Dhyanda wait

Eleven twelve

The morning sun shot out lightly, piercing through the thin curtains that protected the windows of rooms in the dozens-story skyscraper. Dhyanda inched small from her position on a very foreign bed in the middle of the room.

"Eheem", Dhyanda cleared her dry throat as her eyes slowly opened. His hand grabbed his face and rubbed it lightly, then he rubbed his eyes in passing.

The girl was now sitting with a sweeping look at every corner in the room. "Whose room is this?" his murmur was trying to dig out a seemingly faint memory. The memory of last night's events caused Dhyanda to panic.

"For God's sake! who brought me here? Casey's? where is he now?" dhyanda's vision spread throughout the room. He began to recall the series of events he had experienced last night. Dhyanda also remembers the last time she was helped by Casey from two thugs, then went with him to the car. And until there his memory back dead-end. "gue fake out? what's overslept?" dhyanda panicked straight down from his bed now, hurriedly coming out of the room.

"Lo's better?" greet Casey when Dhyanda is nongol just in front of him.

"Where's gue?" Dhyanda asked back like a daze.

Casey did not rush to answer. The man was still busy turning over the omelet on his plate. After ripening, he lifted using a spatula and moved it to the plate.

"Overnight Lo fainted, Lo's body also had a fever. I was going to take him to the hospital, but Lo didn't carry any identity. I don't want to be complicated" Casey said while carrying a plate of omelets on the dining table.

'Fever? I feel good, Dhyanda doubts it.

"Eh, if I pass out last night so take me and sleep me in that mattress---?" Dhyanda is not until the heart continues its sentence.

"Gue," said Casey loudly.

"Huh?" Dhyanda shuddered, "Trus, whose house is this?" tanya Dhyanda again circulated her gaze throughout the room. As he remembered this is not the second home Aldrick's parents who he used to go to often.

"My apartment" Casey replied flatly.

"What?" Dhyanda reflex stepped back to the corner of the table while crossing both hands on her chest.

Casey who saw him immediately frowned, "Lo equals me same thug semalem?" the accusation.

"Huh? Ng.. ngak that too" said Dhyanda terbata. Somehow he believed in the man, maybe because Casey was Aldrick's cousin.

Casey shook her head, pulled up the dining chair and sat there, pouring omelets on her plate, "You want to have breakfast, get your own plate in the kitchen!" he resolutely continued while devouring the homemade omelet into his mouth.

Dhyanda nodded. His stomach feels hungry because from yesterday afternoon he has not had time to eat anything else. Finally he took a plate and went to eat a table with Casey.

"Lo doesn't live in Aldrick's house anymore?" ask Dhyanda at her meal.

"No" said Casey irit.

"Why? it's good not to need to prepare breakfast yourself like this, there are many helpers" said Dhyanda.

"Bosser" Casey replied accordingly.

"Boss?" Dhyanda frowned confusedly, "there are many rules, so Lo is depressed and choose to live alone?" the girl was spontaneous.

Casey stopped eating the omelet in front of him. "Can't you just eat and not talk?" the man stared intently at Dhyanda who was sitting in front of him.

"Hish, very stiff! the sea urchin!" muttered Dhyanda cussing.

"Lo's murmur is still clearly terrorized here," Casey said flatly.

"Opps! Sorry", Dhyanda was silent no longer speaking, her mouth was open only to receive an omelette from her spoon.

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"The problem is that 10 million money I definitely change, but can not be spit" said Dhyanda when he finished eating breakfast omelet made by Casey.

"No need to be replaced, the money will also come back" Casey replied while bringing a used plate to the kitchen and immediately wash it.

"Oh yeah? so really the Semalem thugs are stuck?" Curious Dhyanda immediately stalked Casey into the kitchen, watching her carefully wash the dishes of her ex and Dhyanda.

"We are waiting for news from the police. If not ketangkep and my money does not return, consider it Lo debt to me" said Casey.

"Can it be repaid, right?" ask Dhyanda quickly.

Casey moved out of the kitchen after neatly storing the clean dishes onto the shelf. "Gue is a full nebus, the turnaround is nyicil" he said.

Dhyanda pursed her tiny lips, "Sadis!" muttered. He sat on the front sofa.

"Sit down really! Sofanya's broken, you want to change?" casey exclaimed to remind Dhyanda who was sitting carelessly.

"Hi!! ribet was a sea urchin" Dhyanda immediately stood up again.

"What's? sea urchin?" Casey glared in disbelief.

"Need to use the mosque so I don't repeat the sentence?" dhyanda Exclamation. "The sea flea looks funny, but unfortunately prickly, very prickly ampe to the heart" he said again annoyed.

All the furniture in Casey's apartment looks luxurious and clean, not even dust attached. For the size of a single man's residence, Casey deserves a thumbs up because of his cleanliness. Not to mention supported by an elegant room design, it is certain this is one of the elite apartments in Jakarta. Even saving a lifetime Dhyanda will not be able to buy one of them. His poor soul rebelled, Casey and Aldrick were born with all the wonders of life, as opposed to him.

“Lo clothes are dirty and stinky, you can wear my clothes first,” said Casey appeared suddenly behind Dhyanda. He handed over a set of fragrant changing clothes to Dhyanda.

“Truly rich demon! Ngagetin” snorted Dhyanda was upset at being shocked by Casey's appearance.

“People were not pantes ngatain so same host”, said Casey relaxed and flat.

“Hey, tell who you donolongin me?” reply Dhyanda intense.

“Oh, so that's why the reply has been helped? Don't realize you have a life debt with me!” sambar Casey is no less fierce.

Dhyanda snorted, realizing that no Casey had no idea what was going to happen last night. “Okay, sorry. So how do you want, I do not have the right to protest?”

“Well it knows,” said Casey.

Dhyanda clucked, arguing with Casey won't go around. Eleven-twelve with his older cousin, Aldrick. It would only consume a lot of manpower, let alone with its cold expression and flat tone like that.

For God's sake, Casey reminded Dhyanda of Aldrick's very dominant and intimidating figure. Whose descendants are the two of them to have a nature and character that is almost similar? clearly they are descendants of the late Kevan O’Neill, the Grandfather who is famous for being firm, cold and sometimes heartless. (Can be read in the novel In a broken heart to find you).

Dhyanda reflexively touched the iron pendulum decoration swinging on the table, without caring for Casey again rather than having to engage in conversation with him.

“Do not touch! That's my favorite item, until rusty you will not be able to succeed” prevent Casey half joking when he saw Dhyanda was about to take his favorite decoration on display.

“Sorry Young master! I'm not Elsa Frozen, it's also impossible that the thing I touch can rust” Dhyanda replied annoyed.

“Si Elsa if touch to ice, not rusty. You look more like a snowman to the Elsa,” led by Casey.

“Olaf, mean lo?” Dhyanda glares. “tep aja this decoration will not hurt, yes God!” furious Dhyanda gnashy.

“The decoration I brought from germany, original and expensive. I don't want to bother looking anymore just because I got a touch lo!”

“Terden! This can't, it can't. Then why did you take me to lo?” apartment Dhyanda can't stand Casey's outrageous attitude.

“Excuse me!”  Casey smiled cynically, “Gue ngajak lo? Please do yes, Miss!” his protest.

Dhyanda doesn't want to argue with Casey anymore. He felt sorry for himself for having gotten so far involved with this refrigerator-cold man. Although Casey had helped her from the thugs last night, Casey was still a stranger to Dhyanda.

“Lo can use the bathroom if you want to clean or shower. Pack my shirt to change,” Casey said without response. Dhyanda is still upset with Casey. “O yes, I only have one towel, do not use my towel!”

“Terus?”

“Search anything. Bed linen maybe?”

“What? Bed linen?” dhyanda's eyes were perfectly rounded.

“Yes, of course!” answer Casey steady.

“Wah, kebangetan. Unhuman!” dhyanda protest.

“Human terms only apply to humans” said Casey.

“So, do you think I'm not human?”

“Snow people right?” ledek Casey, “what's his name? That's olaf, isn't it?” said again.

“Lo the snowman! Cold, nasty!” cecar Dhyanda was so upset.

“I'm evil, I've been eaten by those thugs!” reply Casey.

“Whatever!”, Dhyanda no longer wants to serve Casey. He passed by and went into the bathroom to clean while carrying Casey's change of clothes in his arms.

Casey's spacious bathroom size changes Dhyanda's mood. His sense of regret for Casey subsided. He knows why Casey banned this and that. All reflected from Casey's clean and fragrant bathroom, is also very neat.

“Eh, wait! But why does he only have one towel?” muttered Dhyanda astonished.

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