Dilla (Dilla's Journey of Love)

Is it really Sean?

Dilla's steps stopped when passing one of the tables in the food court, Dilla did not want to be bad, but her eyes were still normal 'But why is there a woman next to her?' his inner.

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Dilla averted her eyes, not wanting to be so bad, there was no way Sean was like that his brain just kept spinning. Not that it was just a coincidence, just a similar person.

Dilla tried to cover up her fret in front of her friends, Dilla did not want her friends to know what she was thinking. His heart, his mind, his eyes seemed to be raging against what he saw, felt and thought.

If it's true that Sean can't possibly not go home, then why he's here, Dilla's getting late in her war. Until he did not realize Fathan was watching him, because the place where Fathan was sitting right next to him was only blocked by the corner of the table.

"I know what you're thinking" Fathan whispered because he didn't want to be heard by his other friend

Dilla was startled, hearing Fathan's sudden whisper, "You mean?"

"I saw it too, but I'm sure there's a reason"

"Huh? you saw him too?"

"Yes, when I came here I saw him sitting with a girl"

"But I'm sure it's not Sean"

"Yes, I also wish I was wrong or just someone who looks like Sean"

Dilla nodded her head hoping that what Fathan said was true. Fathan patted Dilla on the shoulder with a smile, trying to calm her down so Dilla wouldn't mind.

Fathan and Dilla's behavior does not escape Dhera's attention, Dhera who is on Dilla's left curious about what they are talking about, "Why the hell are you?"

"You know what!", replied Fathan.

"Yeee. anyways whisper in front of me too, make people curious!"

"Eat him a girlfriend, Mblo!", sneered Fathan

"Kayak lo not single, single treak singles .. base thief!"

"Combrono lo, maling paan?"

"Want my heart from lo lah", joked Dhera followed by the ridicule of his friends including Dilla.

"Cieee .. ciieee .. fix so that you guys, not in the classroom not in the cafeteria .. not in school .. not in the mall, you guys are yes really .. " not done yet Dilla's talk has continued the others simultaneously, "cocooooookkk".

"Jadian .. soan .. soan .. "the cry of his friends makes Dhera sewot,"What the heck you guys like to hang out".

While Fathan was silent, his cold expression was reluctant to respond to the words of his friends. Because Fathan is so, never predictable.

After eating they watch together, then play games, actually spending time in the mall.

Dilla enjoyed being with her friends. Bad thoughts about Sean that had made him upset a little distracted. Fortunately only Fathan knew, so he did not have to bother listening to Dhera's rant.

Dilla bailed to the toilet to her friends, Dhera volunteered to drive her, "Want me anther?"

Dilla shook her head, "Don't just flinch koq".

"Yes already ati-ati lo, we just wait here aja ya".

Dilla fused her index finger and thumb to form the letter O towards Dhera and his friends, indicating that she agreed and would return to meet her friends there.

After finishing with her kebellet, Dilla came out of the closet to wash her hands. When she saw herself in front of a wide glass, her gaze was diverted, Dilla glanced at a woman to her right through the reflection of the glass. Something caught his attention - something he knew and reminded him of Sean.

Yes, because the jacket was designed specifically for Sean, 'But now, why would anyone else wear it?', he said in his heart.

The numbers and letters that became special symbols on the jacket were the date of her engagement and her initials with Sean.

Dilla was eager to run and chase after the woman and pulled her over. But is that him?. It seemed like it only existed in the world of soap operas, Dilla only needed honesty at this time. He immediately neutralized his raging thoughts, and rushed out of the toilet to get back to his friends.

Only Fathan and Dhera notice the change in facial expression after coming out of the toilet. Dhera immediately approached Dilla out of curiosity with his expression that he suddenly thought changed.

"Hey's pretty, why?"

"Why what? there's nothing koq" Dilla tried to cover it up.

"Lo don't ever boongin me, I know you bukam only a day two days ato a month two months yes, I know lo annual, Dilla! Still want to talk to me? Don't get me wrong, even though you whispered the same Fathan, I know what happened, don't get me wrong I also saw a person who looks like Sean in the Food Court earlier, that's not what you guys are talking about?"

"So, you see too, Ra?"

"Obviously, I don't think you see, so I'm in, I don't want to see you sad, Dilla!"

"Aaahhh. so sweeeet", Dilla hugs Dhera and continues her conversation,"But ...is Sean right? Maybe it's just someone who looks like Sean, right?"

"This is what makes me love the same lo, and make me comfortable to be your friend, your mind is too positive either plain, sometimes you are not aware as a bad person you, you are too good. I don't think there's a real bad criminal in your eyes. Try to check, call or text him!"

"So, before I walk, Sean says that he's in college until this afternoon, Ra, so it can't be bothered"

"Yes, go to the Mall and it's in Bandung"

"Ra, koq sewot anyway? Actually, I'm not good . I'm afraid he thinks I don't believe him."

"As for you dech, just a suggestion let you not be curious"

Dhera's last sentence that made Dilla think to contact Sean, it must be asked her thought so as not to just suspect without evidence. But Dilla just wanted to contact him after he was at home, afraid it was true Sean he could not predict what would happen. Dilla is aware, because Sean is not a girlfriend but his fiancee the future priest, so if there is a bad Sean, Dilla does not want to be known to his friends.

They went home after spending all day in the mall. Dilla arrived home at 7pm, escorted Dhera because they stopped by at a mosque to calm down when at home because they had performed maghrib prayers.

His house is still dark, meaning his parents have not returned from his brother's house. Because Dilla was at sms mama, if they were visiting her brother outside the city.

Dilla went inside her house, locked the door and turned on the lights so that the house would not be dark. Dilla rushed to shower and pray Isya, after he opened his HP, there was no text or phone from Sean. Without a doubt Dilla calls Sean trying to reach him to ask the truth about what he saw earlier in the mall. The connected tone was heard several times but Sean did not pick up his phone at all until 5 times Dilla tried it, still no response.

Dilla then texted, and asked through sms only.

📩Dilla

Sean, still busy ya :), sorry I saw a person who looks like you in the Mall, you are no longer in bdg right?

SMS has been sent, Dilla waited a while but still no answer from Sean, Dilla resigned then, maybe Sean was busy even though Sean never like that, to ignore the calls and SMS. Note it! this is Sean's first time like this.

What is a busy lecture? till last night? the clock on the wall is 8:45.

'Ah, maybe Sean overslept or his HP disilent so as not to hear the sound of HP', grunts in the heart.

Dilla also kept her HP on the nightstand and positioned herself to prepare for sleep, her mother had told her to go home tomorrow morning, because there was business to be done. Dilla left home alone, rather than bete, she chose to sleep and forget for a moment her turmoil.

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