A Waiting (Letting Off Single)

Sweet Memories

"Sister, if I hadn't had a partner, what would Rasya do tonight?"

What is this question? How Rasya should answer. Should it be based on the instinct of a man?

"If you don't have a partner?" Slowly Rasya leaned in. "Maybe this is what I'm gonna do." He closed his face until leaving a distance of just a few cent with Dira's face.

Dira stiffened instantly. Does Rasya seriously want to do this? "I'm sorry I was just kidding." Dira shifted her eyes

Rasya smiled and distanced himself. "I'm not that guy. But if you're gonna cheat on me..." Rasya brought himself closer, he advanced Dira's body and positioned himself behind Dira. "We're enjoying tonight together."

"Hem!! I was just kidding. Rasya don't think about it." Dira knitted his brows. His chest was pounding incoherently.

"Not a relationship like you think. I just want to talk to you."

Dira let out a small breath while smiling. He now rested himself on Rasya's chest. Forget about his status for now.

"Actually, do you have the same feeling as me?" ask Rasya. I don't know what, Rasya was braver that night. Or maybe because of the impulsive word from Dira earlier. Even he now wrapped both his hands around Dira's waist. An ice-cold heart can be this cold. Is it only with Dira that his heart can warm?

"According to Rasya?"

"I don't know."

"Yes, I..." Dira stopped his sentence of doubt.

"Forget if you have a partner for tonight."

Dira plays Rasya's fingers in his stomach. "Since I met Kak Rasya first, I have loved Kak Rasya. Somehow the taste can not be lost and until now it feels even more amazed."

"Why wasn't I the only one who was betrothed to you?"

"That's life. Sometimes what we want doesn't always happen."

Rasya stuck his chin on Dira's shoulder. "But first Om Dewa had wanted to mate his son with me."

Dira turned his head to Rasya until their eyes were only a few cent. "Emang Papa ever say that?"

Rasya nodded his head.

"But maybe it happened to Dara first." Dira lowered his gaze. "I'm from the baby with Mama Icha." Dira again looked up at him and looked up at the sky that night. "I used to be jealous of Dara. Why did Dara live with Mama and Papa. But it turned out that the time to answer him, Dara only felt their stay for 16 years, maybe I could take longer than that and accompany their old age." Dira smiled a little. "Hopefully I could always be near Mama and Papa."

"You don't pray to be with me either."

Dira smiled a little. "Yes, I hope."

They chatted until late at night. Until they both fell asleep on the sofa in the most comfortable position. Cuddling each other, even they managed to envy two beds that have not been slept at all.

Towards the morning Dira opened her eyes, she was a little surprised by his position this time. Rasya's hand that was in his stomach even last night he slept with Rasya's arm. His face was flushed, he had never felt this comfortable being close to someone.

Wait up! This is wrong, right? Yeah, clearly wrong. "Sister Rasya." Dira tried to take off Rasya's hand.

"Hem??" Rasya opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Dira's face, it felt like a dream. He took off his arms and got off the sofa. "Sorry." Then he saw a wall clock that still showed at 4 a.m. "You're sleeping again. We'll be home at 6."

Rasya put himself back on the bed and closed his eyes.

Dira got off the sofa and walked to his bed. She turned herself to someone who was back asleep. She smiled a little. "Thank you, it has given me a sweet memory, which may never happen again." he murmured softly.

Dira tried to close his eyes again but he could no longer sleep. At exactly 5 o'clock, he sat down and went to the bathroom.

...***...

"Okay, motorcycle tires wear deflated everything!!" Grumpy a beautiful girl with a typical formal dress of office staff. He pulled the bike over and saw the motorcycle tire that was leaking.

"The tire patch is still a long way away." Nana ruffled her waist for a moment. He had to guide his bike.

The question brought Nana's steps to a halt. He rolled his eyes at the man who again came like a ghost. "My bike is leaking."

Adit got off his bike and then picked it up. "You're on my bike, let's get your bike, I'll take it to the tire patch."

Nana shook her head. "Don't bother with it."

"Sir papa. Than you're late. Let me take the bike to your office."

Nana seemed to think for a moment. "What really is papa?"

"No papa." Adit grabbed the handlebar of Nana's bike and replaced his position.

"Eh, hmm, I'll take Mas Adit's motorbike to the cafe."

Adit was silent for a moment then smiled looking at Nana. Usually he will mock her the free seeker or so forth but this time he just smiled sweetly.

"Okay, I'll have lunch with you later. You're leaving, it's noon."

Nana slightly knitted her brows. Lately Adit is very sweet, different from before.

"Yes Mas. Thanks to ya." Nana got on Adit's bike and started to ride the bike.

Adit was still smiling while guiding Nana's bike.

Papa the bike used to ride later new people. Oh, my God, what am I thinking? I broke my brain between demons and angels. Huh uh?? The teachings of Aksa are powerful for deketin girls.

Nana drove her bike slowly to the office. After arriving, he stopped his bike right next to the new Doni as well.

"Whose motor?" asked Doni while observing the motor that Nana was wearing.

"So the motorcycle tire I leaked, fortunately met Mas Adit. So I can borrow the bike." Nana took off her helmet and walked into the office.

Doni took a long breath. Apparently his rival kali is not tin-canned.

They walked straight to the elevator.

"Yes, Mr. Rasya..." Doni raised a call from Rasya that could be heard clearly by Nana.

"Oiya Sir. So Mr. Rasya is still in Gresik... Yes sir, be careful..."

Nana stops Doni's steps. "Emang Pak Rasya spent the night there?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Same Dira?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where are they staying?"

"Yes, don't know. Maybe at the hotel."

"Ooo, my god. Hade gaswat. Let's not let them..." Shadows like scenes of an online novel between a boss and a secretary instantly flashed through Nana's brain. "Aaa, nooo.. Mr. Rasya is tainted."

Instantly Doni silenced the mouth of Nana's bucket. "Sstt, mostly halu huh. It's impossible for them to be like that."

"Yes who knows. They are actually each other... Huh uh?? Know that I'm terrified of her shadow." Nana got into the elevator.

"What kind of baby is it so horrified? If you both like not cringe anymore but beautiful."

One tabokan Nana put on Doni's face. "Ofmes!!!"