It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

Aksara

"Ma?" until Aksara approached, Nada was still dumbfounded. "Think what? Would I have thought if I had been our house priest?"

The words of Aksara so clearly captured the eardrum of Nada. Tone did not answer, he rolled his eyeballs and walked ahead of Aksara. Because in fact, a little crossed also the mind of Nada if if the Aksara became the household priest. Uh, yeah like that.

Aksara following step Nada. "If you want to go home first don't papa. My work is still a lot," said Aksara who has now stepped his feet parallel to Nada.

"So you're ngusir me."

"That's not what I mean. Yeah, from the night. But if you want to wait here, it's not papa. You brought a motorbike?"

Tone just shook his head.

"Well, shall I take you?"

Doubtful tone. Yes or no? He wants to, but prestige.

"If not answered means yes. Wait inside it. It's cold outside. I think it's over in an hour." After that Aksara re-joined his coworkers packing all the unused decorations.

Tone only a small smile while looking at the movements of the Aksara for a moment. Aksara is very hard at work. His spirit is incredible.

The tone goes into the cafe. Then he sat down and played his phone.

"Well, you haven't come home yet?"

Alvin's question managed to make Nada look up. "Not yet, sir."

"Askara Nungguin? I'll call him back for a second, let him go home."

"Hmm, no need sir. It's okay, I'm just waiting here. Let Aksa's work be done first," reject Nada who feels bad if Aksara has to go home first because of him.

"It's okay. Aksa has been working since this morning, it's time for him to come home" Alvin said as he passed. Sounding in the distance his voice called Aksara.

A few moments later Aksara came. He smiled at the faithful girl waiting for him earlier. "So sweet so faithful waiting for me from earlier."

Tone staring sharply Aksara. He himself also did not understand, why it felt like he was at home in the cafe.

"So soon, I'll take the same jacket bag first." The characters enter the employee room. Moments later, he came out with a bag he was wearing, a jacket, and a helmet.

Aksara put his helmet on the table. He unfolded his jacket and then he put it on Nada's back. "Lo wear it, cold outside."

Aksara movement as slow motion. His heart managed to beat faster.

"Eh, hmmm, but lo..."

"Sir papa. I wear a long shirt. You wear it, let's not get cold."

The tone finally obeyed him. He now put both of his arms in to wear the jacket. After using it perfectly, Nada is made terleena itself by fragrant perfume Aksara attached to the jacket that somehow since when Nada like.

"Ni helmets. Borrow a cafe." The script thrusts the black helmet at Nada. "Yuk." Then he took Nada out of the cafe.

The tone stood up and followed the Aksara from the cafe while carrying the helmet.

Aksara put on her helmet and rode her motorcycle. He turned on his bike first then walked a little and stopped in front of Nada.

Tone wears his helmet. He was now staring at Aksara. It's not that I've never been on a bike, but it feels different. Riding a motorbike driven by Aksara? It was really never thought of by Nada in the slightest.

"Na, come? Kok even bengong," said Aksara who saw Nada did not also go up to his bonds.

Since Nada was wearing a dress, she sat down with a slanted position on the puppet of Aksara.

"If you sit like I'm holding, you fall."

"Huh, mode."

"It's up to you." The characters cannot force either. He started to run his bike.

Just now the motor is running, the balance of the Tone seems to be lost. Instantly he held the waist of Aksara tightly.

Aksara smiled faintly looking at the two hands Nada was now on her waist. His chest felt like it was pounding. Of the dozens of girls he had once screwed and held himself even more than this but only Nada was able to shake his heart. It feels that Aksara wants to slow down the rate of the motor only. For this moment to slow down.

The same is felt by Nada. There was a bursting feeling that could not be explained with words. This was indeed the first time he had been piggybacked by a man in such a position. Like there was a magnet pulling him to tighten his embrace as the cold wind of the night hit him.

The tone does not also come down from the bonds of Aksara. Until there was one gentle swab in his hand that managed to disperse the daydream of Nada. "Wouldn't come down? Or would you like to come with me to my house?"

Instantly Nada went down and took off her helmet. "Thank you" he said.

"That's it?" The smiling character seduces Nada while grabbing the helmet that is in Nada's hand and hooking it near the dashboard.

"What do you want? Pay a motorcycle taxi?"

Aksara now retrieved his phone that was in his pocket. "How many lo numbers?"

"Make what?"

"Yes, keep it saved. Cook us up friends but don't save each other's numbers."

Nada seemed to think a moment ago she mentioned her mobile number.

Aksara immediately save it and he connects it via whatsapp message and sends a message to Nada. "That's my number, on the save too yeah," Aksara said as she put her phone back in her pocket.

Tone did not answer.

"I'm going home first." Aksara turned his motor and prepared to go.

"Aksa, lo's jacket." Tone to forget with the jacket Aksara still attached to his body.

"Tomorrow is not papa" said Aksara who began to run the motor.

"Yes, be careful" said Nada slowly. I don't know, the characters heard it or not.

He entered the gate that was still slightly open. After being inside the gate, Nada closed the gate of her house tightly and entered the house.

Upon entering the living room, Nada found a gaze from Papa and her Brother. Suspicious glare.

"I was worried when Papa told me you came to Reno's fiancee's show alone."

Hearing her brother speak, Nada now sits next to her Papa. "Worry why Brother? I can't be reckless either."

"Yes, I think it's really moving on now. My dark heart's intent to ensnare Reno, uh, is entangled in another love." Satya teases her sister, whose cheeks are red. "Who's the guy who just fucked up?"

"Aksara huh?" Mr. Teguh makes sure.

"Well, Papa, do you know?"

"Yes, he came here once."

"If from Papa's judgment how is he?"

"He looks like a nice guy, polite and for sure he's handsome. More handsome than Reno if according to Papa."

The tone increasingly moved his lips. "Ih, Papa's overreacting if you praise him."

"So I want to know."

"So you already know, he's the guy who asked for a photo of me at the cafe when he came home from the airport" Nada briefed.

Satya's face turned serious. "What true? And he knows that you're Nada Azalea?"

Tone shook his head. "That Aksa knows yes I am Nada Pratiwi."

"So he'll be disappointed you lied to me. Just be honest."

"Emang lying or honest also has no benefit for my relationship with Aksa."

"Tone, if a guy has lent his jacket to a girl, that's a sign he's serious."

Tone stared at the Aksara jacket he was still wearing. Between believing and not believing in his brother's words. "Hmm, cook anyway? I can't believe it. Ah, I want to sleep. Tired." Tone stood up and stepped his feet towards the room.

He could still catch the sound of laughter from his Papa and Brother.

Serious with him? Did ya?