Fake Status

11

Rara's phone vibrates. He opened the WhatsApp message.

"I don't like seeing you as that guy. You might like adult guys. Haha.. The transfer of issues let me not pursue you anymore, right."

Rara handed her phone to Hafiz. Hafiz is getting hot. "Leave it. Let me take care of it while you're back in Jakarta."

They passed by regardless of the content of the short message.

Hafiz pressed the plane mode on Rara's phone, he did not want to interfere with the trip. He was afraid that Rara would be stressed during the trip to Jakarta.

Rara turned on the music and immediately put on a headset huh.

"Are you ready?" tanyakanya. Then Hafiz put a helmet on Rara's head.

"Put the headset next to my ear. I also want to hear your song", Rara took off the helmet and put the headset next to hafiz's ear.

Rara's musical taste is unique. Just the acoustics, the twang of the guitar warms up. He always listened to the music when he wanted to sleep.

Hafiz saw from the rearview mirror, how beautiful the woman behind him, must be just a false status, he was very happy to be able to help the girl.

"Why is it so heavy?" He looked back with his eyes. Rara is asleep. He pulls Rara's hand, so as not to fall on the road.

"Ra, we're there."

Rara still leaned her face against Hafiz's back. Hafiz let it go, she was afraid of disturbing Rara's sleep. He just made sure, so that Rara was comfortable. He saw the clock in his hand. 08.45, which means that it is still about 45 minutes of boarding pass time. Hafiz didn't know what he was going to do. Sometimes Rara's body almost fell. Quickly, Hafiz pointed his hand back, and confirmed Rara's position. He took a picture of Rara sleeping on her back with her cell phone. He smiled funny.

" It's up to ya mas" Rara woke up from her sleep.

"What time do you sleep? How do you sleep on a motorcycle? Just like a child. Tau that, I borrowed my boss' car". said Hafiz coldly, while moving his back that hurt because of holding Rara's body.

"Thank you, my. I'm leaving."

Rara took the back of Hafiz's hand.

Hafiz was surprised by Rara's treatment. Just this time, there was a woman who treated him so, and he let Rara. Usually when meeting women, he is always uncomfortable when touching. His parents were afraid that Hafiz was abnormal.

"Let me know when I get there" said Hafiz, waving his hand.

They split up for a while. If normal, they would still meet again for 3 years. During this time they can communicate at close range.

"Lho, son. has gone home." hafiz passed to his room upstairs.

"Female perfume fragrance" inner father.

How the fragrant perfume Rara did not stick in hafiz, as long as she fell asleep, her body leaned against Hafiz's back.

Hafiz rolled up the shirt he was wearing, he stared at the scene in the big window of his room, leaning against the glass.

"Why am I stuck with Rara's shadow? What the hell is he doing? The plane must have left." He stared out the window.

"Fake status? Why would I want to be in the scenario?" He kept thinking and looking away at her. Mama just went into her room, until no steps were heard.

"Son.. think what's good anyway? A job? Or what? Story to mama"

Mom's voice stopped her daydream.