About the Heart

Amongst

When we had not found the way out, suddenly a car stopped in front of us. A man dressed in a young gray chino-clad shirt, who was dressed in a white shirt, got out of the car.

A sweet smile fell on her beautiful lips. That sharp nose looks to add to the good looks it has.

The man walked towards me. I didn't expect to see him this time, especially now, I don't think it's the right time for us. I'm not ready to meet him yet, I can't begin how we should begin the word.

You, surprise me!

"In" I said to the lover who had just stood beside me.

Dion's clenching my hip, "Hi, all,"

That smile was beautifully drawn on her lips. Hinting that if he was so happy, I was actually happy too. How not, the longing that slowly began to stir because of his disappearance, has found its dispute. However, there was a little space filled with worry. Why did he come when I was standing right to the left of Mr. Aryan. Close and close enough distance that limits us.

"We meet again" suddenly Dion greeted Mr. Aryan.

Dion held out his hand, "Dion, Rosa's boyfriend."

This man, why so much to introduce himself. The mention of his status seemed to indicate he was jealous and did not want me, as his will be approached by others.

At a glance, I saw Mr. Aryan welcoming Dion's hand. He was not at all provoked by the introduction of Dion.Pak Aryan seemed to casually introduce his name, without any frills. I admit, his maturity is unquestionable, completely ripe.

I doubt the words of Mas Rendra who said Mr. Aryan was cursed by a new manager. Where could Mr. Aryan have put his heart on me. Maybe he just wants to be friends with me.

Mas Rendra broke the stiff atmosphere, "Dion, come along! We're gonna watch."

Instead of answering Mas Rendra's question, Dion asked my opinion first.

"Darling, are we with them or do you want us to spend some time together?" Dion purposely let out his romantic words in front of me.

"Rosa, can we celebrate our friendship by watching together?" Mr. Aryan also intimidated me.

In that case, am I not framed by them. If I could, I would just go home and sleep. Did ya? Of course not, I choose to spend time with my lover. However, rejecting Mr. Aryan's invitation, is it polite for me to do.

I looked at everyone's faces, they looked anxiously waiting for my answer.

"Come, let's watch!" I answered with a smile.

"We got in my car, came-rame, '" Dion suggested.

All agreed to Dion's proposal. We also headed for the car. Dion immediately took a position behind the steering wheel. Who's next to him? Of course Mr. Aryan. Maya and I took the middle seat. While Mas Rendra had to accept sitting alone on the back bench.

"I'm, it should be here" Mas Rendra pointed to the seat between me and Maya.

"I am your concubine, ogah ahh" I replied.

"Patience, Honey! It won't be long, though. Even if we are apart, but your heart is always in my heart." Maya relaxes.

"I can't be a second apart from you, honey" spoiled Mas Rendra.

"Please, yes, you're just separated from the backrest of the chair, so don't feel like losing the backrest of life." I said before.

"Oh, Dion is also a bucin, you don't get mad, sa!" exclaim Mas Rendra.

"But, I know sikon, my cousin!" Dion opens the sound.

Mr. Aryan chuckled, "So this is the pair's chatter, it's ridiculous."

"Don't throw up, sir, if you get together with us!" say

"I'm happy to be a part of your friendship, no need to bother with me." honestly.

Mr. Aryan turned to stare at his sweet smile looking at us, on the back bench. Dion glanced at me from the middle rearview mirror. I didn't realize that, but Maya was watching him from earlier. I turned my head as Maya nudged my arm and set my gaze at Dion's gaze.

"I think I was wrong when I was here? Should we postpone our show?" said Mr. Aryan.

It seems like Mr. Aryan is starting to feel bad about this situation, maybe he realized that Dion was watching me earlier

"Father, you must have a girlfriend soon" Maya said.

"It's another attempt" replied lightly Mr. Aryan.

"Do I need to find it, sir?" tawar Maya later.

"You know my taste?" ask Mr. Aryan.

"Beautiful? Pinter?" guess Maya again.

"Blessed," explained Mr. Aryan casually.

A strange criterion in my opinion. Just this time, someone was asked the criteria but the answer was like that. Most will tend to be physical, because eye satisfaction is the starting point of contentment.

"Rosa does not enter the criteria, you are safe Dion," said Mas Rendra.

"Kok, me anyway, Mas?" ask me not to accept.

"Because Maya will only make me happy" explained Mas Rendra.

"Keep, you think Rosa will be able to make Aryan happy?" ask Dion.

I saw Dion's expression that no longer showed his smile. She must have held back the tightness, she wouldn't be able to let me be the object of their jokes, let alone relate to feelings.

"I know myself, Rosa must have chosen you, my friend," Mr. Aryan melted the mood.

Somehow, I feel like this conversation has started to be unhealthy, but I don't know how to get it back to health.

Ringing the phone from Pak Aryan's HP, as if being a helper for me can breathe a little. At least I have a little time to think that this condition is not prolonged.

"Sorry yes, I have to get off in front, there is a sudden event," explained Mr. Aryan later.

Thank you Robb, this is the way out that you gave directly for my prayers a moment ago. My heart is soaring happily, I am relieved.

I was washed away in my hayal, until unconscious, Mr. Aryan is no longer in the car. And, I also didn't realize that this car stopped at an apartment, not the Mall.

"Ren, take my car," Dion ordered.

Dion went down. I was confused, especially a moment later the car door to my left was opened by Dion.

"Follow me, I have something to talk about!" Dion took my hand to get out of the car.

My mind was blank, not knowing what Dion wanted. However, I followed Dion's steps without refuting. There must be something that can no longer be contained, until his patience began to be unfriendly.

After exiting the elevator on the 19th floor, he entered his apartment code on the door number 285. She still clasped my fingers gently up to inside her apartment.

Dion then hugged me, "I'm jealous, my dear!"

I nailed him in his arms, not knowing how to respond to his treatment.

"Be quiet" he said as I was about to release his embrace.

I was silent, no longer intending to be away from her arms. I let him let go of the jealousy that was so strong against him.

"You're mine, only mine,"

The cup!