Andra's soul mate
Meet Again
Birds chirping very melodious, Luna smiled at her hearing. He is currently sitting in a city park that is famous for its natural beauty.
Every weekend, Luna often come there. Although a little far from her home, Luna still spirit pedaling a bicycle there.
Huffa..
The face of the Sumringah that looked more and more beautiful was breathing fresh air.
Her tiredness paid off with what she felt in this garden.
"Hopefully this nature will stay awake, so that I can enjoy being with my child later" he murmured.
Luna pulled out a red crackle from her bicycle basket. Inside the crackle was a snack and a bottle of mineral water.
While eating, Luna looked at the surroundings. Shady trees and some birds appeared to reach the branches of the tree.
Luna accidentally saw the figure she had seen before her.
The man unintentionally looked at her. Their gazes met, Luna flinched and instantly averted her gaze.
"Why is he here?"her inner. Suddenly Luna became nervous when she met the man who had helped her twice.
"Don't come here!" Luna muttered when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching on her.
"Hey, not you." Andra was doubtful.
Duh...
Luna looked up, she with her nervous smile looked at Andra's face.
"Hi.." great-grandson Luna waved her hand.
"Right, it turns out I didn't see it wrong" muttered Andra relieved. It turns out that he didn't recognize people wrong. Even though they have not yet met.
Luna was just astonished, she let Andra sit beside her. He cleaned his crackle, so Andra could sit comfortably.
"You alone?"andra's question sounded ridiculous in Luna's ears.
"Do you see anyone here?"sahut.
"Hm.. Who knows if you are waiting for someone. "Reply Andra again.
Luna just shuddered, then she went back to eating her snacks.
Seeing Luna who was as indifferent to her, made Andra feel interested to approach her.
"A unique girl, she's not like Seli and Siti" her inner self.
"Two times have met, and now for the third time we have met. Didn't destiny tell us to get acquainted?"
"I'm Andra, a nomad in this town" Andra reached out.
As for Luna, she stared at the size of Andra's hand.
"Sorry, I don't need to meet you. Want to meet 10 times, I don't believe the name destiny!" Luna immediately got up, she carried out her trash snack, then she climbed on her bike.
Before leaving, Luna looked back at Andra.
" For your help in the first and second meetings, I thank you."
Luna was pedaling her bike, she left the park with an annoyed heart.
Luna thought, Andra was just making use of their meeting.
"Currently, just because they met a few times. He said destiny? Huhhhhh... What about me who often meets kang Oman. Is soul mate?"kekeh Luna mocked Andra's ancient words, and compared them to the meeting of the Siomay man at his school.
While in the park, Andra was still staring at Luna's departure. He was challenged by the attitude of the girl.
Early on Andra thought she was a sweet and gentle girl. It turns out he's very jutek and pretty cold.
"Draud" kekeh Andra. He was fooled at the beginning. Now, he's ashamed of himself. Invite the girl to get acquainted.
It was a working holiday, so Andra decided to go around the city where she was looking for money.
Without feeling, Andra has been in this city for 2 weeks. He felt comfortable and started getting used to the noise and activities that did not stop even at night.
Andra often compared the situation in the city to the state of the village.
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Arriving at home, Luna saw her papa was relaxing in front of the house.
Luna approached her papa who was reading the newspaper.
Gunawan glanced at his daughter for a moment, then refocused on the newspaper he was reading.
"What's wrong? why is your face buckled like that?" ask her without looking at her beloved daughter.
"uhuh..You know what, I just met a freak!" luna Fight.
Gunawan began to be interested in his daughter's story, especially about meeting strange people, it means strangers.
Gunawan instantly folded his newspaper, he stared at his daughter intensely.
"Who did you meet with? is he evil.you don't easily believe well. You must be careful."
Luna gawking, seeing her papa too many cerocos.
"Persis like mama"in Luna.
"Papa, listen first. Luna hasn't told Lo" she argued.
Gunawan chuckled, his instincts as a parent directly out without being in control.
"sorry baby, taseplosan" her kekeh.
Luna rolled her eyes puffed. He went back to his story.
"Luna never met her her times, and she helped Luna. When Luna's bike was damaged in the village. continue, a few days ago he Luna hit a bike"
Gunawan was shocked to hear his daughter's last story.
"Could you hit? what's wrong with him?" gunawan asked worriedly.
Luna again looked at her annoyed papa, "Papa, Luna hasn't finished the story!",
"he...Yes, continue dear. papa just curious "
"So, we've met twice and we've met again in the park. Papa know what he said to Luna?"
"what?" ask Gunawan curious.
"She said we should meet up after meeting three times. Kan's weird. Emang he thought Luna what the hell" grumbled Luna emotion.
Gunawan gawking, he did not find a big problem from his daughter's story.
"Why are you quiet?"said Luna saw her papa like a goat congek after hearing the story.
"Look son, from the expression and tone of Luna's voice that boils gebu, make papa imagine that this person is rude to you. However, after you hear your story. Papa did not hear and found a serious problem. And all that is normal" explained Gunawan at length.
Luna looked at her papa with a flat face.
"Well, don't you understand? my son was introduced in that way. Don't you feel like he has other intentions?"
"Darling, if you have any other intentions towards you. Then everything that happened between you must have been planned. Now, that incident you're going through, on purpose or not?" gunawan asked. Her question made her daughter speechless.
Yeah well, wasn't the bike damaged and also the incident in front of the alley was not on purpose?
"Papa's handover, all men are the same. Defend each other!" grumbled Luna was upset, she just went inside the house. Talking to his papa, is equally pointless.
