Akbar And Nessa

Page 2 - Akbar Arfaaz

"Wait." Shouts Nessa

The man stopped his steps and turned around, making sure that the girl with the color of slightly red hair had tried to hold him back from leaving?

Nessa stepped forward toward the tan-skinned man, stopped her step right in front of him, and stretched out her right hand.

"I'm Nessa". Nessa tries to get the guy to meet.

As if understanding the girl's intentions, the man also reached out his hand, shook Nessa's hand, and greeted her with a smile.

"Gue Akbar's".

They pulled their hands back and threw each other a smile. 'so sweet' thought the girl.

"Eum, like this I mean to thank you, because you have returned this book to me, this book is very important to me, all the deadlines of my work here, if really brilliant, can also say my income" Nessa spoke at length to make Akbar, holding back his laughter.

"Hahaha, you're so funny, rich kid, anyway you said thanks to me, I think that's enough for a little rich gini thing". Akbar had no power to hold back his laughter.

Nessa smiled shyly at her own behavior. "You think it might be trivial, but for me, you really saved my job by returning to this book. So please let me make a bales of your kindness with your treat, even if it's just coffee, maybe, how?" the girl looked expectantly at the man.

Akbar also seemed to weigh the offer submitted by Nessa, yes even though he thought it was excessive that Nessa had to treat him, but somehow the man could not refuse the offer of the girl, but somehow the man could not refuse the offer, until he decided to agree by the invitation of the girl he just knew.

"Okay, I agree, but I'm sorry, I can't today because I have an appointment to hang out with my friends, next time how?"

Nessa nodded in understanding, Akbar's hand looking up like asking Nessa for something, Nessa raising one of her eyebrows a sign she didn't understand.

"Where hape loe, let me record my number, can't we make a telepathy appointment?"

"There are you." Nessa gave a small laugh as she grabbed her phone in her bag and gave it to Akbar.

Akbar appears to be typing his number on Nessa's mobile phone.

"Here, I've recorded my number there, and I also already know the number loe in my phone" The man who owns the brown eyeball gave the rectangular object to Nessa, nessa accepted it.

"Sorry, I have to unplug it first, my friends are waiting for you. See you"

Without waiting for an answer from Nessa, Akbar just passed by with a long step. Nessa just smiled at the back of the man who was getting away from her, the girl turned her eyes on the screen of her cellphone which was printed with several digits, the number, it was the phone number of the man who had a sweet smile who had just walked away from him. Nessa touches her smartphone screen to save Akbar's contacts.

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Currently Akbar has been sitting together with his three friends at the table that he had left with ice coffee that ice cubes had melted.

"Loe was out of where the hell Bar, loe live coffee the same bag loe so, if you cry loe" said the bespectacled man, named Putra.

"Liat aja tuh, ice loe sampe melted all, chasing chick loe ya!" the words of the white man named Danang invited the laughter of the three of them who were sitting at the same table.

"Lebay y'all better ah, I was just returning the book that just fell here". Akbar replied while drinking his coffee.

The four of them continued their conversation which was sometimes punctuated by joking jokes.

Akbar is very different from Nessa, he is typical of people who are very easy to get along with, and want to get along with anyone. Unlike Nessa who only has a few friends in the

his life, Akbar has many friends, even he also joined one of the Motor community.

Akbar lives with his family Father, Mother, and Sister. For his family Akbar is a good and smart boy, even now Akbar is continuing his education for S2, although he has to divide his time with his work, but he is very fond of it. Akbar, also known as a religious man, never forgets his duty as a servant to his Lord. Absolutely perfect.

After spending the week with his best friends Akbar returns to the house that was always warm for him.

"Assalamualaikum, Akbar is home!" after opening the door of his house.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, just came home son? eat first there, I've cooked your favorite food". His mother shouted from the kitchen.

Akbar approached the mother and kissed the hand of the woman he loved so much.

"Later deh Bu, Akbar want to take a shower first, the smell of exhaust in the street because, hehehe". Akbar said while chuckling.

Akbar left his mother and walked up the stairs that would take him to a place that would make him most comfortable 'House'.

Arriving in the room, the man laid his body on his soft mattress, looked at the ceiling of his room and exhaled his heavy breath. He reached into his pants pocket to pick up his smartphone, opened a gallery featuring a lot of pictures in it, until his focus was on a picture that made his heart hurt, a photo of a girl he took while sitting in college first.

"Gue misses so much loe Winda, that it hurts so much here". Akbar cried, pressing on his left chest enduring the inexplicable pain.

A few minutes passed, and still with tears falling on his cheeks, Akbar got up from his bed, wiped away the rest of the tears, and rushed to clean himself up, she said, before his mother nagged because he did not come down to enjoy the mother's cooking.

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