Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart

Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart
Episode 225's. Romantic Dinner



The sound of Prita's cell phone call, the girl saw it written there Beibebkuh. He picked up the phone while rushing to the door.


"Yes, I'm coming!"


The phone stopped calling. Rakasiwi turned her head inside the alley and saw a slender figure approaching towards her. The young man greeted Prita, he got out of the car and passed Prita to the next door.


"Please be beautiful."


"Thank you."


Rakasiwi closed the door and rushed into the car. He immediately slid towards Ancol. Momentary mute. All the words that were prepared were gone. Raka's throat seems to be stuck. He cleared his throat trying to pull out something that seemed to clog.


"Why? a whole huh?"


"Hem, hem, to-please get me some lozenges dong."


Rakasiwi pointed at the candy box in a place. Prita got it and gave it to the young man who was holding his breath.


"Thank you, yeah."


Prita nodded. He looked at the dark atmosphere of Jakarta. Vehicles are endless, and people are getting more and more crowded evenings are getting darker then transactions are getting crowded.


"Sunday night, young man's night, wakuncar said the mah."


Rakasiwi broke the silence.


"Kok wakuncar, that's the term of our grandparents first, must visit girlfriend he he he he."


"Our time is called ngedate or dating."


The two looked at each other and smiled.


"How's your job? saturday works too?"


"Actually a holiday, but there are some parts that remain open. And I have a report to finish, so I'm overtime."


"Oh that's it."


"I was surprised this morning, on Saturday at work."


"I forgot to tell you too."


Soon they finally entered the location where the dinner was. Rakasiwi parked his vehicle and he invited Prita to a place on the beach.


"Photo first yuk, the scenery is dark, but calm down, later edited so bright he he he he."


"Oh that's it."


"Yes, nowadays anyway such a thing is easy say."


While talking the two to the place that Rakasiwi meant. Prita saw the place, which was indeed made for selfies.


Rakasiwi pulled the girl's hand into a beautiful spot for romantic photos. Someone who was on duty there revealed some photos. The officer not only made photos, but also arranged the position of Rakasiwi and Prita. It is a natural and romantic pose.


When finished he showed it to Rakasiwi the photos. The young man nodded and smiled.


"Ok, great."


Next Rakasiwi took Prita to the restaurant on the ninth floor. I can't wait to take her to the place she booked two days ago. A few more steps Rakasiwi held Prita.


"Shut her eyes for a while."


Rakasiwi asked that the girl next to her close her eyes. And he leads Prita into a room that has been designed specifically for a romantic dinner between Rakasiwi and Prita Pujaningrum.


The girl, according to him, closed her eyes. He patiently waited for the surprise of what Rakasiwi would give.


"Ok, open her eyes slowly."


Rakasiwi whispered near Prita's ear. The girl slowly opened her eyes, she raised her eyes, and closed her mouth which was opened by astonishment.


"Oh, so sweet. It's so beautiful this place Ka, my goodness."


Prita was choked by the sight before him. The whole room was covered in fresh red roses. Raka deliberately ordered a lot of fresh red roses. Showing her love as much and as red as that rose to Prita. But he remembered that Prita loved the brownish yellow color, he saw Prita's goods, ranging from clothes, bags, shoes and veils a lot of golden color so.


Then the design around their dining table is luxurious gold. The sea view and some lights and Jakarta city buildings are visible behind the glass. Very beautiful and amazing.


"Let's sit down."


Rakasiwi pulled out a chair and waited for the girl to sit in her place. Then he also shook his body in front of Prita.


Chef delivers oxtail soup in a big bowl. He also brought two small bowls and served them for both.


"That's your favorite, warm soup try tasting yuk."


Rakasiwi sipped the soup sauce that felt like he was amazed. Tasty and fit the roof. Prita did the same and liked the appetizer. They both enjoyed and felt how the taste of the food made them unable to stop.


While busy bribing and devouring pieces of fish meat along with vegetable pieces, suddenly appeared two people who played music near them. Rakasiwi and Prita looked at each other with a smile.  Between the twangs of the guitar flow beautiful verses spoken by one of them.


Meeting you is not something I planned


Rather meeting you is the destiny of the almighty


Falling in love with you I didn't plan


And I don't choose who I fall in love with


But falling in love with you is a gift from you 


owner Love.


Tonight is an immeasurable beauty


You two spend the night


Can't say a thousand words in my heart


Because you are very special to my heart. But thousands of words


become one for thousands of words


I love you you.


By nightfall 


My heart is beating fast


It was hard to translate my thoughts


That everything is about you


About love 


My love for you.


Rakasiwi finally said it, no longer the guitar player and his friend. Rakasiwi grabbed the guitar and plucked it, then said a deep love, Prita was swept away by the romance created by the handsome and sweet man.


"Oh So sweet, I also fell in love first and last to you Rakasiwi, you are my future priest


my defender, my protector took me to heaven..."


Prita approached and grabbed Rakasiwi's fingers. The two looked at each other, but Prita first lowered her face. His eyes were flooded with tears of happiness.


"I love you too much."


Prita's whisper was almost inaudible. The two men who had already left them when Rakasiwi picked up the guitar and said her own verses. Rakasiwi brought herself closer to hold Prita's fingers.


"Thousand times I love you Prita."


Prita smiled, "A thousand times I love you too Rakasiwi."


Cups.


A kiss on Prita's forehead landed.  The girl choked, her body like being electrocuted. Luckily Rakasiwi


then pull himself up and invite Prita to continue their dinner. It was dark outside and only the stars were dim in the sky and also revealed their shadows in the sea. What a beautiful night.


 


 


 


Seriate.


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