Arimbi dua kali gagal ke pelaminan karena calon suaminya menolak melanjutkan rencana pernikahan, dengan alasan yang tak dikemukakan di hadapan orang tuanya.
Di usia menginjak dua puluh tujuh tahun, Arimbi berpikir tak ada pria yang akan menerima keadaannya, berhubung sudah berkali-kali mendapat penolakan. Dia memilih menyendiri, hingga tanpa sengaja bertemu kembali dengan teman SMP yang bernama Bumi. Dari sana, kedekatan mulai terjalin.
Namun, Arimbi tak mengetahui dengan baik, seperti apa kehidupan Bumi yang sebenarnya. Termasuk, saat pria itu tiba-tiba menjauh.
Lalu, bagaimana nasib Arimbi? Dapatkah dia membangun hatinya yang kembali dihancurkan rasa kecewa?
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𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊. 𝙾𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐-𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞. 𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞.
"𝙰𝚍𝚞𝚑!"
𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚛.
"𝙷𝚎𝚢! 𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒." 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚑. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑."
"𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏."
𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒"
"𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒."
𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒-𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛?" 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗.
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝟷𝟾𝟷 𝚌𝚖. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜.
𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚞𝚓𝚒 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚙𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗.
"𝙺𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒.
"𝙳𝚒 𝙿𝚃. 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊?"
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐. "𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞-𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙺𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊. 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖. "𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗."
𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝, 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊.
"𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊? 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝.
"𝙼𝚊𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚕.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔. "𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕-𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙻𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙𝚒 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗," 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞.
"𝙹𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. "𝚂𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜. 𝙽𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊."
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚗, 𝙱 (𝚋𝚒)," 𝚙𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊.
"𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚁 (𝚊𝚛)," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛.
𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝙳𝚞𝚕𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞 𝚂𝙼𝙿. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚂𝙼𝙰 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞.
𝙶𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚖, 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝.
𝙺𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗. 𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚖.
"𝙰𝚛! 𝙰𝚛𝚒!" 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚃. 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎.
"𝙷𝚊𝚒, 𝚈𝚞𝚕," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗? 𝚈𝚊.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝙾𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚗𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚂𝙼𝙰.
"𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕.
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒." 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔.
"𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗.
"𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊.
"𝙾𝚑, 𝚢𝚊?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗.
𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗. "𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗-𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞. 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.
𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑. 𝙹𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐.
𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚓𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
𝙳𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝.
𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗.
𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒. 𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑.
"𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗."
