Elea Loves At The Wrong Time

What a Sweet Meeting

That morning Elea woke up a little agitated, she ran around the bathroom with a smile. "beautiful art". Elea is a beautiful woman of good descent, she is the second of three children, his older brother is now married and lives in Kalimantan while his younger brother is still sitting in the Junior High School.

Although she was the only daughter she grew up to be a tough woman who did not demand much and she became an independent woman. He works as one of the cashiers in a famous company in his city. Despite entering the age of 31 years ago he still feels at home. It was not that he had raised the standard too much that he did not want to rush to decide with whom he spent his entire life.

That morning he was actually still sleepy last night he came home late from a hangout with his high school friends first. After a bit of a hurry he is now neat, this morning he only wears red office clothes combined with black cloth pants, red hijab and black plate shoes. He rushed out of the room and then returned, as usual he always forgot the key of his motorbike. "Maybe because of age" he murmured.

He rushed out of the house, locked the door, and opened the garage. His favorite white beat motor is now dashing and ready to take him to the office. The house is a KPR house that he had occupied a month ago birthday gift from his father even though he paid the installment but he was very happy.

Fifteen minutes riding the bike gracefully suddenly the bike faltered he then pulled over and sure enough the bike was not fine, the motorcycle tire deflated. He glanced at the clock in his left hand "akh already at 7" he said. Inevitably he had to push his motorbike while looking around who knows there is a motor workshop around here.

5 Minutes pushing the motor right in the third there is a simple motorcycle workshop that has been opened and that makes little relief Elea is not a customer there except her. In a hurry, he pushed his motor closer.

A man wearing a shabby and faded t-shirt who was already indistinguishable whether brown or cream, wearing torn jeans on his knees, had a sweet and clean face, and had a clean face, high and charismatic is what Elea is thinking right now. The man now pushes Elea's motor in and checks what's broken.

Because Elea did not answer when the catfish was dancing to her she was still busy with her thoughts. "Sit down first mom" while thrusting the plastic chair into Elea the man again checked the leaking Elea motorcycle tyre.

Elea mash stared intently at the man in front of her every inch of the man's body she noticed. The man in front of her now filled the entire recesses of her heart. The heart that he once cared for is now ready to let go of his love for the man in front of him, the man who managed to make him smile in a simple workshop where he hated so much.