Friend Bed

Without Love

The owner of the eye smiled, then took his phone.

[Hello Shakila.]

[Yes Pa.]

[Where are you?]

[Finding Darren.]

[Have you met Darren?]

[Already, Pa.]

[Tell Darren, tomorrow we go to Jakarta together. I want to meet Roy and Aini.]

[Yes Pa.] Shakila answered and then hung up. He looked at Darren.

"From your papa?"

Shakila then nodded her head. "So he approved of our relationship?"

"Yes, without Papa we can't be like this, brother."

Darren smiled too. "Thank God if your parents approve of our relationship, because all I need is the blessing of your parents, not of your grandmother. So I wouldn't be too sinful if I had to take you out of the house."

"Bringing you out of the house?" ask Shakila.

"Yes, rather elope Shakila!"

"Hahahahaha, you're all right, brother."

"If within two months we haven't found Sachi doesn't that mean we have to elope, Shakila?"

"Haha! We elope now, brother! Get married now!" whining Shakila.

"Basic naughty! If there's still a good way, we can't be like that, Shakila!"

"But I want to marry you, brother! I want to get married right now! Isn't that two months too long?"

"Shakila!" nagging Darren while pinching Shakila's cheek.

"Hahahaha, am I so adorable?"

"Too adorable. You were adorable!"

"Hahahahaha, then kiss me!" shakila said as she put her lips together.

Darren looked awkward. He then looked around and smiled bitterly. "Shakila, this is in a public place. You don't act like this, Shakila's ashamed!" darren Whispers.

"Shame, Brother? Didn't you kiss me in front of a lot of people!"

"That's another story, Shakila! I have to do all that so everyone knows we love each other. There's no way two people who don't love each other can kiss so affectionately as we do!"

"So you did all that to let everyone know you loved me?"

Darren nodded his head. "It's all free, brother. It's free that everyone knows that you love me but not your parents. I also want Papa Roy and Mama Aini to know that we love each other. When did you tell them we loved each other?"

"No, I'm not ashamed, Shakila. Tomorrow we go to Jakarta. I'm gonna tell Mama and Papa the truth."

"really?"

Darren smiled as he nodded his head.

"Good, Papa also called if he wanted to see your parents. Tomorrow we go to Jakarta together."

"Your parents want to see Papa and Mama?"

Shakila nodded her head. "Maybe they want to get us married right now, sister," Shakila said with a chuckle.

"Basic! Shakila it's night, go home!"

"Going home? Then how are you?"

"You don't have to worry about me. There are many hotels."

"No, you stay at my house!"

"Shakila, there's your grandmother! I know she must not like me."

Shakila then shook her head. "Oma is not home. She was very angry at Papa for messing up the engagement last afternoon, so Oma went to the house of one of our relatives."

Darren smiled again at Shakila's words.

"Oh well then. Let's go home, I want to thank your parents!" darren said as he stood up from his seat.

"Come on, my car's over there, brother!" answer Shakila.

Dimas who was still observing them from the car then drove his car leaving them so that Shakila would not know if he was watching.

Dimas then smiled wryly. "Daughter, for twenty years I couldn't do anything for you. This is all I can do to make you happy. You take it easy Shakila, I won't let you marry a man you don't love. Besides, I owe a lot to Aini and Roy. I will not let their son be sad because of the attitude of my family" Dimas said, driving his car.

While Shakila who is now in the car with Darren looks at Darren with a naughty look.

"You why Shakila?"

"Sister, you still owe me" said Shakila.

"debt? Owe what?"

"Basic insensitive!"

Darren smiled and brought his body closer and grabbed Shakila's face. Slowly, she brought her face closer to Shakila's and placed her lips on Shakila's lips.

***

A man stood on the balcony of his room while looking busy typing and sticking his phone in his ear.

"Oh Shitt!! Why don't you take the call from me, Luna!" growled the man.

"Don't I tell you, just***without love!"

At the end of the phone call, a woman was sitting and crying in her room holding a flat object with two red lines on it.