It Turns out it was Love

It Turns out it was Love
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Gita walked back to her seat, with a shy smile. Anggita's gaze accompanied her steps from the front of the class, until she sat in her chair.


During the lesson Anggita often looks back, where the Gita sits. There was a sense of unease in his heart.


On the bell home from school, Gita quickly tidied up her school equipment and darted out of the classroom quickly.


"Git ... The gita!" Anggi pulled Gita's arm, as the girl walked half-run towards the motorcycle parking lot.


"What?"


"Where are you going?"


"Tumben cares?" Gita asked back with a fierce tone.


"I asked, where are you going??" anggita.


"What do you care?" ask Gita not to like it.


"Because I care about you, that's why I asked!"


"I want to go with Teddy, why?" challenge Gita.


"Where?"


"That's a big deal!" Gita jerks Anggi's hand until it is released.


"Gita!, beat me up first!" Anggi again pulled hard Gita's hand, until his body turned to face Anggi.


"What??, you think you're the only one with the secret of how to get the stuff you like?"


"You ...." Anggi frowned, his sentence stuck at the end of his tongue.


"Yes, I know. You're selfish, you never want to share with me and Nindy. We're best friends, aren't we?!" Gita looked at her best friend sharply.


"I-i ...." Assuming stuttered, confused how to explain to his friend.


"I'm leaving first, Teddy's waiting."


"Don't go Git!" Anggita held back Gita's steps with a worried face.


"Why do you?, we already have our own parts. Excuse me." Gita releases Anggi's hand, and walks quickly towards Teddy who is already waiting for him on the motorcycle.


"Sorry old, brother." Gita's breath gasps while standing next to Teddy's motorcycle.


"Why were you there?" Teddy hands the helmet into the hands of the Gita, unlike the Sky who always spontaneously put the helmet directly on the head of the Gita.


"Don't you see that?"


"Yes, you didn't tell me if we wanted to meet Om Bagas?"


"No, I said I wanted to go with Teddy."


"Good, pinter." Teddy pinched Gita's nose.


"Let's go up."


Teddy takes Gita to a big mall downtown.


"Om Bagas is waiting for us at the fourth-floor Japanese restaurant, yuk."


The two of them entered the restaurant that afternoon did not look too crowded by visitors, probably because it was past lunch time.


"Jiang, Um. Sorry we're a little late" said Teddy.


"Oh, hi you guys have arrived. Nothing, Om just arrived. Sit down first, we eat yes Om already ordered."


Gita sits opposite Om Bagas, while Teddy sits next to her.


"How are you, honey?" Om Bagas looked at him.


"Ba-good, Om." Gita raised her head for a while, then lowered her head again. He was somewhat uncomfortable with the gaze of Om Bagas.


"Kok call Om, if Teddy is not anything call Om. You're Daddy's beautiful daughter, call Daddy dong." Om Bagas smiled with his eyes rolling. Gita slightly shuddered at the gaze of Om Bagas.


"Daddy, call you yesterday why can't you?, what number does Teddy give you don't get me wrong?"


Gita looks at Teddy confused, the man never asks for his permission to give his cell phone number to a stranger.


"Gita's phone is broken, Om," Teddy answered briefly. He ignores the disapproving gaze of the Gita.


"Oww, what a pity. We'll buy a new one, baby?"


"Ga nothing, sweetie. Let's eat first, after this we go to the mobile phone counter," said Om Bagas excited. Teddy blinked his eyes meaningfully.


Only Teddy and Om Bagas look excited and voracious when eating, while Gita to swallow one sushi fruit he must fight.


The look of Om Bagas that was like counting the number of fine hairs growing on his body made him really uncomfortable.


After finishing eating and making payment, the three of them walked towards the seventh floor where the mobile phone counters lined up.


"You again want to have a cell phone that's how pretty." Om Bagas touched her waist, and pulled her closer.


"Ee .. don't know." The Gita's body stiffened. He glanced at Teddy who was walking by his side wanting to ask for help, but the guy seemed not to know or pretended not to see.


"We can choose which phone you like." Om Bagas directs Gita towards a rather quiet counter.


"Mba, my son wants to find a cell phone, please help." Om Bagas said to the counter guard woman, who was wearing a low cleavage and a skirt that was only half her thigh length.


As long as the Gita chooses a cell phone, Om Bagas unceasingly looks at the body of the counter guard from toe to face.


"This is all," said Gita to break the imagination of Om Bagas.


"You're sure of this one, honey. Don't you want that one?" Om Bagas pointed to a new phone from the brand with a logo of bitten fruit.


"This is it" replied Gita confidently.


"Oh!, Git sorry I have to go home quickly there are people waiting for me at home, we've made a deal. No one's home, so no one's open the door," Teddy moved uneasily.


"Yes, we're back now. It's done, though." Gita pointed to Om Bagas who was making the payment.


"Duh sori, we can't be together. Our house is not in the same direction, I have to hurry to home. Um, I'm taking Gita, yeah, I have to go home now. Git, sori I first yes, daaa ...." Teddy said quickly, not giving Gita a chance to interrupt.


Gita just gawks at Teddy who's gone missing behind the elevator door.


"Let's Daddy drive home." Om Bagas again grabbed his waist, directing him into the elevator whose door was open.


"Where's the house?" tanya Om Bagas, when they were already in a luxury sedan car in black.


"Agem sari street, Om uh, Daddy."


"Hehehe, it's not unusual yet." Om Bagas pinched his cheek.


"Tomorrow shall we buy some clothes?"


"When, Dad."


"You are different." Om Bagas grabbed his hand and held it. Gita felt uneasy, very slowly he let go of the big hand of Om Bagas.


"Have you ever dated?" asked Om Bagas, he slightly smiled happily as Gita let go of his hand. Proving that the girl is still innocent, as Teddy said.


Om Bagas' smile grew wider, as Gita answered him with a headband.


"Never kiss dong?" Om Bagas looked at her with a seductive look.


Gita's memory was instantly fixed on the night that Heaven kissed her. A sudden longing ambushed his heart. For almost a whole day he had not seen and heard the man's voice, since yesterday he had driven Heaven out of his room.


"Kok stop, Om?" gita asked in surprise, as Om Bagas stopped his car in a quiet and shady corner of the park.


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