About Taste

Is My Presence Wrong?

With her heart beating fast, Ella turned her body, she still lowered her head, not daring to look at Kairi.

The man must have been angry, when he found out that he had disturbed his personal belongings.

"The key is stuck" Kairi said. Ella immediately raised her face, and looked at Kairi.

It turned out that the man was standing in front of a large cupboard in the corner of the room, not the little closet that Ella opened last night.

"Can't you?" ella asked as she approached Kairi, she heaved a sigh of relief, apparently Kairi did not mind her little closet.

"I don't know either, but I want to take my clothes here" replied Kairi as she fiddled at the jammed key.

"Keep how?" ask Ella.

"I screamed earlier actually wanted to ask for help" Kairi replied while scratching her head.

"Solicit what please?" ask Ella.

"Please get me a knife" Kairi said with a smile.

"Well, wait a minute" Ella said as she passed away.

He half ran off as he headed to the kitchen. Before taking the knife, Ella first took a glass of water, she dipped it into the toilet.

"Kairi's shout really shocked me, my throat felt dry." Ella muttered as she grabbed a knife, and then carried it to the room.

Upon arriving at the room, Ella immediately gave the knife to Kairi.

Kairi accepts it, and starts using it to nudge the door.

As for Ella, she returned to the bathroom, had to take a shower, and prepared to return to London.

***

Andra wriggled slowly, her body ached, and pain. Understandably all night he slept on a chair, he had to curl up, because his body was longer than his chair.

Andra opened her eyes slowly, looking at the middle-aged woman who was still lying on the bed.

Andra saw her mother still asleep, her eyes closed tightly, as if the world of her dreams was so peaceful.

Andra then moved from her sleep, she yawned while rubbing her eyes, actually she was still very sleepy, but her sleep was really uncomfortable, so she had to wake up early.

Andra stepped closer to her mother, gently stroking her hand, then Andra smiled.

"Mama is not hot anymore, maybe today you can leave the hospital." murmured Andra slowly.

Then Andra stepped out, intending to walk ahead for a breath of fresh air.

Andra walked towards the courtyard beside the hospital, many colorful roses blooming there. Andra sat in one of the chairs provided there. Andra reached into her pants pocket, and took her phone.

Andra pressed one number on her contact list, not Nadhira but Ella. Andra stuck the phone to her right ear, and a few seconds later the sound from her phone, making her snort annoyed.

"You go anywhere El, it's hard to contact." Andra grumbled while saving his phone back. Ahh Ella, that's as busy as she is, until there's no time to reach her.

While Andra was still deep in thought, there was a voice of a woman calling out to him from behind.

"Andra." call the woman.

Andra flinched in shock, this voice was very familiar. Like Ella's voice, is she home yet? is he really here now?

With a big smile, Andra looked back.

"Ella." muttered Andra while turning his head.

"Ella." answered the woman repeating Andra's words.

The woman's answer made Andra aware. Ahh why he thinks it's Ella, Ella's in London, impossible if she's suddenly here. Of course the voice was very familiar, therefore Nadhira's voice. Oh Andra what happened to you, until you couldn't recognize your lover's voice.

"Andra, why are you quiet?" nadhira asked as he approached Andra.

"I'm sorry I didn't know it was you" Andra said, scratching her head.

"But why are you calling me Ella, you're thinking about her?" nadhira asked with a full search.

"No, it's not like that, it's just that I was opening Instagram, and I accidentally saw Ella's post, so I mispronounced it when I called you, just because I just read Ella's name." andra replied lying.

"Ella what post?" ask Nadhira.

"Ordinary photo, while she was eating." replied Andra with origin.

"When?" Nadhira asked again.

"Last night." answered Andra.

"I know you lied to Ndra" Nadhira said, laughing blandly.

"Sir..you mean what?" andra asked nervously.

"So morning I also opened Instagram Ndra, Ella's last post was four days ago. And it's not a picture of him eating, but a picture of him at the airport" Nadhira said, turning his face away.

Andra gasped in shock, not because Nadhira knew his lie, but he was shocked when he heard the word airport, could Ella come home?

"I don't know." replied Nadhira in annoyance.

"What's the caption?" andra asked while looking at Nadhira.

"It looks like you're very curious, you miss him huh." Nadhira quipped as she rolled her eyeballs.

"You don't get me wrong baby, soon we'll be engaged, if Ella's home, we'll have to invite her. You didn't expect Ella to come to our show" Andra said, holding onto Nadhira's shoulders.

"Sure reason you're just that?" nadhira asked while looking at Andra.

"Remain sure, you don't believe me." replied Andra.

"But it looks like Ella didn't come home" Nadhira said, breathing deeply.

"Why is that?" asked Andra in surprise.

"The caption is welcome to the city of dreams, if you want to go home, it should be home, not the city of dreams." replied Nadhira.

"Dream town." cried Andra as she glared.

"Yes, why are you surprised?" nadhira asked in surprise.

"Dream town, maybe Ella's in Paris. Who's he going there with?

I promised to take him there, where can he go alone like this. Without informing me again." Andra said in her heart, she ruffled her hair violently, it was obvious that she was very upset.

"That's impossible, she can't go there alone." cried Andra in annoyance. His chest up and down held back emotions.

"What do you mean?" nadhira asked while frowning in wonder.

"I promised to take her there, when I put a necklace on her, she was..." Andra stopped her speech, she realized who she was talking to. Well, why can slip, Nadhira must have misunderstood.

"Kalung." muttered Nadhira as he looked at Andra sharply.

"I mean." said Andra nervously.

"So it turns out that Ella, the simple woman you bought the necklace for, then what did you promise her?" nadhira asked as he folded his hands over his chest.

"He's my best friend Nad, you know that too. I gave him a necklace when he was going to London, well just a memento, he would go long enough" Andra explained. Already lost, there was no choice but to explain it.

"But you put the necklace on, it turns out your relationship is that close. You sure you just consider him a friend?" sindir Nadhira with a sweet lips.

"Of course sure baby, he is just my best friend, and your best friend too" said Andra while holding Nadira's hand.

"What did you promise him?" ask Nadhira.

"I promise to introduce my future wife to her" replied Andra lying. And that answer sounded very magical in Nadhira's ears.

"You're lying." snapped Nadhira.

"I'm not lying baby, I'm talking for what it is." replied Andra.

"I know you lied to Ndra, you were shocked when I told you about Ella's caption. You don't want to be honest with me." said Nadhira as he stared fixedly at Andra.

Andra let out a deep breath, looking at Nadhira's current expression, making Andra unable to lie anymore. Andra smiled as she clasped Nadhira's hand tighter.

"He really liked the Eiffel Tower. We all know, if his life was hard enough, I promised to take him there, because at the time, I thought I was the closest person to him. You also know, she never had a boyfriend, no close friends other than us. As a friend I just want to make her happy" Andra explained.

Nadhira released Andra's grasp, he turned his body, and turned his back to Andra.

"I knew you guys were best friends for a long time, but I didn't expect that, if your relationship was that close. You looked so shocked when you found out Ella was going to her dream town. Do you regret not being able to keep your promise?" ask Nadhira.

Andra stepped closer to Nadhira, she stroked Nadhira's hair gently.

"Of course not, why am I sorry. If now Ella has gone there, it means her life is quite good, not as difficult as it used to be. And I'm happy about it. So what am I sorry for." Andra said.

Nadhira turned his head, staring at Andra for quite a while. Nadhira recalls the past, Andra, and Ella's relationship is indeed quite close. Even Vino, and Riky had thought that they were each harboring flavors. With her heart beating fast, Nadhira tried to organize her heart.

"Andra.." call Nadhira slowly.

"Why?" ask Andra.

"What I'm in is Ndra's fault. Have I become the third of you, and Ella?" nadhira asked tremblingly.

"What do you mean, of course not." answered Andra quickly.

"If so, just say it, before our relationship is far away. Looking at your attitude, it seems like you have a taste for him. And Ella, all this time she's never been close to another man, it could be because she harbors a taste for you" Nadhira explained.

"You don't freak Nadhira, we can't be like that.

I don't love him, I just consider him a friend, nothing more. And he's the same, he can't love me, he's never close to another guy, because he's focused on his school, not because of me" Andra said at length.

"But I doubt Ndra, your attitude is the opposite of what you say. Of the many stories I've heard, two best friends, and a girl, the edges must be a match.

Ndra was my presence wrong?

Am I already the third?" Nadhira again asked, this time he was more serious, he looked into Andra's eyes fixedly. It was as if he expected honesty from the man.

Seriate......