I MISS A SIMPLICITY

part 27's

Don," say hello to me when college is over.

"Hmmm...?" reply with laziness.

"I can't come, I have an appointment..."

"Yes?" ask her again.

"Ehmm.that's.." I hesitated as I pointed to the back of the place where the Gita was.

"Gita?" ask Kiki who is following him.

"L-iyaaa."

"I've guessed," replied Doni again rather cynically.

"What's the response?" ask me because I feel bad.

"Emang from the beginning I thought so, you have to say something else?" answer Doni. It's getting better at the ballast.

“You come with me as Gita,” bargain me.

"Males! Yuk Ki, just the two of us! Ian's busy, "take Doni to Kiki and go first. While Kiki just tailed while giving a forced smile. Without a word. This is not the usual Kiki.

Drowning, I went back to where Gita was sitting to take her away.

"Yuk, the way," I said without passion.

"Then lemes?"

"Father, you're on your way," asked me without waiting for his approval, and immediately left him.

"Dian, wait!" he shouted while getting up and hurrying. Previously he had said goodbye first with his two social friends. Just like Doni and Kiki, the two of them also seem not to like too much. Yeah erah. This is not the end of the world. I grumbled in my heart while walking towards the parking lot. The city children seemed to carry too much feeling. In the village used to be a road with anyone who wants to. His name is also friends.

I really did not expect with the attitude of Doni and Kiki earlier. I thought they'd understand, but it turns out that way. His name is a promise to be kept, right? When I get them out of my promise. That promise is debt. Wherever you want to be patched. I'm still trying to find a justification for the decision I made. But I don't know, maybe the two of them haven't gotten used to me just this once resisted their invitation.

"Dian, waita!" yelled Gita while walking hastily following me towards the parking lot. It's funny how the road is in such a hurry using high heels.

I was standing right next to his car. Stand facing him. I put my two hands in the front pocket of my Jeans pants. Looked at it from a distance. Go to college and wear high heels.

"Hurry up anyway?" nagging her with annoyance when it got in front of the car and went straight to the steering door. He got in and started the car, then unlocked the door. Acupum goes straight in.

"So where are we?" ask with a sweet smile. Again the change in his expression happened so drastically.

"It's up to you, the important thing is that you like."

"You why the hell? so that's a jutek?" ask her. The car has moved out of the parking lot to the campus gate.

"Later to tell me," I said coldly.

"Okay," he replied again briefly.

The car started to go down the highway. Penetrating traffic jams suburban Jakarta that hardly knows the time. I don't know where I'm going. It's up to him.

***

After traveling for about an hour, Gita and I arrived at a restaurant that I had previously eaten there with Mr. Weily. Mr. Weily's restaurant. Gita also dong. But I chose to be quiet. If I'm just a macem-macem afraid he'll be suspicious.

Have you eaten here yet?" he asked when we were sitting at one of the tables that were strategically positioned on the second floor. Earlier I saw the waiter who delivered us earlier pick up a board that read "Reserved" which was previously on the table.

"Eh? Whahuh? Me? I've been here yet? Hahaha, that's not it yet," I answered lying.

"Oh kirain, it's good to know here. The food is good, the atmosphere is also okay to have," he explained. Yes, your own Papa's restaurant, you must say it's good. I then joked about the reservation board.

"This table have you been pesen? When's mesenya? Or...?" or...?"

"Eh, hehehe, you're watching. Yes I pesen from this morning, but only as backup anyway," he explained.

"Backups? Rich files only in backups," joked me. He then laughed crisply.

"I was going to go wherever you wanted to take me, because I thought you would be sad if I took you to a place like this" he explained.

"anywhere? What if I take you to a hotel?" joke me again.

"Iiihhhh naughty huh Ian now, hahaha," he replied spoiled while pinching me slowly and laughing.

"Seriously," I replied with a serious face.

"Here, the rich dare" he sneered.

"Hahaha, you don't dare anyway," I replied innocently. But, for that kind of business I have never.

Then, why are you going where I want to go?"

"As good as me" I complained.

"Yes?"

"But both of you."

"Doni with Kiki?"

"Who else."

"Could you do it? hahaha, the rich need to confide in you, not me."

"Son, the original plan must be, '" I protested.

"But before you have to tell first," he said giving conditions.

"Hmmm.intinya they rada bete I refused their invitation. But I refused because there was your first appointment" answered innocently.

"Duh.kamu so sweet, so good hihihi."

"Don't GR! The bottom line says it first."

"Biarin, the important thing is that you defend your promise to be with me, hehehe."

"Pengenuh ya the same way I until seneng really that," plucked me.

"Eh, no, it's just a weeek, "he said. "So, before I tell you, what do you want to eat? Just order," he continued.

"You're the cool one, I don't understand ginian food," I replied again lying.

"But eaten yes, beware if not eaten," he threatened.

"Yes, but not much, too" I replied.

"Like me dong, hihihi," again she replied to me with her sweet smile. Her smile was like a child, sweet, cute, but still graceful. Ah, it's hard to explain. His smile was always different from others.

"Mfa...!" call him to the waiter gently. Seriously, this is very different from the Gita I used to know. The present Gita is really soft and smooth. His skin is smooth too huh? Haha. At first glance I saw the skin under his open neck, it looked very white and clean. Hey, his eyes are guarded!! Haha, failed to focus.

Gita painstakingly ordered some kind of food menu that I do not know what shape and taste like. But from the names of the food ordered, it seems complete. Starting from the opening menu, the main, the cover to the drink. The ideal wife seems. Can enter the list. Haha. Ngaca Ian, where would Mr. Weily nerima you who is just a farmer's son become a ghost. Haha. Dreamy.

"That much?" ask me with her because I just realized that what Gita ordered might be enough for five to six people. Just realized? What was it from earlier? See Gita's chest?

"Surely, calm down" he replied casually.

"I just know how much you eat" said I still amazed.

"Why? Ilfeel?"

"No-no, there's nothing wrong with eating that much, but..kok..," asked me while paying little attention to the shape of his body including the beautiful chest. Gita's reflexes seemed to cross her arms, trying to cover her defiant chest..

Dissent...Ian is so flirty! Liatin Gita ampe segitunya," his protest spoiled. But there was no angry expression. His face was upset but it was only an anxiety to my obsolescence.

"Hehehe, normal right?" reply to kidding.

"Yes but not as blatant as that too many times, would be embarrassed! All guys are the same!"

"Papa Weily is also dong? that means if you see it diem-diem - nothing dong?"

"Ga can! Just delicious! Maybe also the same papa mah, I do not know his behavior out there to how, and do not want to know too," he said casually.

"That's your Papa, you know," I replied with a frown.

"Trus? If you want to make you do it, you guys are a good match, hahaha," he replied with a laugh.

"Ga funny, I'm serious," I replied firmly.

"I'm serious too!"

"What's really going on between the two of you? Why are you so indifferent to your papa?"

"You think?"

"Where do I know."

"You must know, Papa must have told you a macem story about me!"

"But, really pede. Seriously, my relationship with your Papa is nothing more than business."

"Hahaha, very stylish."

"Whatever, but the truth is so."

"Hahaha, sewot again, rich girl ah you're that."

"Bodo!"

"Haha."

"Hiiih," so anxious that I finally ruffled her hair again.

"Don't get it!"

"Eat story!"

Not long after I asked him for a story, all the food that Gita had ordered had already arrived.

"Eat first yuk, then I will tell you." he asked.

"You can find the ales" I protested.

"Patience, must be a story, okay."

"Okeh."

If according to Gita herself, Kiki is too serious, shy, and if there is anything like me. While Doni, not much comment, but Gita felt amused when he saw the behavior of Doni. Haha. I guaranteed it, but I also confirmed that the two of them were very good people.

About thirty minutes later we finished eating. Actually, it was Gita who took that long. I only need half of it, even if I count my food more. Of course, he ate it. More often than not, eat it. Basic lady.

"That's right, ndak abis," I protested when we both had finished eating but there was still plenty of food at the table. Maybe a third of it is new.

"Quiet, must be abis. Time is long" he relaxed.

"Yes, you're starting now!"

"Hehe, but I'm confused where to start."

"There's no reason anymore!"

"Yes, you asked me, I replied."

Then I thought for a moment. Think about what I'm going to ask him.

"I honestly don't understand you. But I know the real you is the one I'm seeing now. My question, why have you always been before.., you know my max," I asked. I intentionally did not continue my sentence.

"I am now? Beautiful max? Makasii," she replied with a smile. I didn't respond. Just an eye-lotting sign there's no more joking sessions this time.

"Hahaha, okay I replied deeeh," he said, then stopped and took a breath.

"Still want time at your house I said miss the warm atmosphere of that dinner?"

"Yes, I'm snot."

"I miss my mom."

"Trus?" ask me confused.

"But...,"

"What the hell?" I'm getting confused.

"Papa's crazy work guy. For him, work is number one. As long as he can meet our needs, for him it will be enough. Do you understand my max?"

I haven't actually hooked up, but it seems like I'm a little bit starting to know which way the Gita's talking.

"Yes, I understand," I replied while nodding.

"In the past, Ka Yohana and I still had a mother, but everything changed after.hiks.." the sentence stopped. Her tears are flowing. Gita crying.

"Not to continue if you can't," cut me.

"E-no, I have to tell you. You're the only friend I've ever seen in this detail."

"just me? What are your two best friends?"

"They are not as careful as you, after all I have never told anyone about personal problems" he replied sadly while playing a spoon over his food. Gita is an example of a child I worked with. Inattention.

"Trus..., after your late mother...died?" ask me to try to sympathize.

"Marriage father again," he replied slowly, looking down. Still berman with his spoon. Just like Mr. Weily's confession.

"I thought after my mom died, papa would give more affection to me and KakYo, but I was wrong. Which I was afraid would happen. Papa married again and paid more attention to his new wife. From the beginning, I did not agree to marry again. I don't want anyone changing mama, whoever she is. Don't want a new mom."

But I see Mr. Weily's concern for you as well."

"What kind of attention is always watching her child? What do I think I'm a robot?"

"Huh? The fathom?"

"You just look at nine o'clock, inside, and at one o'clock down there" he ordered.

For fear of attracting attention, I just looked a little and glanced at it as much as I could. Holy hooch! Those guys?

"Don't tell me they're your Papa's men!"

"If it's not Papa's, who's it?"

"Where do you know?"

"I didn't know at first and didn't realize it either, but I realized for a long time because those people were always where I was."

"Yes, maybe your Papa is busy maybe, so just get people to take care of you" I said. What a ridiculous defense.

"Dian! I need Papa's love, not their oversight!" resolute reply.

"Yes, I understand," I said to him.

"After all that happened, you broke out?"

"Hmmm..."

"So, after that you tried to get Mr. Weily's attention with all of you?" ask me again

"I'm a criminal, hikss..," he lamented.

"Hahaha, joked Git, hehehe."

"Ga's funny!"

"Trus-trus?"

"Tras trus tras trus, you parking attendant!" his nag.

"Let the parking lot man, the important handsome!"

"Breeet!!"

"Many say that."

"Most Mama You, Mba Endang, same Diah doang. There's no more."

"Hahaha, you know." I laughed at the joke. But then my laughter instantly disappeared because Gita also coined one more name, Diah.

I'm not communicating with Diah at all. He changed his HP number. I tried asking Binar for help to find information about Diah, but nothing. Diah always dodged when Binar questioned him.

"Eh, Diah how are you?" ask him suddenly.

I just shook my head.

"I'm sorry, all because of me, hikss..huaaa. I don't want Mr. Weily's guy to think that's okay. I immediately calmed him down.

"Git, please don't cry, later your papa people think I'm your macemin."

"Hiks.e-eh i-iya yes," at a glance his cries instantly subsided. "Sorry."

"I'm okay, you're calm" I said with a smile.

"Thank you, you're so good. And I want to hear my story too, hehe."

"And I'm sorry I haven't been able to give you any solutions, haha."

"Father," he replied with a smile. For a moment I looked at his face. Well-favoured. Really pretty.

"Trus are you the same Mba Endang how is the story?"

He did not answer directly. Even looking at me while squinting his eyes.

"Would you mind confiding in me or interrogating me anyway?" ketus tanyanya.

"Both, uh I mean your story," I replied.

Tuh kan's! Ah males ah," she replied with a frown. Her lips were weaved.

"Don't pout that dong.ntar sweetness you know," my rayu.

"Let's say, do you care what I'm sweet?"

"Eh, that's.." I confusedly answered her question.

"Ah, you give half his attention. Ah, the story is finished. Case closed!"

"What then? Do you promise to tell a story?"

"Bodooo!!"

"Come dong.casualan nih."

"No way!!"

"A little bit" I kept begging.

"Once upon a time no. After all, Mba Endang himself is the one that I can not tell the stories," he explained.

"Lied!" I reply to not believe.

"Whatever!"

"I didn't say anything."

"Ga has his guarantee."

"What do you want to believe."

"I don't need anything, hahaha."

"Dangerous!!"

"Belvin. Anyway, I tell you. The secrets between women are just as important as the rich promises between men. I don't want to risk this story to you. Mending I take care of her feelings Mba Endang rather than keep your feelings, hahaha, weeek," he explained while blasting. Ah, funny. I want to be angry but I can't. The expression on his face really makes any man immediately melt.

"That's it, that's it," I said scowling.

"Wildamah! Ah ah, yuk pull. Boss I've been here for a long time, rich soap opera players there are watching," he said. Definitely what is meant is the two strong-bodied people.

"Where are we? Return it?"

"Come home?"

"Because?"

"Mba, please dong," instead of answering my question, Gita called the waiter and gave instructions to wrap the untouched food earlier. Deftly mba her tidying everything in two food boxes. I don't understand the max. Let ajalah this one lady be creative as she pleases.