Chased by Love Tyson

Ash blue hair

Putra showed the design he meant and Galang paid close attention to the design. They discussed the client's request design through the night.

"Then I go home well, I think this client will be satisfied with your work" said Galang smiling

"And who made the Son "Said Putra jumawa while laughing "eh night Sunday not where? "

"Where? How are you yourself? "

"There is a dong, a clash of the most chatting while chatting with new acquaintances" said Putra raised his eyebrows. "Why aren't you the same as Gani?"

"Why should I be with Gani? " Sahut Galang is upset.

"I'm horrified by the internal gossip in his office, he likes you lang. It was a long time ago that you didn't respond. It's so pretty that's antegurin"

"Not to be discussed well, I just go home. It's night" he said firmly

"Yeeee, let's go on lang!!!" Son Word

Galang shakes lazily

"Move? Where can I move on from Nami. She is the one and only my Nami, I miss you so much Nami. I hope your life is okay, dear, and always filled with happiness" Galang muttered on his way home.

Nami who was checking the timeline on one of the social media while relaxing lying down seemed restless waiting for his sleepiness to come.

Ted heard the sound of a car into the garage. "Oh they've come apparently" I turned my head towards the clock on the table, it turned out that it was only 21:20 minutes "

Mekde knocked on the door of his room "Ayudia is sleeping yet? mekde has a martabak, will you?" Said slowly

"In the meantime, "I hurried to open the door of my room. I followed those who were sitting at the table eating. I sucked one martabak complete with its cayenne pepper.

"Ayudia Sunday night in mulu's room, dong's streets once in a while. Dating, acquaintance with a guy what cake do not stay at home" said Mr. Yan to me with a smile.

"Rugi yu if you're young but a houseboy like this hahaha" Mekde teased me

I could only laugh at their comments while chewing the martabak.

"Do you know mekde well? There's mekde knows guys are very young. Meet often at the site. Cute, the guy is polite too. I think it fits you very well" said mekde me again with an enthusiastic face

"No need to hahahaha, I again males acquaintance with new people. Still comfortable own mekde"

"Yes, it's important that you don't feel lonely "

"No, just lately it feels calmer no one bothers anymore"

The two of them could finally just smile at me.

A month passed, I was still with my usual routine. Saturday afternoon, I want to add my jogging route as much as 2 rounds. Since my jogging routine I feel my body is much lighter and fitter. My sweat was pouring out on my way home to Goldie.

Goldie who usually had been waiting for me in front of his house this time was nowhere to be seen at all. I called him from outside the house whose gate was slightly open. "Goldie's!..Goldie's... Goldie handsome!! " I called him repeatedly. Finally he came out and chased after me who first ran to circle the housing complex.

This time instead of silence Goldie interrupted my hasty steps suddenly

"Hahahaha, Goldie don't, well I'm so humming, hahaha" I fell down from tripping Goldie's leg.

Goldie finally sat in silence. I got up from my seat. "i'm coming home" I said to the Son who was still laughing amusedly watching me fall earlier. "Daddy be careful, yeah" she told me. I was running fast because when I looked up at the sky, I could see a thick cloudy wind there. "Hopefully it won't rain at home" I muttered to myself.

POV from Galang

Galang was inside Putra's house, to discuss a request design project from a new client. Since he participated in the project Mr. Sudira, client demand rose rapidly. He himself still had to concentrate on completing the design for the Dharma Hotel project. Both of his men were also busy taking care of some projects. So that the rest of the project must be given to his friends who are freelancers.

Goldie faithfully sat waiting next to Galang who looked busy with Putra. As they again spoke seriously, there was the voice of a woman calling out to Goldie.

"Goldie's!..Goldie's... Goldie handsome!! Repeatedly until Goldie finally left and ran out of the house.

Galang looked stunned to hear the woman's voice, "Who is that? " Task Galang to the Son who had noticed the change in Galang's face

"The girl I told you that time . Every Saturday afternoon he must pass here, jogging routine. Goldie looks like he's up to the schedule"

"Whose name? "

"Well, I talked a few times intermittently as if his son was cold. But I got curious, but I waited for him in front first"

Galang's eyes followed the steps of the Son. The gate was opened wider by him. So I could freely see the highway directly from where I was sitting.

The woman came back with a breath. His body was thin, his skin was pure white wearing black shorts and a white T-shirt. His hair is short neck, colored like ash blue hat black bucket model. I can't see his face clearly.

"Hahahaha, Goldie don't, well I'm so humming, hahaha" I could hear her crisp voice and laughter similar to Nami's. I still hesitate to see it in person.

After a while I finally got out of my seat intending to see who this woman really was. I rushed to see him ahead, and he was no longer there.

"Where is he put? " Tanyaku to the Son

"Back home, run there "The son pointed the small road to the right at the end.

"You sure his name is Ayu? "

"Did he say that?, why you?? Want to get acquainted too? I have a rival dong then. I don't want to know the point" replied the Son with a sewot face.

"I'll get to know myself hehehe" I replied not to lose "where he lives, must be near here? "

"I don't know, either, he always answers as short a question as I can"

I looked up my head, I saw a thick dark gray cloud. It will probably rain soon.

"Damn, it was supposed to be when he came I went straight out. Now I'm curious about the woman. But Nami could not cut her hair short and painted ash blue. Cook the hell is it really him?!" The voice speaks for itself in his mind.

Galang immediately put his mind aside and then refocused on his important discussion with the Son.