
"You know where I can get your number from?"
"Hem?" Ana pretends not to know.
"From my best friend, dance her name." said Yoga smiling.
"Oh," answered Ana briefly. Ana does not dare to stare at Yoga, she is too afraid if her lies are revealed.
"You know, right?"
"Huh?" Ana dared to look at the man in front of her. Suddenly his heart was beating a little faster than before. Fearful.
"You know Dance, don't you, An?" ask Yoga again
"He lives in the same village as you. I also got your number from him." he added with a smile.
"Emb, your yoga is not a food message?" The girl tried to divert their conversation. As much as possible he did not want to discuss about Dance or who it was.
"Oh yes!" Yoga patted his head slowly. He almost forgot his goal of taking Ana to the restaurant for dinner.
"Servant!" Yoga snapped his fingers.
****
"Thank you for bringing me to dinner" said Tari when they were in the car.
"Together." Yoga smile.
"I'm taking you somewhere. Want huh?" Yoga turned to the left where Ana was.
"Loh, I thought we were just having dinner."
"Dining is just an additional event, so you won't starve to the main part."
"You can just Ga" Ana chuckled.
"We're leaving now, aren't we?" Yoga turned on the car.
Ana enjoyed her journey so much tonight, the smile she carved on her lips illustrating how happy her mood was at the moment. Go on a date with the person he loves. Once in a while Ana turned to her right to see the very handsome face of Yoga.
"Why An? Don't look at it! Later you like, the more fun I am." said Yoga suddenly without turning his eyes in front.
Soon Ana turned her attention out the window. Shame he was found admiring the figure who was driving behind the wheel. Yoga is smiling happily. He felt his love would be reciprocated later.
"Well, we're there."
Ana took her seat. He looked around outside the car. Port area? Where is he going to take him?
"Where are we going?"
"We're on a yacht with my papa, will ya? That's where I've prepared something for you." Yoga smile.
Yoga got out of the car and walked around. Open the door for Ana and extend her hand. While Ana was only speechless looking at Yoga's eyes and hands in turn, she did not understand what Yoga meant by extending her hand.
"Come on!" say Yoga.
Ana tried to guess, she reached out her hand to Yoga. Yoga smiled and gripped Ana's fingers. Help the girl get out of her car slowly.
"Come on," Yoga took Ana to walk to the ship. But Ana was still silent and did not move a bit.
"Why An?" The girl could only duck down and bite her lower lip. He was thinking something.
"Why are you suddenly pale? You sick?" Yoga was worried to see the look on Ana's face that looked anxious and pale.
"An?" The girl was still silent and lowered her head to think of an excuse for Yoga not to take her on board.
"Mm, Yoga, can we go home now? Suddenly I'm not feeling well." Ana's lying.
"Okay, we're home!" Yoga holds both shoulders. Then he reopened the car door and let Ana in and closed the door again.
"Hufh," a sigh of relief from Ana. The girl could not board the ship with Yoga, she was afraid that the crew would tell Mr. Anton. Ana does not want anything to happen with the relationship between her child and her parents.
"Do we go to the doctor first, An?" yoga Suggestions after he got in the car and put on his seat belt.
"Eh, don't do Ga. We go straight home." Ana refused.
"Okay if that's it."
Yoga immediately starts the engine of her car and turns it back around, driving Ana home. There is a sense of disappointment in the heart of Yoga. Because the surprise he will give Ana when on the ship will fail miserably. Yoga has prepared a favorite fireworks show Ana and wants to express her heart. But whatever the power, Ana's health is much more important. Moreover, Ana only wears minidress and will certainly be very cold later.
"You really don't want to go to the doctor first?" tanya Yoga while holding Ana's fingers.
"You don't have to, don't you" replied Ana smiling. It is different if his hands are held by a loved one. Feels comfortable and warm. That was how Ana felt at this moment.
If it is like this, the girl feels like she wants to be a full-fledged Ana and be with Yoga constantly. Because when becoming a Dance, Yoga cannot be willing to linger holding his hand because Yoga only considers him a friend.
"What way are we going, An?" tanya Yoga who has let go of her grasp and focus on the road.
"Ah, yes."
"Where's it?" ask Yoga again. They were in front of Ana's village.
"Come down here!"
Yoga stopped the car. "That could be An, you'd be sick again I anter you'll be home."
"Here aja. Thanks for dinner." Ana quickly removed the seat belt that was coiled around her waist.
"But ...."
"Once again thank you Ga." interrupted Ana then smiled and immediately got out of the car.
Yoga can only see Ana's departure from the car.
"Huft," Ana breathed a sigh of relief after walking into the alley. He was in a hurry to get home quickly. She was afraid Yoga was following her.
While Yoga, even though he was disappointed because his goal to express his heart failed, he was still happy because he could meet Ana even if only for a moment. Yoga drove her vehicle home. It's late and tomorrow he has to go to school. He wants to meet up with Tari and tell her.
****
"Darling, did papi never tell you not to get close to another man?"
"Do you have to remind yourself of what happened when you were in the karaoke room with another man?"