
Love intends not to go to lunch outside, he will just spend his rest time to sleep.
After all, Love felt not hungry.just went to the barn for a break, suddenly Nicholas came to call her.
"Love, wait!" call Nicholas.
Love stopped her steps, and turned to the voice that called out to her. Knowing that Nicholas was calling, she resumed her steps towards the warehouse.
"Love!" nicholas' voice drew near, and now stands right in front of Love.
"Where are you going? Lunch together, yuk?!" take Nicholas.
"I'm sorry.but I'm not, hungry." replied Love, and stepped up again.
"Please, Love! sorry, me?" nicholas, holding the hand of Love.
"Here it is, Nicho. there is nothing to forgive, between us there is nothing, anymore." reject Love, smooth, and release Nicholas' hand.
"But, Cin.." said Nicholas sadly, staring at the back of Love, who passed away leaving him alone.
But Love remained in his stance, to no longer believe in the young man who had repeatedly hurt him.
Arriving at the warehouse, Love is looking for a comfortable place to rest.
At half-time, Cinta woke up from her sleep hearing an alarm from the cell phone she accidentally set up, to build it.
He immediately rushed to the office kitchen, to get a glass of water to quench his thirst.
Then go back to the front to serve the visitors who come. At half-time, he was ready to go home.
Cinta remembers her promise to go to the boutique that Clara has decided to choose the clothes that she will wear at Clara's engagement event later tonight.
Eagerly, Love went in a hurry towards the exit. He was worried that Rika would see him, and ask him where he was going.
And Love also managed to get to the front, without being seen by Rika. He hopes to get a taxi soon, to avoid Rika.
"Finally, I can leave, without Rika having to look at me." she whispered inwardly.
Soon, the taxi stopped in front of a large boutique. Love soon entered the store.
"Can I help you, Mba?" greet the boutique waiter, approach him.
"I'm Love, and I'm here at Clara's request." explains Love, to the boutique waiter.
"Oh...so you're the one named, Love?" ask the waiter, convince him.
"Yes," said Love.
"Please! You choose, and try what you want." said the boutique waiter, politely.
"Yes, Mba. thanks!" say Love, smile sweetly and then start looking around.
"This is a recommendation from Non Clara. Who knows, you like it." said the waiter, approached him again, bringing some clothes.
Love grabbed the clothes handed over by the boutique waiter, and began to try them out.
"Non Clara's choice is right, you look beautiful, and sexy." praised the boutique waitress, who saw Love wearing the dress Clara chose for her.
"Thank you! mba. but... Why call Clara, Non?" ask Love, wonder.
"Because Non Clara is the son of the owner of this boutique, Mba. and now, Non Clara is the one who manages it" explained the boutique waiter.
"Oh.. I see." sahut Cinta, mangosteen.
"Yes, I take this one, just." continued Love, satisfied with what he wears.
After being satisfied with her choice, Cinta left the boutique.