
"I'll excuse you for a moment" said Cean, who then moved on, but had not sat down for long.
On the other hand, Neska came out in a hurry from the VVIP room, she felt that her pace was very fast but unfortunately there was a faster one ahead of her, maybe because Cean's step was more level so now the young man had caught Neska's hand who was about to dodge from him.
"Can we talk, Nes?" Cean did not understand himself, why he had to ride this bike with Neska until there was anger in his heart to see what the girl was doing.
"I-I'm working, brother."
Cean gulped down the saliva quickly. "What time are you home?" tanyakanya.
"Maybe until 12" said Neska unsure.
"Maybe?" Cean frowned.
Cean did not understand why Neska looked clumsy, the girl's body gesture also seemed to be unfamiliar with her. Cean only realized that his hand was still wrapped around Neska's wrist as if it looked protective.
"Say, I don't know for sure because it's a first-time"
"Okay, I'm waiting for your home hours" Cean said. He already understood now why Neska looked awkward to him, surely because of the grip of his hand that Cean did not come off even though he had realized it.
"I have to get back to work, brother. Sorry," said Neska looking awkward. The girl looked down politely as a form of permission to withdraw from the presence of Cean, but there Cean realized the curves of Neska's body were printed clearly because of the work uniform that today he wore.
"Shiitt;" Cean swears to no one. He decides to return to the VVIP room where his friends are gathered.
Cean had moved, but turned back to the direction where Neska had turned to leave.
At the same time, the girl also turned to look at Cean once again.
They finally met each other in a state that was already distant. No words, as if the eyes were beckoning but somehow full of meaning.
In the end, they returned to their own goals.
"Is there a problem?" Marko welcomes the returning Cean.
Cean only shook his head faintly in response to Marko's question.
"Ah, yes, I once said that I knew a widow who also lived in the old apartment you lived in."
Cean looked at Marko with an uninterested look.
"... he works at this bar. Her name is Yola."
"Yola?" Cean had heard that name.
"Yes, we are briefly acquainted here, from him I know that the old apartment is inhabited by many widows," Marko said with a thin sneer.
"What did you say, anyway?" Digta, who was also there, heard a glimpse of Cean's conversation with Marko.
"Brongha dowager. You interested?" ask Marko while glancing at one of their friends during their lecture.
"Hahaha, I'm here to buy you a drink. Don't say want to ask for a treat to play girls as well," Digta responded which was followed by Marko and Evan's laughter there.
While Cean snorted at a glance, he no longer heard those conversations between his friends - for his attention was now only thinking of the innocent innocent girl he suddenly found inside the Bar.
"The Blue Ocean Lazuardi?"
Cean awakens from his daydreams when Evan calls out his full name, as several times calling out Cean's name, the young man does not come forward and instead appears dreamy.
"What?" respond Cean who is no longer excited.
"Drink!" Evan placed a drink in front of the young man.
"He ain't drinking, Bro!" Marko who nodded while laughing.
"Well, since when?" Evan and Digta looked surprised.
Cean shook his head faintly and it seemed that Marko had already explained that to their old comrade who had accidentally met because of the business world. That brought them back in a few days.
Cean avoided drinking. He used to be naughty in his day, but as job responsibilities grew, he decided to quit. He does not want the habit of drinking alcohol will actually plunge it and give a bad influence on him.
His presence at the Bar was also due to Digta's invitation, and Cean appreciated the friend's invitation during his lecture. Even if he had been here with someone other than them - it was because of talking about business - because there are relations and colleagues who like to invite meetings in this kind of place.
Cean also accompanied Wenda who was attending a birthday invitation of his friend - in the same bar.
It didn't feel like the time Cean was waiting for finally arrived. Marko and Digta seem to have been raving indistinctly due to drunkenness. They even bet, which Cean does not know clearly what the gamble is.
"Ko, I'm back first."
Marko was surprised by Cean's words. He was almost drunk, so Cean should have helped him get home instead of leaving him. But, Marko can still be self-conscious in his half-drunk state, where maybe he asked Cean to clean it up. Although Cean is his best friend, but Cean also doubles as his superior who is unlikely to Marko set what the young man wants to do.
Cean did not wait for Marko's response, he grabbed Xenia's car keys and stuffed her Audy car remote into Marko's shirt pocket. No matter how the man had to take care of his car as well as Marko's self who seemed to stagger.
"Thanks, for the deal, bro. Sometime it's my turn," said Cean with a high-five with Digta then continued with Evan.
Cean walked out of the privacy room he was in with his three friends. Sitting at the stool bar makes it more free to wait Neska out.
"Drink?"
Jo the Bartender offers Cean a drink.
"Orange juice, please!"
Jo frowned, realizing this young man had not ordered a drink of some kind of beer, vodka or tequila.
"Again find someone, Boss?" jo asked who was watching Cean stare fully into almost the entire room of the Bar.
"Hmm," Cean said more like muttering.
"Who? Maybe I know the guy and I can help you" Jo said later.
"Workers here usually come home at what time?"
That's where Jo knew that what Cean was looking for was one of the non-visitor workers who used to come to the Bar.
"Macem-macem, but the majority go home in the morning."
"It's not 12 o'clock in the night?" ask Cean nakehan.
"It's exactly 12pm, the peak hour in this bar. Where can workers go home at that hour, let alone this satnight." Jo replies realistically while sharing a small grin.
Yes, too, thought Cean. He seemed frustrated to realize this.
"Who?"
"Huh?" Cean was suddenly dazed.
"Who are you looking for?" ask Jo to repeat.
"Neck." Cean finally mentioned the girl's name.
Jo almost chuckles when Cean mentions the name of the innocent girl that Yola had introduced to her.
"Lo ... Neska's boyfriend?" ask Jo at last.
Cean was aghast, he moved his body to hear more clearly what Jo said that seemed to recognize the girl he was looking for.
"What time does Neska come home?" Instead of answering, Cean asked Jo.
"As I said earlier, it's satnight, chances are they'll be home in the morning. New kid, there may be exceptions. Maybe." Jo seemed unsure at the end of his sentence.
So it's true that Neska's the new kid here.
"How many days does Neska work here?"
"It looks like it's new tonight" Jo said frankly. "Obviously, here Neska is just a waitress. Don't be too angry with your boyfriend!" sakut continued.
Cean snorting. He gulped down the orange juice Jo had been serving since. Although Jo says Neska works as a waitress, Cean still doesn't like to remember where Neska's legs stand especially if she remembers the work uniform that the girl was wearing.
Why does he have to feel this way?
Yes, yes, of course because he considers Neska his little sister who should not be in the adult sphere. This isn't a sprawling area, is it? Think Cean realistic.
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