
Resya who laughed at Dave's behavior.
"do you want no ojek?" ask Dave back to Resya because he has offered for the third time.
"no thanks" said Resya passed away leaving Dave who was still dumb.
"Damn I'm rejected" he grumbled
"Beauty yes, tajir yes, what lack of me" he said again, while riding his motorcycle.
When it was along the road seemed quiet, Resya hoped to see ojek, as well as public transportation passing by, he imagined something bad would happen to him.
He was so sorry to reject the invitation of his upperclassman, he seemed so kind, handsome, indeed a bit arrogant, He imagined the good looks of a Dave, which he felt was not boring, but increasingly in view, his face is getting handsome.
"Ach.I imagine that no, obviously we are different, he is from a rich family, while I.." said Resya as he walked.
Suddenly the sound of the car horn surprised him, he looked back and saw a car following him, Resya walked quickly, the more he walked fast, the car drove quickly too, the car drove quickly, finally he decided to run.
Resya tripped over a rock and fell in a dark place, when Resya woke up, the sound of footsteps approaching her, she was already getting ready to pull the leg, and hit it.
"Resya.this is me" said a girl to help him stand up.
"Goddess..."
"You said something, nighttime walking alone" asked Dewi, helping to pick up Resya's bag that fell on the ground.
"You're home..."
"I take you home!, at this hour where there may be an ojek" said Dewi.
Resya got into her car and asked "while you were out of the house at night,"
"Regardless of youth.."sook the Goddess with her flirtatious voice.
The goddess asked him to eat "we eat yuk.., I'm the treat."
Not long after they arrived at a fancy restaurant, they were greeted by servants, the waiter who was so familiar with the Goddess, in contrast to Resya who got a cynical look.
The goddess who saw it said "she's my friend.., serve her well".
"Okay lady, we're sorry" said the manager of the restaurant, glancing at the waiter next to her.
Dewi, and Resya were already sitting at the dinner table, Dewi took a quick look without reading the menu list that the waiter had given her, "like my favorite menu" the word Goddess returned the menu list to the waiter.
Resya perused the food, drinks, and prices listed on the menu list, saying in a loud tone "the food is very expensive."
Making the person inside the restaurant see her, she quickly closed her mouth.
"I am the one who treats" said Dewi.
Resya carefully chose the cheapest price, in her heart "honey money in scattering only for food as expensive as this."
The waiter had delivered Resya orders of fried rice, and hot tea, Dewi was busy chewing her favorite food, in contrast to Resya who was still looking at the tableware." "Eat fried rice only, so much equipment" Resya murmured inwardly.
The goddess who had seen Resya who was confused "use a ditch."
"Ech. yes sorry" said Resya embarrassed.
"What do you think of Dave?" ask Goddess.
"Broast, but the people are good" said Resya, chewing the rice in his mouth.
"Suitable.., you are equally beautiful, and handsome" said Resya with a smile, Goddess who heard Resya's answer she also smiled flirtatiously.
"yes.., who doesn't like this kind of pretty girl" the Goddess said as she blinked her cute pretentious eyes.
Resya who saw that felt amused, and laughed.
"Help me near him" said the Goddess.
ughuuu... Resya choked to hear his words, Dewi immediately patted Resya's back. How not to be surprised Resya who never dated, let alone think about it.
Dewi is planning to get close to Dave, she doesn't care if she's a woman who will shoot him first, Resya is included in the plan.
"Where a girl shoots first" said Resya shook her head to see her friend who was in love drunk."this is the millennial era, yes is.." saut Dewi did not want to lose.
"To my knowledge, the more men pursued the more distant, if in view of the type of brother Dave, he does not like spoiled girls, and flirtatious" said Resya.
"what...?, you said I was spoiled and flirtatious" cried the Goddess, looking at the woman sitting in front of him.
"Ech.sorry that's not what I mean, I'm not saying that you're spoiled and flirtatious" said Resya full of fear,
"i mispronounced, lest I be told to pay for this food myself, where I have money" Resya murmured inwardly.
The goddess was silent digesting the words Resya said there was a point as well"would I be that bad".
"not really, a little bit.." Resya's voice shrewdly scared the Goddess again.
The goddess was silent for a moment to think "alright, I'll change my style, you, I love being friends with you."
Suddenly the view of Dewi turned to a married couple who were at a table not far from them, the couple looked friendly, her husband looked very fond of his wife, he said, they look different at the age of about 10 years, his wife is easier than her husband.
Her husband occasionally cleans up food scraps on his lips using a tisue "honey..., eat it slowly!" said husband.
"i'm too hungry, are you ashamed to see me like this?" wife asked.
"No, I'm getting more and more anxious to see you" said the husband who saw his wife eating voraciously.
"Oh, so sweet" Dewi imagined if it was him with Dave.
Resya who saw her friend's behavior smiled to herself, while looking at the couple's husband and wife.
Resya patted the Goddess' hand and said "Wii.., come to your senses, look at the husband and wife glaring at you"
"there's a problem...?" said a middle-aged man, approaching Dewi and Resya because the man felt uncomfortable, since then the Goddess looked at him continuously.
"Ech.., I'm sorry sir, I salute your attitude to treat your wife so special, that we who saw her were amazed, and so envious" said the clever Goddess spoke hoping that the man would not be angry with her.
"oh..., I see...., how does my face look younger, right? though we are 10 years different, you know.., do you want to know the secret?" ask the man.
Dewi and Resya were curious, they nodded their heads together. But the man frowned seeing the two of them alternately "ach you are not old enough" as the man went to approach his wife.
"What's wrong?" ask wife.
"It's usually young people, they say you look beautiful" said the husband, holding his wife's cheek.
His wife so blushed shame "ach..embarrassed, here many people, later to get home."