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 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊. 𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚑.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗?" 𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. "𝙸𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚁."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐. "𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊? 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗, 𝙱." 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
"𝙸𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚒, 𝚁. 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚑."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗." 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒-𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚁. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊-𝚊𝚍𝚊? 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞."
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊?"
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒? 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 ...." 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔. "𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕," 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛. 𝙿𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊-𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗. "𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖?" 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊. "𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝙱."
"𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚊, 𝚁. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞.
"𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞," 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊.
"𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚙𝚊?"
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑?" 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞," 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚜.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚁. 𝙺𝚞𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖-𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖. 𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞, 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚊. 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊 ...." 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊.
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚑," 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝙰𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛. 𝙺𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝.
𝙱𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚊.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚒𝚋𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛.
"𝙰𝚍𝚊, 𝙼𝚋𝚊𝚔. 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗."
𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝚁𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜.
𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚕. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒? 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒.
"𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝙰𝚛𝚒!" 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊. "𝙸𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝! 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑. 𝙽𝚊𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞. 𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚒 ___"
"𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝.
"𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝙸𝚢𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚗?" 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊? 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖-𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖?"
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗. "𝚈𝚊. 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛. 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖-𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙻𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞."
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚖𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊.
"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖?" 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗.
"𝙱𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑, 𝙱."
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗? 𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒.
"𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚕," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊.
"𝙱𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝙰𝚛𝚒. 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚖𝚞."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔. 𝚁𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚠𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. "𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙳𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚢𝚞 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚑?"
𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊. "𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 ___"
"𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙱𝚞 𝙳𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚢𝚞 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚑," 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊?"
𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞?" 𝙽𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊.
"𝙹𝚊𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚖𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒!" 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊.
"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚛?"
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗? 𝙳𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚢𝚞 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚑? 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞?"
"𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊!"
"𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 ...." 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊, 𝙱𝚞?"
𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒.
𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. "𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗, 𝙱𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞."
𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊.
"𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚑. "𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒."
𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊. "𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚃𝚄," 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.
𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔. "𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐-𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒.
"𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒."
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊, 𝙱𝚞?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒. 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙸𝚋𝚞, 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝚃𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝙱𝚞. 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑," 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚔. "𝙸𝚢𝚊. 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑, 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚢𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊."
"𝙳𝚒 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚢𝚞, 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚒 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖. 𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚒 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚑."
𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. "𝙲𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙, 𝙱𝚞. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚛𝚜. 𝙸𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛. 𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕."
"𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔. 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝚃𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚔 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚞, 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 ___"
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔."
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