responded with a smile. "But what we need is that we are able to find him who will not give goodbye."

Ah, why are Gema's words the same as Alara's thoughts? Suddenly something strange crept in without permission. Letting hope grow there. Alara was baper (bring feelings). Does anyone understand this?

"It would be nice to find a partner like that." Alara's eyes ran out the glass window. Watching the crowded cars that had come to a complete stop in the afternoon traffic jam heading home. "Why did you divorce?"

This was the kind of question Gema had often gotten. Wanting to get angry felt inappropriate. Answering the dark period that he had buried was also not the right solution. Some people will continue to pry. Instead of listening to what kind of wounds Gema got.

"No human is perfect, right?" Alara's head nodded without looking at Gema. "That way, we know how much self-introspection is needed for a better life."

"It only belongs to God if you expect too much change. If the change you're aiming for is for humans, that's it, sir. It's different if you intend it for yourself."

Why did Alara say that? Because she knew Gema was avoiding answering the question she asked. The value would be the same and look balanced.

While for Gema it seemed striking and right on target. What Gema thought was that Lara was a child (little boy) was in fact open-minded and mature. Gema was slapped.