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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𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐.
𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚑, 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚌𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙱𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎-𝟸𝟾.
𝚈𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.
𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋. 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚊. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚗.
[𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔?]
𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
[𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝙱𝚞. 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.]
[𝚈𝚊, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑. 𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊.]
[𝙸𝚢𝚊, 𝙱𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕.]
𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚜. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊, 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒.
𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝙰𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚔 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐.
𝙷𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗, 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞.
"𝙰𝚑, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚒. 𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚊.
"𝙳𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝.
𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚕. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝙼𝚊𝚜? 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞.
"𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝙰𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑, 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊.
"𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐.
"𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐," 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊.
"𝙰𝚢𝚘," 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞.
𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗.
"𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
"𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒.
"𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊. 𝙻𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊, 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚔𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚔𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚜. 𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛.
"𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞.
𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑.
"𝙼𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝙲," 𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐.
𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔.
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊, 𝙿𝚊𝚔," 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞-𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊." 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊.
𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚘𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚔. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛.
𝙺𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝.
𝙴𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝚃𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊, 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙼𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕.
"𝙰𝚑, 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝚂𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔-𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒. "𝙾𝚑, 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜," 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.
𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚔, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚊.
𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗, 𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. "𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝙼𝚊𝚜?" 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙱𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. "𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚔 𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝙰𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚊."
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝚃𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛," 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒.
𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑. "𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛, 𝚢𝚊," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚖-𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚊-𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗.
𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚑, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. 𝙳𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑, 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚊.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.
𝚈𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚝, 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗.
"𝙽𝚊𝚑! 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊," 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕.
"𝙾𝚑, 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊. 𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊?"
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚑 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚊𝚗.
𝚁𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚜, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
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