Black Heaven

Ride the bike together,

The crowd on the streets of Ciputat began to quiet. The midnight time has passed just like that, the sound of the roar of the vehicle began to decrease because now the time indicator is already at the number one in the morning.

"Father the same Kinar go home first, Intan there is still need." Intan reasoned that Mr. Gatot did not drive him home, he knew that if Bu Leni was angry because Mr. Gatot had not come home until the early hours.

"You ride the motorcycle in front, don't walk!" mr. Gatot said after closing the studio door.

"Yes Pah, just calm down. Intan must ride the ojek," replied Intan with a thin smile.

Kinar and Gatot finally passed from the studio, leaving Intan alone. The tattooed girl briefly turned her gaze towards the asem tree, but what she was looking for was no longer there. Finally, diamond decided to walk to the ojek base which is only a few meters from the studio.

"D-al!! no one is going tonight!" intan said when he found no one at the base. Although now many online motorcycle taxi, but in this place every day there is a motorcycle taxi driver who still mengangkal even though midnight.

Intan pulled out his phone, he tried to find the ojek through the application and in fact no one responded, "Where to try!" gerutu Intan while putting his phone back in his jacket pocket.

Intan let out a heavy sigh, he cursed his fate tonight. The distance between the studio and the contract is quite far if it must be traveled by foot.

"OK, let's just say you're in scout activities, night exploration!" exclaim Intan when he began to weave his steps. He was encouraging himself.

Intan continued to walk down the quiet streets, occasionally he hummed to drive away the silence of the night that began to hit. However, Intan's move must be stopped when a matic biker stops the speed of his bike right next to Intan.

"All right! let me drive you home!"

Intan gasped when he recognized the familiar voice in his sense of hearing even though the voice's face was covered in a binocular helmet, "Gus Aji!" Intan slightly retreated her body.

"It's dangerous for a girl to walk alone at this hour. So, go upstairs! I'll take you home!" once again Aji exclaimed, this time while opening the glass of his helmet.

Intan thought for a while, there is no harm in 'right if you occasionally feel sitting together on the bike with the idol? that is what is in Intan's mind.

Aji propelled the bike slowly. I don't know what reasons keep him at such a slow pace. Aji is like someone who can just ride a motorcycle.

In fact, he had been keeping an eye on Intan ever since. But he had to move somewhere else because Intan already knew his position. Aji waits for Intan at one of the shophouses not far from the tattoo studio, where Intan works. Worried about seeing Intan walk alone, he finally decided to take Intan home. This is the first time I have ever heard of a woman who is not a mahram.

"Your boss shouldn't hire a woman until midnight" Aji protested after a few minutes of silence.

"That's his working hours, Gus." A thin smile finally rises from Intan's lips when he can feel the worry that is not spoken directly.

They fell silent again. Feeling each other's irregular heartbeat, for the first time the two of them sat close together on this not-so-big matic motor.

Intan crossed her arms as she felt the cold that had broken through her jacket. It felt like he was hugging the man in front of him just like any other young couple, "don't dream of you, Tan!" muttered Intan in his heart.

"So it feels like it's piggybacking on a girl. I hope tonight the Angel of Charity gives me a dispensation .. astagfirullahaladzim!" aji muttered in his heart.

At a glance Aji saw Intan's facial expression from her rearview mirror. There was a warm feeling that permeated into his heart when he saw the face adorned with a faint smile behind him.

Finally, after taking a few minutes, the two of them had arrived at Intan's rented page. The girl immediately came down from the back seat after Aji stopped her motorbike.

"Thank you, Gus," Intan said with a slightly bent body.

Intan nodded slowly before passing from before Aji. However, he had just stepped foot, suddenly there was a motor sport that stopped in front of his contract. Intan's heart beat returned irregular after seeing Aji's expression that looked strange.

"Jack, what's wrong?" intan asked after turning his body. He stood beside Aji.

"Gue just nganter this." Jack handed Intan a bag of black crackle, "so Tommy called me, he ordered wine as usual and told me to give to you" said Jack as he looked at Aji through the tail of his eyes. He asked Intan through the look in his eyes about who the silent man was.

"Oh, okay thanks. But it's already paid for by Bang Tommy, isn't it?" intan asked with a look of eyes that hinted for Jack to come home from his contract immediately.

Jack is a close friend of Tommy's who works at a bar. Tommy used to buy a lot of wine through Jack, he always provided it for Intan and Kinar even though only one bottle only.

"Udah then! then I'll just go straight home" Jack said before turning around, "let's go, Bang." Jack glanced at Aji before leaving.

An uncomfortable feeling was again present in his heart, the flowers of love that had bloomed beautifully had now withered. Again and again Aji saw firsthand how Intan's current habits were.

"Tata ...." Aji looked at Intan who was still silent beside him.

Intan looked at Aji with an eye that could not be revealed, "One more time I remind, Gus. Tata was lost a few years ago. Now there is only Intan. Please call me Intan."

"All right, I'm sorry. I will learn to call you as you wish" Aji said with curiosity creeping into his heart.

Intan stared at Aji at a glance. Then he decided to get into his contract. After the door opened, he turned his body to look at Aji who was wearing his helmet.

"I'll be back tomorrow to Jombang, will you come?" ask Aji behind his helmet

Intan was stunned after hearing the offer from Aji. He really misses his hometown. Intan is eager to visit the tomb of his parents in Jombang. However, he did not have great courage to set foot in the santri city.

"Sorry Gus, I'm not ready to go there yet" Intan replied in a sad tone.

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Thank you for reading this work, hope you like 😍<TAG1>

Sorry yes yesterday did not up because othor went takziah to Pasuruan, there are relatives who died 🙏

Othor Gemol wishes you a happy Christmas to all of you who are celebrating😍🙏🙏🙏🌷

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