
"Isn't the license plate number....the license plate number was mine a few years ago? ba.... How did it come to Alia?" fabian said in his heart when he saw the photo of the car license plate number on the shelf near the cashier's desk.
The shadow of what happened a few years ago came back to Fabian's mind, the trauma came back to him after the last few months healed because of his closeness with Alia.
Together with Alia makes Fabian feel like he is making amends for mistakes he has made even though it will not be completely erased.
Fabian was silent for a moment, cold sweat had now even started to wet his forehead when the bad memories greeted him again after a long time almost recovered and returned to normal.
"Bi.." call Alia arrived which then made Fabian surprised when he heard the call from Alia.
Fabian stared at Alia with a surprised look accompanied by cold sweat flowing down his forehead as well as the area of his neck, making Alia who saw this then looked with a confused look towards Fabian.
"What's wrong with you Bi? are you not feeling well?" alia asked who was looking at Fabian's pale face at the moment.
Fabian who heard the question could only shake his head as he began to catch his breath, trying to calm his current chaotic feelings.
"We should hurry home, I'm not feeling well right now" Fabian said in a soft tone but could still be heard by Alia.
"We should just take a taxi, your car will be parked here alone" said Alia gave advice.
"No need for Al I can still drive." said Fabian but choked can not be continued again when the shadow about the accident when it crossed his mind again, making Fabian's head suddenly pulsate with his slightly blurry vision.
"Bi. seems like we really have to take a taxi home. Don't protest and just follow, okay?" alia said then while guiding Fabian out of his shop slowly.
In the end Alia and Fabian also chose to go home to drive a taxi, Alia did not allow Fabian to drive because it saw Fabian's condition that was not possible to drive.
Along the way, the two of them just kept quiet without saying a word, making the atmosphere even more awkward and a little strange.
Up to a few minutes drive, the taxi they were riding stopped right at the Fabian Apartment. Alia and Fabian then stepped foot down and went straight into the lobby still with an awkward atmosphere and were silent to each other.
"Have I done anything wrong? it doesn't seem to exist?" alia said in her heart while continuing to follow Fabian's footsteps leading towards her Apartment.
Chequek...
The sound of an open door that began to be heard in Alia's hearing, then made her unable to stand the awkward atmosphere that continued to occur between the two when it was clear before it was still fine.
"Bi you.." said Alia was about to ask but hunted down cut by Fabian who knew Alia would definitely ask about her strange behavior at this time.
"I will go to rest first." said Fabian who then made Alia look directly at him.
"Are you sick, Bi? should I call a doctor?" alia asked when she heard Fabian's lethargic tone.
"No need to worry, I'm just tired" said Fabian then passed away leaving Alia alone who was still constantly staring at his departure until Fabian's back was no longer visible in his sight.
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Rendra art gallery
That afternoon as usual again Rendra looks busy finishing his painting. Making Shila who again saw the routine of Rendra became bored because the object painted by Rendra was mostly Alia.
"Alia Alia and Alia. bosen I saw it.." Shila grumbled inwardly as she moved her feet closer towards where Rendra was at this moment.
Shila who saw Rendra was busy making graffiti on the canvas and then began to think of an idea.
"Aren't you tired of sitting around and making the same thing that's Alia?" shila asked with a curious look, making Rendra who heard it then immediately turned to look at Shila and then returned to focus staring at the painting.
"That has nothing to do with you, you better just go out there and don't bother me!" rendra said in an annoyed tone as Shila had broken her concentration at this moment.
"Yee it's just angry, I just don't want to answer it nor papa times" said Shila in a tone that was upset because of the ketus answer from Rendra just now.
"Have gone!" sentak Rendra which then makes Shila immediately annoyed when he heard it.
"From continuing to make the painting without knowing the person, is it not better for you to go forward and approach the person directly?" said Shila then who then made Rendra stop the movement of his hand.
Rendra who began to be provoked by the words of Shila just now, then put a brush on the palette and then stood up and approached Shila.
Shila who saw Rendra rise was of course immediately shocked.
"Don't ever lure me Shila, you know for yourself, right? what would you get if you did that?" said Rendra as he moved his feet steadily closer towards Shila and cornered her on the wall.
Shila, who saw Rendra moving forward, tried to dodge and take a backward motion, until in the end when he no longer got a place to retreat his body is now really cornered and locked with Rendra's body with a fairly close distance.
"What are you doing ha?" said Shila who can no longer dwell because he was cornered at this time.
Rendra who saw the confused face of Shila, then smiled cynically while continuing to look towards Shila.
"You keep talking about this and that, but you yourself can't even do anything and just see Fabian out of your hands, aren't you more stupid than me Miss Shila?" said Rendra with a satirical tone made Shila then surprised when he heard the words coming out of Rendra's mouth.
"This has nothing to do with Fabian, so you have no right to corner me like this!" shila said while trying to struggle and slightly push Rendra's body away from him, but it was not that easy because of Rendra's posture which was bigger than him, making all Shila's efforts was in vain.
"Of course, you think I don't know that you're trying to use me right now? I'm silent doesn't mean I don't know everything?" said Rendra while pointing his head repeatedly after that waltzing away from the front of Shila just like that.
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