
That afternoon all of Rachel's friends had gone home, Rachel was among the last to go home because her work was piling up. After clearing his desk he came out and saw Andre waiting for him.
"Kirain at home work inside, until you want to call Andini's mom so you are given a bonus," commented Andre.
"Thank you for getting it" said Rachel.
"Yeah, are you tired?"
"Not really, why?" ask Rachel.
"I want to take you on the road,"
"Uhm... "
"I forgot you were sick, you took a break first" Andre rubbed Rachel's head. Rachel pulled Andre's hand and pinched him.
"Destroyed it!" his protest. Andre laughed and led Rachel to his car.
In the distance, a pair of eyes belonging to Andini hatefully saw the familiarity between Andre and Rachel. He hates to see that. But he has to be patient, he will make the pleasure a regret. He promises in his heart. Andini turned around and waited for them to pass from the parking lot. He just got home.
***
Andre stopped by the fruit shop. He bought a few kilos of fruit and snacks for Rachel.
"Now, let it heal quickly. When we are fit, we go for a walk. You still have an appointment,"
"This is the name, hmmm yes. I'm sorry, I'm so tired today" said Rachel.
"What's wrong, another day. What matters is that you're healthy first,"
"Thanks" Rachel smiled.
Andre turned his car towards Rachel's house.
"Almost first?" haggard Rachel.
"Thank you, next time. You rest yes, greetings to mother," Andre waved towards Rachel and Bram whose faces were bent.
"Home home? tumben cepet," said Rachel.
"Hmmm, uh,"
"Help bring this dong!" pinta Rachel, but Bram was dumb and passed into the house.
"Babelle!" rachel protest carrying 1 bag of fruit, while one bag of snacks he put on the terrace.
"Oh my goodness" commented Cecil.
"Hmmmh. Mr. Andre's work," said Rachel.
"Wuah very much he hihihi," Cecil helped Rachel bring in the groceries.
"Brachel! Where aja? how late is he coming home? that's a lot of shopping!" comment mother.
"Rachel had a lot of bun work, this was Andre who was shopping all together Rachel came home,"
"Andre was here yesterday?" ask mother.
"Yes bun,"
"Hmmmh, would-be mother-in-law huh?" ask the mother who sat next to Rachel.
"Diii...! No really. I'm ah Rachel wants to take a shower," Rachel went to her room.
"That's just angry, must not have been shot by Andre?"
"Mr.. ih rese'!" Rachel yelled from the door to the room hearing her mother's prank.
***
After dinner, Rachel sat in her study writing a short story. In addition to her hobby of drawing, Rachel likes to write short stories. Just to express an idea or thing that he had experienced in the form of a story.
Rachel stretched her hand after she finished writing. Bram walked in and stood in front of the window of the room staring into the courtyard.
"Bram?" call Rachel.
"Hmmm... "
"Why are you?"
"Just to say, don't get too close to Andre,"
"Why?"
"He's not as good as you think. Not yet you know, but you have to take care of yourself too" said Bram who now switched to sitting in front of Rachel.
"If there's anything call me,"
"Yeah, I don't know why you can say Andre is not a good person but you also don't mention why, I'm curious!"
"Later you know yourself,"
"Okey," Rachel gave up.
"Okay, I'm going down first. Don't sleep late,"
"Sip!"
After Bram died, Rachel walked to the window and looked up at the night sky. Tonight the moon is invisible but many stars shine. The sound of a creaking swing made Rachel turn her gaze downwards. The man was playing a swing but his head was down. I don't know what he's thinking.
Rachel watched him for a long time but the young man silently lowered his head. Rachel wanted to scream calling the man but stopped. Afraid his voice interrupts and makes Bram or his mother come.
Rachel picked up a book and fruit. He sat on the balcony and read. His eyes occasionally turned towards the mysterious man. The silvery hair shines on a dark night. Anyone who looks must be stunned to see the perfection of the man. The girls' dream.
'There must be a lot of women chasing after her, ' Rachel's inner self.
Just at that moment the man looked up at the sky and he came down from the swing. A moment disappeared then came back again with his sad dance. His body again wrapped with the look on my face. Rachel could not concentrate any more on her reading. He closed his book and got up to see the man from the balcony.
The man's charm made it hard to turn away. Who is not impressed by her face, body and dance style? My author is also in the thick! hehehe
The man turned and looked up. He looked towards Rachel. She smiled and finished her dance. He looked at Rachel. Rachel clapped softly without a sound. The man bowed in thanks. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and sat back on the swing. His breathing is irregular.
Rachel got down, grabbed a bottle of drink and went out to the park in front of her house.
"Hi! You tired?" rachel asked, handing him a bottle of water.
"Hi! Appreciable. Thanks, but I'm sorry I've got this," he replied as he brandished a drinking bottle beside him and downed the contents.
Rachel sat on the swing right beside the man and played the drink bottle in his hand.
"You dance here often?" ask Rachel.
"Yes, this is where I practice. I don't have a special training ground" he replied.
"Oh yeah, I'm Rachel. What's your name?" rachel asked, extending her hand. The man looked at Rachel's hand long ago.
"Aku... "
"For a while, " said the man as he moved to the other side of the park. Rachel just stared at the man. He came back shortly.
"I'm sorry, my name is Jim" he stretched out his white hand. Rachel welcomes.
"Jim the dancer," Rachel said with a smile.
"Yes, maybe," he smiled.
They sat and looked at the stars in the sky. The starlight starlight made both of them feel astonished.
"I like to look at the sky, let alone the stars" Rachel said.
"Me too, sometimes I ask if I can reach for one star to keep? Stars are like hope to me" Jim said.
"What do you expect?" ask Rachel.
"My life" he answered while cleaning up the rest of the drinking water on his red lips.
"You just have to live your life and hope it's going to work out,"
"Hmmm.but my life is not okay,"
"Why?" ask Rachel.
Jim smiled at him. His eyes narrowed because of his smile.
"You'll find out one day" he answered, turning his gaze back to the sky.
"Why are the people around me so secretive!" Rachel complained.
"Sometimes secrets can protect someone. So be patient, there'll be time, all right,"
"But I'm curious,"
"Save it all away, believe me it'll all open up on its own" Jim said, staring at Rachel.
Rachel was confused to respond. He just kept quiet and looked back at the sky.
'Perhaps right, why take care of something that even makes us more curious!" inner Rachel.