I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Enamored Annisa

The sky began to turn yellow. It's already 5 p.m. It is time for the employees to go home. That's what Nisa and a colleague are doing right now.

They headed for the elevator, and cus pressed the number 1. Without waiting for long, they arrived in the lobby. The two women stepped back, out of the magnificent building where he scratched rupiah.

They return to walk where public transport usually passes. Unfortunately, the public delivery vehicle did not come.

As they saturate the wait, there was a private car that stopped right in front of them. The owner of the car opened the glass. “Come in,”.

Nisa and her partner looked at each other, for a moment. It feels a bit like if ordinary employees like them are escorted by their own boss.

This time Farel was a little urgent. “Ayo ride! Don't worry. Take it easy, we're all in the same direction.”

The two geulis women finally opened the car. Sitting in the middle seat. When their sitting position was good, Farel rushed forward his car.

No conversation on their journey. All I hear are Farel's favorite Western songs. Talking to the Moon, She’s Gone, and several songs by Linkin Park.

In the past, people locked themselves in the house at dusk. Now even the opposite, many young people who eat while enjoying the beautiful sunset in the city park.

“Enak really became a student. You can still relax without thinking about the future. Huffttt,” monologue Nisa in heart.

A few moments later...

“Stop here only Sir. My house entered the alley because,” pinta yan woman from the moment she was with Nisa.

Farel heeded the words of his subordinates, the car stopped.

“Thank you very much Sir,” continued his employees who he immediately replied with a nod.

Farel continued to play the steering wheel. As usual, he and Nisa were silent.

Right now, he was only listening to the sound of the roaring car, as he had turned off his favorite music. I hope the woman in her car will talk if the music is turned off.

However, the trick did not work. Until he drove the car in the opposite direction from Nisa's house.

“My house is not there sir,” exclaimed Nisa while biting her thumb.

“Oh, yes Sir.” Nisa finally stopped doing her reflex activity while anxious. Yeah, he's not biting his finger anymore.

Shortly after, they arrived at a restaurant that was quite quiet for visitors. Either quiet because the food provided is not good. Or even the price that is difficult to reach the ordinary community.

Nisa took a look at the parked car. Seeing the cars there, he immediately speculated that the restaurant was quiet because only certain people could make up for the food.

After turning off the car engine. Farel stroked her hair, then shook it. Similar to shampoo ads on TV that we usually watch.

It's out. I don't know how many minutes he stood, but the woman he was expecting inside never left the place.

He took the initiative towards the middle door. Opening it then said, “Why don't you come out?”

“I wait here only Sir.”

Damn, even Nisa's voice was able to conquer her empty heart of a woman's affection.

Not empty because it doesn't work. He was the only one who refused to approach women. Word terms, nothing yet sreg.

You, sometimes yes...

“I don't feel good if you don't come in,” Farel replied in a heavy voice. Attempting to lure Nisa in by making her baritone voice.

“How do you enter, sir? I don't have any money. Boro-boro buy food, pay for rent just not yet,” Nisa said in her heart.

Farel got back in the car because of Nisa who did not react at all.

“Loh. Not to eat, Sir?”

“Let's go home. I'm not until the heart leaves you alone here. Later if anything happens, I am also affected.”

“Eh, then I'll come in Mr.”