Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 26

Amaras

"You brought Mara again?", asked Mami.

"Yes mom!"

My mother only watched me until I finished preparing my provisions.

"You can tell who one is for? Can't you spend it all?", Mami recalls.

"Make Alby, Mam!", I answered honestly.

Suddenly the new papi sitting at the dining table also replied.

"Alby? Now are you close to him?", asked papi.

"Near in what context is Pi? We're college friends and I'm serving near Alby's office!"

Papi smiled faintly.

"The fire freed you Mara. As long as it's good and makes you happy, papi goes with what you want."

I sat down next to Mom.

"What the hell is Pi, Mara's just Alby's friends."

"More than friends can too, right?",ledek mami.

I don't want to know what they talked about. In fact, I have nothing to do with Alby.

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"Where?", asked Seto when he saw me carrying a box of food at lunch.

"out! Pinjem motor dong, I brought a car today!"

"Again the same Tyo. Borrow Dimas's, but the key is the same Captain! You exchange use with Dimas."

I lowered my shoulders. I don't want to go near Febri in his room.

Tok.dok....

"Excuse me!"

"Lake in!"

I entered Febri's room. He looked up at me.

"What's Lettu Amara?"

"Sorry Kapt, I want to borrow Dimas' bike. Her keywords are the same Captain!"

Febri handed the key over to the table.

"Here, take it!" said Febri.

He didn't even ask me what to borrow and where to go!

"Thank you Kapt, excuse me!"

He just nodded. To me, Febri is mysterious. He can be a funny figure when with his friends. But he will be professional and cool with his co-workers.

I drove Dimas' sports bike to Alby's office. Let it be in the word aggressive, but so far our relationship is only a college friend. Remember, just friends.

"Siang mba, I'd like to see Mr. Alby. Is he in place?".

"There's Mom!", replied the receptionist along with Hotma who was going to Alby's room.

"Amara?", said Hotma who is still a lawyer for HS group and quite close to Rahardi, Amara papi.

"Om Hotma?"

"Why did you come here? Is there anything you want to meet?", he asked as he glanced at the food box I brought.

"Yes, I want to see Alby. His plan is to have lunch together. That's also if he's not busy!"

Om Hotma looked at me carefully.

"It just so happens that we're college friends om, and I'm now in the office next door."

"Yes, with me. At most this hour he is still in the same musholla as his assistant!", said om hotma while looking at his watch.

"Yes!", I followed him to Alby's room.

Arriving at the Alby floor, it turns out that it was Alby and Azmi, her assistant had just finished praying dhuhur. Damage is not gigging. The charm of Alby is not canned. His assistant was no less handsome. Ehhh...???

"Rome, um Hotma? How can we do this?", asked Alby.

"We happened to meet below!", replied Hotma.

"Yes, you and Amara ate lunch there. He bothered to bring it to you. Afraid she'll misfire back to her office. Isn't that Amara?"

"Huh? Yes om!"

"Om does it need to be with me?", asked Alby.

"Can be represented Azmi."

Azmi nodded as well. Alby and I entered the room.

I handed him my lunch.

"Next time don't bother Mara!" said Alby.

"Ngga bothered By! Oh yeah, tonight there's no college schedule?"

"There, the makulnya Yana. Why?"

"Ngga anything. I'll see you later on campus." Alby just nodded thinly.

"Taken By!", I asked. He nodded and started eating it. After a few moments of silence after we finished eating, we chatted.

"Do you like me?", asked Alby suddenly.

I was surprised to hear him ask that question.

"Why ask that?", I asked trying to neutralize my feelings.

"Your attitude shows like that."

I looked at his handsome face but his expression was flat.

"Am I wrong?", ask me before answering her question before her.

"Wrong", replied Alby briefly.

"Give me an excuse!", I said as I folded my hands on the table. Maybe I'm thick-faced, but I've been thinking about all this. Ready to hurt for the umpteenth time.

I don't know what Alby was thinking, he just stared at me.

"I don't want to hurt you Mara!" said Alby.

"Didn't I and the others have a chance to...!"

"Mara, please! So far you're my only girl friend after Marsha. So sorry, I don't want to hurt you like I hurt Marsha because I'm too comfortable being friends."

"What if I could give you more comfort than as a friend?", I tried to challenge the handsome widower.

"Mario....!"

"I know, you still love Bia. But you know, Bia's married. Even Bia's husband is a man I've always loved. But ever since I knew you, all those feelings have worn off along with my realization that I had no right to expect them anymore."

Alby was still staring at me.

I got up from the bench. I cleaned up my eating marks.

"Excuse me!", I said standing up to leave Alby. But not yet at the door, he pulled my arm. Even our faces are clashing against each other.

I stared at his sharp bead eyes like an eagle. But a second later..

"There is rice on your lips!" he said, picking a grain of rice over my lips in his diary.

How shameful I am, my brain has thought the non-no.

"Thank you for lunch!", I nodded.

Then I walked out of Alby's room. Do I have the face to come here again tomorrow...?????