Karma Love

Misunderstand

''Stop Dika ! You want to make my nose as long as Pinocchio's nose ?'' Because it's too strong to pull his nose.

Dika chuckled, Excuse me, what are you here to ride ?''

''I borrowed Aunt Noah's motorcycle.''

''I'm home in at least 3 hours. You want to wait for me ? I'm afraid you're getting further lost if you go home alone. You're still too foreign here.'' Tawar Dika's.

''It would be very boring, waiting without doing anything. Besides where should I wait for you ?''

When you seem to think, I know, right next to my office there is a public library, you can look for novels or other books. You like to read no, 3 hours will definitely not be long.''

''Not too bad. But I need a charger. Did you bring him. Or maybe I can ride my phone battery in your car.'' Flagship moves out. Welded face.

''Find your phone.''

''For what ?'' Even so Syila gave her phone to Dika. And Dika pulled out his personal phone for Syila.

''Bring my phone first. Your phone let me charge.'' For a moment they forget that they are not just two.

A woman who felt that she was not even considered to go to the toilet.

''Oh my goodness, I don't even remember anyone else among us. We ignore it.'' Feeling bad on your own. Dika did not respond to Syila's remarks.

***

Laura took Dika's car to her office. While Dika chose to ride a motor matic with Syila, as well as take him to the library.

''You're not going anywhere until I pick you up. Your bike I brought. I'll be back here again.''

''Yes, yes, you are very chatty. There I leave I can't wait to get in.''

''I'm chatty too because of you. Are you not aware.''

Sucks. Syila grout

''It's gone there. Job's waiting. Let me in right now.'' Turning her body pushed her away. Then Syila entered happily.

While the woman in the car was incessantly grumbling.

''What more is a boy like that ? They don't even look like a couple. More suitable like brother and sister.''

''I'm sure, I can win Dika back, if my rival is just such a brat.''

***

Dika's room was checking Syila's phone.

''Really careless, this kind of privacy object is not given any password.''

Open various files. Initially the gallery, photos of Syila with her friends, photos with Dad and Mom, photos of themselves and there is a photo with a man. With a very close distance. He checks the date, place, and time. This is when Syila said she wanted to stay at the beach to celebrate graduation. Why didn't he tell me that there were a lot of men too. Uhh growled himself.

Then he checked the WA message. Dika smiled when he found his number named 'the prince of horsemanship'.

''This kid is really funny. Sometimes I get confused to want to treat her how.''

Dika called Syila.

''Syila, what are you doing ?''

''This is why you're bothering me. What's up ? Have you gone home ?''

''I just miss you, I can't.''

''Ck. You were exaggerating, 3 hours ago we just met Dika.'' Even so Syila was very happy to hear it.

''Yes I'm going to check out first. In 10 minutes we meet.''

***

''At the..'' Sapa Laura's.

''Yeah, what's up ?'' Rush mode.

''We are in line, can I ride you home ?''

''Oh, if you want to take it, just take my car. I'll take it to your house. Now I go home with Syila on a motorbike.'' Obviously Dika.

''But it's cloudy, it's sure to rain. Why not just use the car.''

''No problem though. You just use the car. It's key.''

Laura stomped her feet and left, Ahh no problem not coming home together. Later Dika will go to the house to take his car.'' Laura is not so moody. Realize there is still an opportunity in plain sight.

***

''Haiy.''

''Sam ?''

''Yes, you are waiting for someone ?''

''That's how.'' Answer Syila.

''You attend a social service on Friday ?''

''Yes.''

Syila was pecking with a patterned eye when Sam's hand was stretched out at the corner of her lips.

''You are like a child. Eat chocolate, blepotan pula.'' Sam chuckles.

''By the way welcome to join our social service members huh.''

Syila nodded awkwardly, ''Sam next time don't do this again huh, I'd rather you just tell him.'' Syila said as gently as possible.

Sam hasn't had time to reply to his chat. A baritone voice called Syila.

''Sylila !! Come home.'' Dica.

''Sam, the one I'm waiting for has come. I'm first yeah.'' Polite Syila.

Sam licked the finger he used to wipe Syila's lips, ''Truly sweet.'' Sam spoke for himself.

***

Along the way I felt like Dika was angry with me. Because he was just silent. I only speak yes and no to the answer.

''When you stop here !!'' I screamed with her back.

''What do you want ?'' Ask.

''You come down ! Quick stop !'' It was also upset.

The motor pulled over, I got off. I pulled the motorcycle keys out rough. Dika was surprised.

''Say to me !''

I walked first to a place that is not too noisy with a vehicle.

''What is Syila, where are you going ?'' Ask Dika.

''I should have asked you why ?'' Rotating body. Directly face to face with Dika. I looked at him. I like to be ignored the most. Especially without such a reason.

'Why is this syila ? Why is he angry ?' Inner Dika was confused.

"Why are you mad at me ?!!" My nyaliku shrieked to see that the usual spoiled Syila was now changing like a lion that had just given birth.

Syila frowned in surprise, because Dika's expression was silent, "You have a fever ?" Syila put the back of her hand on Dika.

"But it's not hot, I feel like you're angry. You disregarded me. Silence me for no reason. I'm asking you all right your answers are yes and no."

Take a breath, "Explain what is it ? What's wrong, hm ?"

"Why are you angry ? I should have been angry. Look..." Dika pulled out Syila's phone, looking for a photo of Syila with a man she thought was close, too close instead.

"You didn't tell me, if you celebrated with a lot of guys like this. Then this is who are you why are you guys posing so affectionately ? Not to mention that in the minimarket, I'm your fiance you give me the wall, while the other man freely touches you." I finally got out too.

"Yes God.. You suspect me ?" I asked helplessly.

Dika.

"Sir, ice cream 2 flavors of stowberry yes." It just so happened that an ice cream man passed by.

Dika noticed my movements.

I tore off the ice cream wrap violently. I crumpled it with anxiety and threw it in the trash.

"Open your mouth !"

"I don't want to !" Still in stubborn method.

Then with an anxious pinch of his long nose until red, he opened his mouth and I put the ice cream into his mouth. Want to not swallow it.

I gave the ice to Dika.

Then I ate mine myself.

"You can ask him nicely. Don't leave me like this. You're making me anxious and thinking no-no."