Between Me, You, And The Past

Go home, Watch, Cook.

“Come,” take Farzan to Nasha who is laying her head on the table.

“Hem?” answer the daze Nasha.

“Let's go home,” clear Farzan while smiling sweetly.

“Hem.. yes,” said Nasha who was stunned to see Farzan's smile.

They started to leave the restaurant, but just after coming out Nasha remembered that they had not paid for the food so she stopped which automatically made Farzan stop as well.

“What's up?” asked Farzan by frowning his forehead.

“Em.. earlier did not pay, right?” ask Nasha back with a tilted face.

“Haha. I guess why. I paid earlier,” replied Farzan casually.

“Hah? When?” nasha asked confusedly.

“Pokonya was already paid,” replied Farzan.

“Have let's go again, will be afraid of home,” continued Farzan.

“Oh.. Em. yes,” although confused but Nasha believe it, after all there are no servants who pursue them, thought Nasha.

“That's one of my restos,” said Farzan arrived when they were already in the elevator. Elevator of course.

“Hah?” shocked Nasha because the info arrived that.

“Haha. I think you will be able to guess, because we were given special services” explained Farzan kalem.

“Ish.. pantes aja they are very rich earlier, usually not so rich, most for drinks and spices are delivered while the rest we take it ourselves,” said Nasha annoyed. He used to be with Rumi when he got a work bonus, so he knew a little about the place.

“You ever been there? With whom?” asked Farzan, because he felt like Nasha knew about the service at his restaurant.

“Iya. It was mid-college time and I got a bonus at the office for overtime and so on, so I took him out to eat. Coincidentally once again promo 50% is not good, hehe,” explained Nasha without covering anything.

“Hm.. so, it looks like that when there is a small thanksgiving because it just opened a branch in another area and I told the entire resto to give such a discount,” said Farzan while remembering.

“Why not be divided into those who are less able?” nasha wanted to know.

“Hem is also the truth, but not necessarily others know about it right?” reply Farzan.

“OOiya also yes,” said Nasha while scratching her head that does not itch.

They were already on their way to Farzan's parents' house with some chatter and a little joke. Slowly the awkwardness eroded and it seemed as if they were getting familiar as well as opening up to each other to accept each other.

Homehouse...

When they got out of the car, Farzan asked one of the servants at his house to bring their groceries and make drinks and snacks for them both. If you are confused, Farzan did bring Nasha to his house first. After dinner, she will deliver Nasha to her parents' house.

“We saw how?” nasha said as they were in the living room.

“Hem.. can you, want to watch what?” balas Farzan.

“Film action aja,” said Nasha enthusiastically.

“You want to watch at home theater or here?” tanya Farzan.

“Em... here aja, males road again, hehe,” said Nasha, besides being lazy he also does not want to be alone in a closed place, afraid of khilaf.

“Oke, I search first the film,” reply Farzan while turning on the cable tv.

They started watching after finding a suitable movie. Snacks and drinks are on the table. Nasha sat down with a chair cushion, while Farzan sat in his long chair, but Farzan was not too focused on the film as he had just gotten a new file from his assistant.

The movie has been finished since. Food and drink were a little more. But no sound could be heard any more than the regular roar of breath from the woman who was leaning her head on the edge of the chair with the pillow she was holding.

Realizing that there was no sound anymore, Farzan turned to the tv in front of him that only showed a screen picture with a movie poster that was seen earlier. When he turned to the side he realized that Nasha was sleeping without realizing it.

From that moment he did not focus on watching, only when Nasha commented about the film he turned his head for a while and continued his activities. So he doesn't know since when Nasha fell asleep.

“Master,” call an ART named Erin in a pretty loud voice. Unaware of her call made Nasha startled and immediately woke up.

“Why?!” cold Farzan who immediately turned to Nasha.

“Ma af Tu an, I just want to make sure, Are you and Miss having dinner here?” nervous Erin, she thought her Master would not be angry because it had circulated the news if the marriage that would be direct later would not be like marriage in general, and they know, and they know, Nasha is the same as them, so there's no need to be too respectful. At first he was intending to prank Nasha for it, but seeing Farzan's reaction made him rethink his plan.

“Ya,” replied Farzan flat.

“Prepare everything now,” continued Farzan with a gaze that told Erin to leave from before him. Erin simply replied with a nod and bowed her body before leaving.

Nasha from earlier was just listening plus she was still shocked, he thinks this at home is indeed sometimes if he accidentally fell asleep his parents often snapped or other things that make him sometimes wake up because of shock and also fear.

“You okay?” asked Farzan in a soft tone of voice.

“Em.. Yes gapapa kok,” replied Nasha as if. Like a cassette tape that keeps repeating the set of contents inside, his brain is now doing just that, making him a dead end.

“You to room first?” asked Farzan again, it seems he also caught something wrong from Nasha's attitude. Maybe later he will take Nasha to a psychiatrist to check his condition.

“Hm.. can? I just want to wash my face anyway,” replied Nasha with a little face look not calm.

“Iya may, rest first in the room. Later if dinner is ready I pick up,” said Farzan.

They both went to the room Nasha was in before. Farzan drove to the front door, after which he went to his study.

Some time in the room that Nasha did just sitting on the floor while bowing her head. It felt too tight, as every glint of pain lingered within his head. He tried to suppress all and replace it with sweet memories, but still it was difficult.

“That's enough! Don't keep going like this. Make peace with everything and live. We can definitely get through this,” Nasha murmured faintly in between her tears. If you have experienced it, you will know what it is like to cry alone without anyone knowing. Resisting the feeling of tightness alone is not easy. If you can, you are the greatest.

Nasha was crying for a long time, until she remembered Farzan saying goodbye to wash her face, but she was crying like this. Finally he stood towards the bathroom to wash his face and walked out of the room afterwards.

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Step into the room on the first floor of this house and towards one of the rooms behind the house. Can you guess where Nasha's foot went?

Yap right. Kitchen. He was walking there to help those who were cooking. Whether he's licensed or not, the important thing is that he's tried. Em. rather force, hehe.

“Bu? May I help?” call him to some of the women who are cooking there.

“Yes? Uh Miss, can we help you?” asked one of the people there when he saw who was asking was Nasha.

“Call me Nasha or Sha aja Bu, no need like that,” said Nasha softly.

“I can help cook right?” continued again.

“Eh? Don't dong No.. Nasha, you better just wait in the dining room, soon the food is also ready,” said Ferna one of the people who seemed easier than them.

“My boss if only see, mending I help you,” said Nasha began walking to the place of vegetables that have not been cut.

“Nothing, you can go now,” said someone who had seen and listened to the conversation earlier. Who else if not Farzan.

“Good Sir,” says 3 people on duty in the kitchen. They left Nasha and Farzan there.

“Ish... Why were you told to leave? It will be bad,” said Nasha pouting, while still cutting some vegetables.

“Kan has been taken over,” said Farzan casually, while continuing the cuisine earlier.

“Eh.. Why are you also following along? Can you cook?” ledek Nasha on Farzan.

“No need I answer using the word, just look and enjoy the cuisine later,” replied Farzan with a little arrogance.

“Serah,” said Nasha lazily serving.

In the end they cooked together, after which the food was placed in different types of dishes and began to arrange the dining table.

“I want to clean first huh?” nasha's permission on Farzan.

“Iya, I will also go to the room first. Your clothes are also in the closet, later if it is time to move to my room,” said Farzan allows because he also wants to take a shower first.

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After they were done with their respective affairs, they were now sitting at the dining table with Farzan at the tip and Nasha to his left. Nasha took food and filled the empty glass with mineral water, after which she filled her own plate.

They started eating food. With Nasha who looks very enthusiastic in eating the food in front of him. He even added a few times. Maybe because he thinks this is a food with the right blend, so he can not control himself.

“Where is it good, right?” ask Farzan when they have finished their meal.

“For this time I thumbs up 2, if I can a lot. This is one of the best manan on my tongue, hehe,” Nasha said excitedly with a silly face and a crisp grin.

“You are there,” said Farzan with his coolness, wanted to pinch the cheek but the prestige of being he just squeezed both hands, too anxious haha.

“But I really am. You are good cook also turns out,” said Nasha.

“Hem. Because I used to live alone. Our family moved when I was a kid, after high school I decided to live alone in an apartment and started working without Mom and Dad knowing because I had an appointment with someone. Not everything is going well, but I keep trying to keep things going well until now. But it turned out that all of it was useless, when all I had achieved, the person I was looking for I had never found until now. Maybe God knows more about what I need. Maybe one day we will meet our own path. Sorry I told you so much. But this is the way and I really try to forget it now.” Said Farzan who unknowingly told him every single thing he himself. Although not intentionally, but sooner or later Nasha must also know right?

“It's okay. Didn't I also say that I used to wait for someone, but maybe this is our destiny. Maybe now we can be more open with each other right? I am also trying,” Nasha said with her soothing smile.

“Yes we are more open now,” said Farzan with a smile..relief? Might as well. He feels like he has a talking partner now. Usually, he is very talkative and seems cold and flat.

“Heem..” muttered Nasha.

“Em.. but.. can I still work?” this is a good time to negotiate, right? Opportunity in tightness, hehe.

“No!” firm Farzan flat. It could be that he was looking for an opportunity, Inner Farzan was a little upset.

“Hehehe is just his name, very sensitive anyway,” said Nasha with a crisp impression.

The atmosphere became a little awkward afterwards, but since Nasha did not want to continue so they chatted again with Nasha who started the chat until Nasha's time to return home to Farzan's parents. Even if a little more than the time they both agreed.

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tbc..

happy reading's..

mark if there's a typo, hehe..