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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𝙿𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝. 𝙷𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜. 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑.
𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊. 𝙹𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝.
𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚎𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚛.
𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚒. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚕, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝.
𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚞𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 '𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊' 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝙱?"
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚋 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗. 𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚊, 𝙰𝚛," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚜.
"𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑, 𝚈𝚞𝚕," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑, 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚖𝚞?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒.
𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒.
"𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒. 𝙳𝚞𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝚈𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕," 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙻𝚊𝚕𝚞?"
"𝚃𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝙸𝙲𝚄. 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒, 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚔𝚊. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚒. 𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙾𝚖 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚞?"
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊.
𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚛. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚛-𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚝.
"𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚙 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚐," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.
"𝙿𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚐?" 𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙰𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐. "𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚕-𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝙼𝚋𝚊𝚔," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚔 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙾𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐-𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝙼𝚋𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊? 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒." 𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚑.
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝙿𝚊𝚔. 𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞.
"𝙾𝚑, 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝙼𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑-𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊."
"𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑, 𝙿𝚊𝚔." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝, 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙽𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚒.
𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚔𝚘𝚝𝚊. 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒.
𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔!
𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚊𝚗? 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒-𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊.
[𝙳𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?]
𝙿𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝙳𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
[𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊.]
𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔.
[𝚃𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚓𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝.]
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞? 𝚁𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗.
𝙺𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗.
"𝙸𝚢𝚊, 𝙿𝚊𝚔," 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚔𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚞.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊.
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 ...." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗. "𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒," 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗-𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛?" 𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑.
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙱𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚖𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚝, 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝙿𝚊𝚔," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒.
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞, 𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚏𝚊𝚝?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒.
𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚗, 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚝.
"𝙸𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚂𝙼𝙿," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗.
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕."
𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔.
"𝙻𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊," 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒.
"𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚋𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒."
"𝙼𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛."
