Flutures
Who's He?
The sound of music that flowed beautifully now greeted Isvara's ears when the beautiful girl entered a cafe with drag nuances. Or more like a nightclub but a simple version. Cafes that even provide alcoholic beverages are also some games in its.
Isvara looked around, an aesthetic and quite crowded place. Although there are some people drunk but different in this cafe there is no person who acts indecent like in the club. Their clothes are also as common as in many clubs who wear open clothes.
“One orange juice,” message Isvara as the girl sits in front of the bartender table. The cafe has a bartender on the side. And the menu is also varied ranging from alcoholic to non-alcoholic.
Confused to do what Isvara now chooses to take out his notebook and cross out the paper with a picture of his initial idea that he wants to develop. Isvara started with the simplest design.
“Drink her brother,” said the male Bartender in front of Isvara who made Isvara turn her head while smiling and nodding her head.
“Still,” said Isvara who was replied with a smile by the male bartender.
Isvara downed her drink. Before he finally started his work again.
“Diara?” the voice of the man who was now playing beautifully beside Isvara made the girl turn her head and now she could see a handsome man with dimples on both cheeks seemed so clear when the manthe man smiled.
Isvara fell silent, too amazed at the creation of the god in front of him. Such a handsome man with his sweet smile.
“Hey,” called the man in front of Isvara while waving his hand in front of Isvara resuscitated the girl from her admiration.
“Eh yes?” isvara asked by raising her brow next to a puzzled one.
“Diara?” her question again repeated her sentence which made Isvara shake her head to hear her.
“Isvara,” said Isvara mentioned his name. The man nodded and left immediately.
But just now Isvara will continue his activities. Suddenly, the sound returned to his sense of hearing.
“Designer?” ask the man again who is now back while sitting next to Isvara. Isvara turned towards the man while chuckling.
“Calon,” replied Isvara with a smile that was answered with a nod by a man who still did not know his name.
“From the campus next?” his question again which is now again answered with a nod by Isvara.
“Semester two end of fashion department,” is clear Isvara who now makes her men chuckle.
“Very complete,” joked her who is now back to invite laughter from the girl.
“What is now the man mode for acquaintances that must be mistaken to recognize people first?” isvara asked narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the man in front of her who was now laughing at Isvara's suspicions.
“So really again nyari temen,” is clear.
“Terus?” asked Isvara who was still dissatisfied with the answer of the man in front of her. If it is looking for his friend then what is the man now in front of him instead of looking for his friend?
“People did not exist,” answers that now managed to make Isvara's laughter sound again. Isvara is increasingly convinced that the man in front of him is now just looking for an excuse.
“Caipirinha one,” message the man next to Isvara on the bartender who is now nodding and starting to make the order of the man.
Isvara now chooses to continue his activities. While the man beside her only noticed what Isvara was doing.
“Ya?” isvara asked by raising her next eyebrow. His gaze was now frozen when he saw that the distance between them was now so close. Isvara cleared his throat trying to trickle himself and then away from the man in front of him.
“Cause, a good name,” said the man who made Isvara chuckle.
“Taken from the Sanskrit language which means the best leader,” explained Isvara to a man who still did not know what his name was. Didn't want Isvara to ask her name. He does not want to be close to men, knowing about the man next to him is the same as giving the opportunity for the man to be close to him.
Although his relationship with Fardan ended six months ago and he has started to move on but still he is still difficult to believe in men for now.
“Mama you must like sanskrit-smelling things so yes?” asked the man who was answered with a slab by Isvara.
“Aunt me curator, he who gave his name,” Isvara explained which was answered with a nod by the man in front of him it.
“The order is kak,” said the bartender while giving a male order next to Isvara.
“You try?” his bargaining now made Isvara turn towards the man beside her with a confused look.
“Gue gets drunk easily,” reject Isvara by shaking his head.
“Lowness of alcohol coke,” bargain again that was again answered with a slit by Isvara, finally the man just nodded his head.
“You try playing the game?” bargain the man who made Isvara think for a moment while looking around to see the game there.
“That shot,” point Isvara.
“Ayo,” invite the man while pulling Isvara's hand. Isvara immediately followed him and they now stopped at the place of the game.
The man in the black jacket walked over and took the gun there.
“I was?” asked the man whom Isvara answered with a nod and a smile.
The man focused his gaze on the shot in front of him. Until only one shot he managed to hit the target. Isvara who saw her turned her head while gaping. Seeing Isvara's reaction made the man's laughter sound.
“Keren,” said Isvara while clapping. The man Isvara still did not know his name was handing over his gun to Isvara.
Now Isvara is getting ready with his shot. After feeling fit. The girl shot him. But when he saw the shot was not right on target Isvara conical funny.
“Kok not hit anyway?” asked Isvara with her frustration.
“Here I teach you,” said the man. Then he immediately got behind Isvara and taught Isvara to shoot.
Now their position is even so close. The man hugged Isvara. Isvara's breath now seemed choked. His heart beat was already beating irregularly.
Not focused on what he is doing because of the man behind him. Isvara until not aware if now his shot hit the target. Realizing that he could do so immediately made Isvara laugh with pleasure.
“Successful,” said Isvara so happy. The smile of the man expands to look at the girl who is now so happy.
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