KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)
Eps. 16 Dating
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“Iya CHER... ry.a-i'm sorry.” Answer the Diva with a bit of whimpering. He felt pain because now his palm was squeezed very hard by Cherry.
Cherry also threw a grin as if to say, You little fox friend, feel this!
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“OK, now can I talk to Diva?” Bethoven asked while looking at Bella and Cherry.
“Bo-can, we go there first yes Diva.” Bella replied as she pulled Cherry's arm still dumbstruck because of Bethoven's question.
Bethoven took a deep breath while watching Bella and Cherry walking away. A moment later he looked at the Diva deeply.
“Diva, actually I want to take you for a walk today. You don't have any more work, do you?”
“Ah, uh no more activities. What... big brother invite me to ngedate nih?”
“Hmmm..”
“Mau sis...want to.” Diva received an invitation from her handsome upperclassman with a big smile. But a moment later, “but sis..what about the driver who has been waiting for me all day out there.”.
“Oh.” Bethoven, who had been relieved, was now confused.
“Aduuh... is it delayed only sis?”
“Do not!” Sergey Bethoven, he's been dying to get closer to Diva. Once can get a chance to fail.
I'm not willing to Diva, today we have to date. Today we have to go for a walk, chat together, I've fallen for you so much Diva. Bethoven's mind in the heart.
“Kalo so let's not fail, now we just go, we go continue to eat meatballs, keep coming back here. How?”
“Yaa.. just a minute dong.”
“From failed. You are a famous artist, afraid I can no longer make your way tomorrow-tomorrow.”
“Iiih...what the hell is.”
“Where, want ya?”
“Eeee. But promise yes at two o'clock we have arrived at school again.”
“Siap. I take the motor first huh?”
“Motor?”
“I-iya, don't you want?”
“You want to want to really big brother.. it's kereeeen. Diva has never been piggybacked on motor.” Answer the Diva with sparkling eyes.
“Yes already, you are waiting near the gate yes.”
“Siap sis...” Reply Diva then ran over to her two best friends and told her that Bethoven took her to eat meatballs.
“Iiih... I became envious.” Excited Bella while manyun staring Diva's departure towards the school gate.
“Iya, bebel! I would also like to be piggybacked by Bethoven's sister, continue to hug him from behind, leaning his head on his back. Hiks, hiks, next time have to make sure I even though only five minutes aja.” Cherry grumpy with bright eyes.
“Iya, very lucky indeed Diva.” Timpal Bella again. This time his eyes also glared at the thought of being able to be hugged and hugged Bethoven.
Diva and Bethoven are already on the asphalt. Like most teenage styles, they both drove slowly down the highway without wearing helmets. The latest sports model motor drove slowly.
“Eee.. Diva, can you hold on to my waist. Because my faforit bakso stall is far from our school, I will speed a little nih.”
“Yee... That's what you want Betho, right?” Cibir Diva, pretending to be selling expensive, while pinching Bethoven's side belly.
“No, not so Diva, but now it's almost one hour, ater we eat meatnya must hurry if later on the road. Really, the distance is quite far. If I don't speed us up, it won't be all-sampe. That's why I'm going to speed and you have to hold on to me. I'm afraid you'll fall if you don't hold and get to me.”
“I-iya deh...” Reply Diva while smiling widely.
He then tightened his seat and immediately wrapped his arms around Bethoven's waist. Soon after, Bethoven pulled the gas handlebar to increase the speed of the motor.
“Awww..” Diva strangled in shock and a little cringe due to the very fast pace of the motor. He rested his head behind Bethoven's back, and his eyes began to fall into the wind and dust. Diva can now only follow every contortion of motor motion while closing the eyes. He enjoyed being able to hug the handsome man beside him as well as feeling the growing horror.
“Ah, it seems that it is not too crowded now. Usually these hours are very crowded this shop Diva.” Bethoven said while holding Diva into the shop after parking her motorcycle.
“Here the meat is good huh?” Ask Diva. He looked at that meatball stall which was very simple. No fancy impression there.
Reportedly, this Bethoven brother is the son of a rich man, but the meatball stalls like this he knows and it seems he has been here a lot, the inner Diva in the heart. This is reportedly a no-benefit ato emang kak Bethoven a very humble person huh? his heart wondered.
“Entar prove it alone.”
They both sat down. Inside the meatball stall it only contains three pairs of customers. Bethoven picked the table in the middle. The two of them sat facing each other, and Bethoven led to the entrance of the stall.
“Ah, Mr Bethoven, order as usual?” Asked a tall middle-aged man graciously.
Diva looked at the man. He already knew Brother Bethoven, so this stall is indeed often visited by Brother Bethoven, the inner Diva in the heart.
“Iya uncle, two servings yes.” Answer Bethoven. Then turn to Diva, “what did you drink?”
“Oh, lemon tea aja deh.”
“Oke, wait a minute we will present it.” Then the young man left them both.
While waiting, Bethoven and Diva engaged in a warm conversation, a few moments later there was an oddity. Because Bethoven's position was facing the entrance until he could see that there was a little oddity. Bethoven saw several men in black suits enter and immediately sat around other visitors who were standing in front of the cashier, then they could be seen whispering a few words, after that the visitor who was seen relaxing enjoying meatballs looks rushed away. Until now lived Bethoven, Diva and several men in black suits.
The man came near the table where Bethoven and Diva were sitting, with a tray filled with meatballs and a fresh drink he was approaching. Once near the table, Bethoven and Diva could tell that the fat man looked so tense that his hand carrying the tray seemed to shake.
“Why with you?” Asked Diva with a frowning forehead.
“A, I'm fine miss. I'm fine and very calm.” Answer while placing the order.
“...” Bethoven then spread his gaze around the cashier table, there were two men in black suits. There also looks like the cashier guards are very tense.
Something must have happened, and we were their target, because of all the visitors we were the only ones they did not approach. Inner Bethoven. This fat waitress also looked so tense, even her hands to the point of shaking. Because near the meatballs also stand these mysterious people, is there a possibility they mix something on this meatball or drink?
“Thank you.” Bethoven said coldly. He tried to be as calm as possible, hoping that these people who were after him did not act recklessly now.
The man soon passed.
“Diva, it looks like this time we have to sweat.”
“Hah? I mean our brother has to eat a lot of sauce. It’s okay, who's afraid. I also like spicy super food kok.”
“You don't touch food and drink first.” Bethoven was quick, when he saw that Diva had started to put a few spoons of sambal into her meat bowl.
“Ke-why kak?”
“You calm down first yes, don't panic.” Bethoven then tried to take some photos with his cell phone camera. He does it quickly and moves like no one would take a photo with a cell phone.
But the Diva who saw what Bethoven was doing followed her head towards the phone that was playing in several directions.
“Do not turn to Diva, look at me or the meatballs.” Bethoven's Whisper. Diva gets even more confused, but her instinct tells her she has to obey what Bethoven says. The diva lowered her head and stirred the meatballs that had now been mixed with the sambal.
“OK, now you have to go to the toilet, soon I will catch up with you.” Bethoven's orders were then in a soft voice.
Diva looked at Bethoven's face, and was confused.
“You go in there, at the end there on the left there is the toilet.” Suddenly Bethoven said a little loudly. His eyes then signaled for the Diva to immediately stand up and walk towards the direction he said earlier.
The bewildered Diva stood up hesitantly, then she walked over by lowering her head in the direction Bethoven pointed out. As he passed two men in black suits his eyes glanced and saw a gun-like iron box tucked behind one of the men's suits. Diva's mind automatically tries to string together Bethoven's mysterious commands with what she just saw.
Maybe they're after Bethoven's brother, but why? Or am I the one they're after like Mama Nabila told me a few days ago. Well... I have to how is this? The heart of the Diva is filled with questions and fears.
Now he's in front of the toilet. Diva immediately entered and locked the toilet door. Cold sweat started pouring out from all over his body. Anxiety and fear were getting on him. His body trembled
Who're they? Why are there suddenly only mysterious people dressed in black? What purpose? Diverse questions raging in Diva's mind. “Are they Ferdi's men like mama Nabila told me the other day?”
Tok.
A few rhythmic door knocks rang out the Diva reverie. The more cold sweat poured down from his forehead, the more fear enveloped his body.
Seriate…
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