It Turns out It's Love

Fahmi's Hugs.

A gust of wind blew away the hair of Vira who was walking by the side of the road. The smoke of vehicles passing by is also scattered here and there. Tears can be seen dripping down the cheeks, Vira wiped it using all her fingers.

In a shady tree at the end of there. Vira stopped her steps, her face lowered with hands that were endlessly wiping away the tears that were spilling there. Vira cries sadly considering how Indra humiliated her just now.

You idiot! How could I have thought if Mr. Indra put a little bit of feeling on me. Arrogant men like him might love a country girl like me.

Curse himself.

Vira again shed tears that returned in her cauldron with her fingers.

These tears, why, why did I become like this. Crying just because the man refused to marry me. Or because I feel sad, too humbled by her.

Vira was worried about her own thoughts. If in the value of insults, how many insult words have been removed Indra from his mouth. But Vira was never sad or crying. However, this time why it was so painful, it hurt so much.

My God, could it be that I'm disappointed to know that she has no feelings for me at all?

Vira took a deep breath. Then slowly get out.

No, I can't be like this. Crying over the man who didn't think of me at all, these tears were too precious for her.

Go back to wiping the water that is spilling over there.

Vira was silent for a moment, trying to calm her feelings now. Until one day, someone who came out of nowhere patted his shoulder.

“Vira,” heard the voice of a man calling his name.

Vira also looked.

“Master Fahmi.” Reflek, Vira hugged her there.

Fahmi frowned, feeling confused by what was going on at the moment. Vira's face looked sad, her eyes were also red as she looked at him earlier. Not rejecting the hug, Fahmi now actually reciprocates with

gentle friction from his hands.

“Vira, relax. There I am here.” Trying to make it up, by being as gentle as possible.

“Sorry Mr.” Releasing his embrace.

“It's okay, just relax.” Fahmi sera said with a smile. “Are you in trouble?” ask Fahmi now.

“Hah, no.” Vira shakes. “So I was just remembering the late Father, so sad.” Refute for another reason.

But that was Vira also remembered her father. Nor can it be said to deny it.

“Your father is dead?” asked Fahmi by raising his eyebrows.

Vira nodded.

At his pull again Vira's body and hold her. Trying to give comfort there.

“Patience to Vir. I can also feel what you feel, because I also no longer have parents.” Fahmi.

At the end of the road, a luxury car was seen standing there. The owner was seen observing from the inside, seeing how Vira was embraced by Fahmi.

Indra frowned, feeling annoyed at her look. His hands also clenched, feeling furious, seeing Vira who was embraced by Fahmi on the side of the road.

Basic woman teaser. Just now that I refused to marry her, she immediately looked for another rich man. Hah, it turns out to be true, all women are the same.

Indra closed the windshield. Now he gives orders to Andi to run his car. Got an order from his Master, Andi also now drove his car to theara office building.

“Thanks Mr.” Vira breaks away from Fahmi's embrace. “Now I want to go to the office immediately, afraid late.” Said Vira.

“Hmm, okay. You I delivered to there ya.” pinta Fahmi.

“Hah, no need!” vira quickly answered.

“I don't accept rejections.” Fahmi pulls Vira's hand to go with him.

TBC.