
Under the bright lights, in the city park that has seemed quiet.
Even the sign of life like her had disappeared like it was in her silent swallow the late night. Indeed, it is time to steep in the contest for normal humans.
But not for this one man, a little exception just for Miguel. Because he just got out of the car
after finishing his work.
He sat in a garden chair under the bright lights.
Always this as usual, breathing the cold air that blows in the middle of the quiet atmosphere of the city park .
Tired of his yawn after a while he was alone here.
The airing of smoke that only in this place He did except when his emotions ignited to the surface.
Until some time is gone.
There was no sound there, the horn or roar of a car that usually passed was not heard in the late night. Moreover, the sound of the night beast was not heard even a little.
Only the fireflies who fly his flickering dance nari comfort the figure of the cold man the haughty Miguel.
"It's night, go to bed." The soft voice of a woman all spread out
The mind is stuck in the head.
But it did not make Miguel turn his head, "You
by yourself, what are you doing in the middle of the night?." Still talking while airing smoke.
The woman approached.
Sitting next to Miguel, grabbing a ro*kok in Miguel's hand plunged him into place
Rubbish.
"Can't you just give up your bad habits?."
"Go away, don't bother me." Still in position.
But He let Viona throw away the thing he just sucked.
Viona took out something in the paper bag she was carrying, after making sure the smoke was no longer inhaled there.
A piece of bread still wrapped neatly He took out.
"You missed your dinner, that's why I came.
Make sure you eat it." To Miguel.
"Don't you?." Miguel guess.
"Yes, Brother Bele asked me to drop her off for you. Also told me to make sure you spend it." opened the bread packet and then he offered it to Miguel.
Miguel breathed his long "I can eat his own." He grabbed a piece of bread from Viona's hand.
Viona put Miguel's hand away, "I'm a bribe." Proclaimed at Miguel's mouth that instantly snarled.
"Come on Megi." Sodor Viona again.
Weld.
Miguel opened his mouth. With a flat countenance and a straight foresight, Miguel chews and
Continue chewing without speaking until you finish the last mouthful.
Viona looked at Miguel, with a smile She said
"Sister Bele is always watching you, always worrying about what goes into your stomach every day. " Saying while giving the last bread.
"Home, it's night." Reply Miguel. Without looking at Viona let alone saying Thank you.
"Don't you think it's dangerous for a woman to come home by herself this late?."Viona looked at Miguel.
"Your apartment isn't far away, is it?" pointed to the building that is indeed visible.
" 500 meters from here. But don't you imagine the bad thing that's going to happen in 500 meters? in the middle of the night?."
Although it sounded sigh but Miguel still stood up, tidying Jas and
"I'll drive you."
Not wanting to linger in response to Viona, He passed.
Stepping away left Viona who was still sitting in her place,
staring at the back of the man who was away disappeared from the view covered in his dark mist
nightly.
***
In the car.
Miguel really drove Viona this time.
And for the first time, there was a woman sitting next to the wheel. There was a woman who, although without feeling, was sitting there smiling at Miguel who was still focused on staring at the streets.
If you remember, they were once a car in childhood. Also when Viona and Hazelo's relationship is silent.
"What's up?." Feeling noticed Miguel asked.
"No, you never change.
Miguel. I don't think you're an adult and I'm old. " Laugh typical of Viona who then he closed his lips with his hands. The soft words from Viona's lips that were able to hypnotize anyone were no exception to young master Hazelo.
"Young master is happy, isn't it as good as you think of yourself? Megi?." Looked at Miguel who did not respond at all.
"It's none of your business"
It's not unusual for Viona to get that sniffy answer from Miguel
who is always indifferent. Viona is used to Miguel who has never been interested in anything.
Viona keeps raving this and that, besides Miguel with Bele, Viona also talks a lot. He also told me a little about his cousin Noorin.
Viona then silently turned her head towards the glass when all her babbling was not responded to. Moreover, the one being spoken to sounded sigh which can be interpreted as telling Viona to shut her mouth.
Viona stared at the streets that had been deserted in the already very late night.
Although the distance of the city park and the Viona Apartment was not far away,
Miguel chose a detour because he knew Viona would tell him a long story. Until he gives a little time for Viona to babble.
The car arrived at the Viona Apartment parking area.
It was this luxury apartment that young master Hazelo bought a special one for Viona. On the building's floor whose room number is the same as the date of the end of their relationship.
As an apology to Viona though not enough for the injuries Viona received.
"Good night Megi." Viona said as she exited the Car leaving a smile.
The one who was spoken to did not respond then passed leaving Viona just waving.
"Good night Megi, thank you for driving me."
Miguel did not say anything, just stayed quiet and focused on the wheel and left the place.
But his eye tail caught a woman who was dressed all covered walking in haste while carrying a laptop bag and a book in her hand. Their eyes briefly passed but the woman stopped her steps after Miguel's car drove away.
A little thought "what a wrong look." Noorin.
"Miguel, you never change." Viona said with a smile as she rushed into the apartment.
***
While Miguel throws his car in the silence of the night
back to his house, in a luxurious apartment in the middle of the city. That's where Miguel lives.
The spacious room was so coldly silent and deserted, welcoming Miguel's arrival.
It's always like this every day on its own and quiet, silent,
Miguel enjoyed his day in the apartment. Release tired, take off his clothes and then turn the shower let warm water flushed between his stocky tu-buh.