Distance to Heart

P a r t 19

"Why is your face pouting, then? Angry with me," asked Andra as she began to drive my car away from Nurbaiti's house.

I chose silence, for all the feelings I had been craving I could not vent to him.

"Don't get mad 'dong, Kanaya. Later you will get old quickly 'lho," he said again.

I turned to look at him still not making a sound, I was lazy to argue with the man again. After what he did while he was at Nurbaiti's house an hour ago. Still pisses me off, pissed, hated, jackassed. So a unit that I wanted to spill for him, but it didn't feel possible.

None of this will bring back my lost time. Tonight I should be able to have dinner with my fiance Erwin. But even now unexpectedly, I was still alone with Andra in my car. In silence, I thought. How can I give the right reasons? If Erwin asks because I didn't keep that man's promise

On the way to my house, the man who was busy driving the car instead stopped the pace and searched the parking area that was already available. No longer in the Padang restaurant as last tempo, but this time in a place of a tent stall five feet with fried rice as the mainstay menu. It was inscribed on a banner cloth attached in front of the stall.

"I'm hungry, we'll eat there first, and then I'll drive you home" he said, unbuckling his seatbelt and pointing to the spot.

I then flinch, nor answer his words what else would I want to eat with him? It is not the case where it is on the side of the road, but because my stomach is full, because since this afternoon I was at the house of Nurbaiti . The woman served all my favorite foods that I had a lot of difficulty refusing. Starting from pecel, hodgepodge, rujak, which of course not only the tongue, but also my stomach was swaying when eating it. So I want to eat all that food immediately.

However, this time after getting off the car. Andra instead of going straight to the stall, but instead turned around to open the door as well as the seatbelt that was still attached to my body. I was the one who was shaking, inevitably coming down, because of what Andra did to me. Apparently being noticed by a parking attendant who had been staring at my car.

Finally I walked side by side leading into the tent stall, then chose the place we would sit together. There were no chairs and a four-legged table there. Because the concept of this stall is a lesehan tent stall. Automatically there is only a waist-sized table for adults to sit and the seat is also lesehan.

Andra then called the waiter, then saw the menu list given by the waiter. After carefully observing from the top to the bottom. The choice falls on goat fried rice and lemon tea as a dinner menu along with drinks. While I only ordered lemon tea to moisten my throat and a warm taste in my stomach.

"This is your phone, I give it back" he said, handing the rectangular object to my hand.

There was no apology from him, but he was wrong and I did not intend to thank him because the actions he had done at the Nurbaiti house really made me embarrassed and upset.

"I'm sorry I accidentally picked up your phone. I saw you were too busy with that. While love with children who are asking you to play with them," he explained again.

I immediately took the item and a long time later, the waiter came with the ordered menu. A serving of goat fried rice and two glasses of warm lemon tea are ready to be served on the table for you to eat immediately. I don't know why smell the aroma of fried rice whose steam is still steaming. Can I make me gulp my own saliva?

I deliberately turned to the side while looking at the merchant who was busy cooking orders of his buyers. Indeed, just smelling the aroma has been tempting tongue what else eat it while warm must be very greedy?

In a slow tone Andra called out to me and spontaneously turned to her. Suddenly a spoonful of fried rice has been thrust into my mouth only to open it. It must have been fried rice that was on the spoon being pushed there. I shook my head as a sign of rejection. However, it is not Andra's name if it is not pushy. So that I open my mouth.

"Open your mouth, Kanaya! Come quickly my hands ache 'nih," he said and foolishly I obeyed the commandment.

One mouthful of full fried rice landed perfectly in my mouth, I immediately chewed and indeed this fried rice tasted delicious. It's good that I've been in this shop since. I noticed the merchant did not stop frying the rice.

Every five minutes, a buyer comes in. Once again I said, I was stuck not being able to refuse the fried rice that Andra thrust into my mouth. Until the fried rice ordered by Andra runs out unceremoniously, eaten by both of us.

This time I was fed by a man who had nothing with me. Even Erwin has been my lover for two years. I have never eaten anything like this, and vice versa. However, what Andra is doing right now and I am doing the other day is not something planned, but a spontaneous movement that reflects me and the man doing.

After eating me and Andra continued on towards the house, drowsiness began to attack. What's more after Andra turns on the radio that the channel is playing nice and romantic songs to hear. It is very suitable as a song for sleep senders so that it does not feel this eye was slowly closed and I no longer know where my car is being driven Andra?

Almost two and a half hours Andra and I were on the way home. From the start of the Nurbaiti housing, a break from eating, until soon it will arrive at the housing I live.

"Kanaya quickly woke up, we have arrived," he said as he rubbed my arm.

"Kanaya!" andra said again.

because he had not woken up yet, making Andra had no choice but to carry me into the house. But not until it was done. Someone intonated heavily, cleared his throat, then approached Andra to prevent him from carrying me

"Just wake up and let him step into his house with his own body" he said from behind, which of course made Andra and I who were only half conscious immediately startled and shouted.

"Erwin!"

Seriate...