Last For Forever

Lesti's Mistake

IN this warm ROOM Billar and Lesti sat a table with the same dish accompanied by a quiet music that came out of the loudspeakers in this place. Billar endlessly displayed a smile looking at Lesti who ate her food gracefully.

“Sunday liburkan?” ask Billar.

“Yes, I'm off. Why?” Lesti looked at Billar for a moment then focused on his food.

“Gue want to take a walk. From morning to night,” reply Billar.

“I don't want to, how?”

Billar let out a short sigh, which was followed by a brief smile on his lips. Billar has to be extra careful and boundless spirit to deal with a human species like Lesti. Though in the past when approaching with Amanda is not this drag, but why this woman is so hobby makes her thicken the sense of patience. Is he testing it?

“Why not?” fierce Billar.

“Yes, don't want to,” replied Lesti casually.

“Although billions of words do not want to come out of your mouth, I will still pick up lo.” Billar put on his smile. “The responsibility of lo has not been stretched, even the sense of comfort is getting thicker enveloping myself,” he continued.

“Terlarah. Thanks for the bread, I want to continue working,” reply Lesti while moving from the presence of Billar who is still loyal to his smile.

Whether until when Lesti hid a glimmer of light for Billar, he was really proud to express comfort towards him. He used to try to avoid it, but after sharing his story and everything, he was mired to stay by his side or even in his arms.

Lesti should keep holding him back, don't show him too soon. He does not want what happened again, let it run as comfortable as time. If indeed God wants this closeness, Lesti always prays for the easy way.

“Since when did you know that guy?” welcome Ardia who is still relaxed because there are no visitors this afternoon.

“Newly. You have it?” ask Lesti.

“Ah, I don't know, don't mind my problem.” Ardia got up from her break and began to prepare as visitors walked towards the bar to pay. “Gue already has plans to reply to everything,” he continued.

“Oke, good luck with the lo,” plan concluded Lesti began to welcome visitors who had just come and stopped at an empty table.

From the tail of his eyes Lesti saw Billar moving from his place towards Ardia. Unknowingly he smiled, hoping that Billar would give a surprise like today. Maybe by harboring everything, was the way how Lesti expected it.

Lesti refocused on working to ignore the wave of his hand and Billar's smile that had just passed from this place.

“Looks like him,” cetus Putra.

Lesti flinched and immediately turned her gaze in any direction. “No, new also know the time already like it,” reply Lesti gelagapan.

“The name is also felt, can arise at any time. Want not before going home later we chat for a while there is something I want to take?” putra says.

Lesti nodded. “Oke.”

Both returned to their jobs. Starting from making dough, baking, brewing, to delivering orders. Keep spinning like this, until the sky orange tired asking the night to replace him.

At half-eight, Lesti again saw Billar coming to this restaurant. He sat on an ordinary bench, with an expression as usual. She looks very charming tonight, her face looks shining the effect of the freshness of the water and warm lights in this restaurant. Some of the employees here started to highlight him, as if they were telling him to whisk around serving him.

“Enak ya approached two guys at once,” chirps his coworkers while mengengulum smile.

“Gue during work here never anyone deketin,” timpal others.

“Lo have science what the hell, Ti?”

“What is clear is that you must first be left with your ex, then go to his wedding. This is what it looks like.”

Lesti snorted, really their chatter was very disturbing his thoughts and feelings. Although the context is they joke, but the fact is even this painful. Forget their words, don't be provoked. Remember, they are only joking, not serious.

“Yeah Ti, don't baper times,” they concluded.

“You are mulu gibbons, have gone to work again!” ketus Ardia as he approached Lesti and then stroked him.

“They're on why the hell?” ask Lesti.

“They just envy the same lo, eat it so.” Ardia was silent looking at Lesti. “Mending you answer my question, you choose where is the Son or the photographer?” ask Ardia.

Lesti exhaled slowly. “Gue hand over everything to the One Above. I don't know, I'm just wondering what happened.”

Lesti went over to Billar and asked for his order, as the others went to the back. Either to take a break or continue their hobbies, gibah. Lesti used to get into the topic of their gibah because they often fight with the Son and Raziq shuttle. They always insinuate him, especially his position is always praised the same Mr. Ghifar, could-can their material turned into a thick novel.

“Can no longer work professionally. Lo must be different in the same time as friends and time lo work,” said Billar.

Lesti deftly changed his guts, and tried to smile at him. “Excuse me, want to order what, let me record the order Mr?”

“I want to order two pieces of cheese bread, with two warm coffees capucino,” reply Billar while smiling sweetly to Lesti.

“Good. Dined here or wrapped?”

“Here aja.”

“Sorry, order two loaves and two coffees, if you can know another one for whom?”

“Make you. Tonight I need you,” replied Billar with a charming smile and enchanting look.

“Yes my God this father likes tombal, but, sorry I am full,” replied Lesti as he mendelik.

“Gue isn't sloppy, but I'm serious. You have to nemenin I eat here,” timpal Billar back to his usual accents.

“Gue is also serious, if I am full.” Without waiting for Billar to respond, Lesti had already turned the body leaving Billar giggling. Lesti really wanted to float his order book, because he invited his friends to eat this afternoon so satirize and talk about it.

When Lesti was about to set up Billar's order, his phone shook many times. Lesti reached into his pants pocket and checked his phone notification. Ah, from the Instagram app. Someone wanted to send him a message.

@ayu_liyan

Hello hypocritical woman!

More work, huh? Haha

Lesti was surprised instead of playing, suddenly just getting a piercing message from someone who knew who. Deftly, Lesti checked the account that sent this message. His followers were only ten people, and his post was an outpouring of his heart about hypocrites.

I want to tell you about a girl friend who turned out to be a hypocrite. Apparently, the hijab he was wearing could not close his hypocrisy. Disgusts!

Lesti took a deep breath, whether this post was aimed at her. If so, who is behind this account. Ayy? Lesti remembered about this piece of name. Is this a friend, or a prankster? Lesti used to have a friend named Ayu, but, yes, he did this.

“Why, Ti?” shock the Son from beside him.

Both of Lesti's eyes blinked, and directly put his phone into his pocket. He refocused on Billar's orders with the heart of continuing to hope that what had just happened was just a stray person.

“Now Put,” Reply Lesti.

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Lesti had been preparing to go home, the others had gone first left him, Lesti and Ardia. They are still busy cleaning up their stuff, packing restaurant items that are still unmoved in their place.

“Ti, Put, I first yes. Ojek my order has arrived,” said Ardia.

“Be careful!” exclaim Lesti.

Finally resolved. The son invites Lesti to sit on a frozen chair outside the restaurant. The son begins the conversation by making small talk, not necessarily a topic. When his smile receded, the Son turned his expression serious.

“Ti, I want to talk seriously with you,” said Putra. Thanks to the silence that occurred, the voice of the Son sounded so straightforward and made Lesti turn to him.

“What?”

“That feeling could be present all of a sudden, right? Whether you like, sad, disappointed, or love.” The son paused for a moment, and Lesti turned his face back towards the now deserted streets. “I want to express the sense of being present it .. love. I love you, Lesti.”

Lesti's chest was stirring loudly, hearing the final sentence that the Son revealed. From the beginning Putra invited him to speak with four eyes, Lesti could already feel a different aura in the Son.

Lesti took a breath and exhaled slowly. He was confused as to what to answer, his mouth suddenly twisted. The one hope that arises in Lesti tonight is only one, just remove himself from the presence of the Son. That'sallthatis. But that will never happen. Lesti was destined to hear this from the sincere mouth of the Son.

“Since we've been set for work here, I've felt love for you. But, I realize you already have, so long as I hold it. I love you so much, Lesti,” Bright Son.

As much as possible Lesti turned towards the Son. “Put, I-I need time for this. Sorry.” It was heavy for Lesti to say this. Lesti was afraid that this response would hurt the Son's feelings. Lesti did ask to ease the way for anyone her soul mate, but, somehow her chest was beating like this and her mouth said so. Lesti just wants to go back to complaining to God, is this the answer? Is it the Son, who will be his priest?

O Allah, give the servant the answer to the confusion that surrounds this servant.

...O0O...