Last For Forever

Two Caution

FIFTEEN MINUTES before the hour hand touched the number twelve, Billar was already at Lesti's house. Now he brought some hands to the Lesti family, in the form of fruits. Oranges, apples, mangoes, and dragon fruit have been neatly wrapped in a swish pouch on the living room table.

The last news regarding Lesti, the woman was getting ready in her room. While waiting for Lesti to attend, Billar busied himself by replying to messages from the core group MRB Studio. The residents, consisting of four people, are discussing many things, especially about management who invite him to work together.

MRB Studio was established when they graduated from school to graduate college, they pioneered along with borrowing some property from Billar's father then combined with their savings. Not only that, Billar's father who is a businessman in the property sector introduced a management and Billar put Amanda in the management. Therefore, Billar was a bit upset with Amanda's reason when asking him to break up.

Billar stopped the action when Lesti came out of his room, with his usual appearance. Simple and natural.

“Not a tightness to here?” ask Lesti. “I mean yesterday, you left the studio at two o'clock instead of two o'clock already here,”.

“Emang intentionally, I lemes so much earlier. Even WA I am confused, just woke up huh?” guess Billar.

“From eleven o'clock I've woken up,” reply Lesti.

Billar sensed something was different from Lesti today, his face looking sour than usual. “Lo why?”

“Nothing, want to leave now?” answer Lesti.

Billar took a short breath. “Kalo lo sick do not need to maxain work, later get worse.”

“Dih, who is sick?” sergeant Lesti.

Billar chuckled and brought a swipe of fruits closer before Lesti.

“Make me?”

The man in the white jacket before him nodded without removing his sweet smile. Lesti smiled back, and thanks to that smile the universe began to tell about his determination. He must be the Lesti Billar knows, not the one he knows.

“Still. Yes let's go now,” take Lesti.

“Lo don't consider me a burden right?” Billar reminded me of yesterday's punishment.

“Gue never considered lo load, and I have agreed the same what you pinta,” reply Lesti.

Billar's smile added and pulled Lesti's hand excitedly out of this house. The one pulled silent, because Billar's grasp was really very comfortable and filled with something he used to feel with Raziq.

“Gue want to take you around Bandung before going to work. Your face needs to be refreshed, it's a pity that has been dandan but his face is expressionless,” said Billar.

“Solar,” follow Lesti.

Recently Billar praised the word ‘terasare’, usually this woman always threw a rejection to him that led to debate. Without waiting any longer, once Lesti sat behind him Billar immediately took him wandering without direction, but had the goal of growing a sense of comfort.

Along the way, Billar was non-stop talking. Sometimes what he talked about managed to cause a smile or laughter on Lesti's lips. Billar never runs out of topics, anything is always told. All the experiences Billar had during his life managed to make Lesti smile and laugh. Isn't Billar telling Lesti all his antics?

“Gue is also SMA time not too smart, but my friends feel rivaled. I'm a typical teacher, almost all high school teachers know me. Besides being active in the organization, I used to be the most confident person in the class. Whatever the teacher asked for must be the most eager to raise my hand, even though my answer is wrong if for example asked to fill in about.” Now it's Lesti's turn to tell the story, her face is more radiant when the memories of her High School period are told.

“And I do not want to lose if arguing, I have a debate friend named Ayu first. Trivial problems with him must end the debate, and Ardia who always broke up. In the past I was also often called a tomboy, because it could be all in sports.”

“Pantesan, you always intensively when chatting with me. Innatannya mulu, apparently congenital from birth,” joked Billar. “But, you're cool anyway. It's not wrong God loves comfort in lo,” he continued.

Lesti smiled at Billar's reply, he would no longer be surprised by his tasteful words. Lesti also felt comfortable when he was near Billar, especially when someone continued to terrorize him. It was eager for this body to embrace its body, and admit everything.

“Yesterday you said I would walk Sunday, where?” ask Lesti.

“Dong secrets, let's surprise,” replied Billar.

“Alright, what time do you pick me up?”

Billar smiled again, questioning what Lesti was doing to him. It's not a dream, is it? This woman seemed to have started to get comfortable and started to show it anyway. Ah, it is not in vain that he uttered those words.

“Text hours, so we can spend a weekday longer,” explained Billar.

“OK, I wait,” timpal Lesti with thumping chest. Ah, stupid is very determined, the important thing is that his heart really takes longer with Billar.

For a moment the whole body of Billar seemed to be slammed into a sea of cotton that was very soft with the strains of harp around it. The substances clustered in his heart as if feasting by launching thousands of fireworks, thanks to the success of his master who was being hit by falling in high love.

Lesti Andriyani's. This woman managed to tightly embrace Billar's feelings fully from today, indeed a perfect metamorphosis.

After being satisfied around the streets of Bandung, Billar directs his motorcycle to the place where both work. Lesti came down from his bonfire as soon as Billar's motorbike was parked at Kejora coffee and bakery, as a farewell to this second he chanted a smile and a wave of hands to him.

Deftly, Billar replied to Lesti's wave with a flowery feeling. The woman in front of him passed, but, that smile and the wave of the hand was still attached to his heart.

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Lesti entered the employee's room, and immediately removed the jacket made of knitted and stored it in a locker with his mini carry bag. After that, Lesti sat in a long chair that turned out to have a Son who was watching him while smiling.

“You're leaving with Billar?” welcome Son.

Lesti nodded clumsyly, “Iya.”

“How about the week we go for a walk? Like yesterday,” proposed Putra.

Lesti had not had time to answer Putra's proposal, a gang of employees who yesterday insinuated Lesti opened the door of this room. Instantly the two turned towards those who were glaring towards him.

“Yesterday same photographer, now same leader,” cetus one of them.

“Iya, instead of you always bickering. Oh, yeah, this must be because of Ardia.” Now the curly-haired woman, who said.

“Emang problems for you?” reply Putra with a flat face.

“No, just weird. In part why do you want to deket the same girl who again deket the same other guy, uh, or behind ya?” The woman named Jesika chuckled.

“Say you envy Jes, because no one deketin lo!” reply Lesti suddenly.

What Lesti had just said, managed to grab all the attention of the people who were in this room. Jesika stared intently at Lesti, not expecting the spoiled woman to utter such a piercing sentence.

“What should I envy of lo, Ti? Lo looks? Well, managed to find two guys kok lo berabarin anyway, not ashamed what the same clothes you wear?” reply Jesika.

“ENOUGH JES!” firmly Son with sharp eyes.

Jesika. “Why? Do you want to act as a prince? Please, I love the stage,” concluded Jesika while turning her body.

Watching what had just happened before him, Lesti's chest thumped very strongly making her breath falter. Don't expect now that their hatred of him will open up like this. Usually they only mendumel, not clear or mutually satirical in the group only.

“Lo is okay, Ti?” ask Putra.

Lesti shook her head, the teary eyes disappeared instantly.

“Do not enter their words into the heart yes Ti, they only envy the same as what you say,” comfort the Son.

“Still yes Put, have helped me,” said Lesti.

Ardia who had just come was immediately greeted with an uncomfortable look from Jesika and the others, immediately her gaze turned quickly towards Lesti who was sitting side by side with the Son. She hesitated, but, she could not keep quiet like this because she was her friend.

“Lesti, why?” asked Ardia who was sitting next to Lesti.

“This story is more interesting with the arrival of the other actor,” jelap Jesika while leaving this room, because now their schedule is working.

“No, I'm gapapa. Yuk, we work asian the Ady later he nagged again. Moreover, you Put, you are the leader here,” said Lesti while rising from before them.

In a few moments, Ardia and Putra had a chance to see each other until they finally moved and began to work. Whatever happens at the moment they must remain professional, and of course encourage Lesti not to listen to Jesika and the others.

“They are very outrageous,” cetus Putra.

Ardia raised one corner of her lips. “From then too, but now they're open.”

The son looked over, so did Ardia.

“Lo already know Put, since Lesti get more attention from their Ghifar sir so this is the case. You also already know if in the group, Lesti is often insinuated. But he is patient and trying to bodo subatan,” explained Ardia.

“Iya, I know. And lo his close friend Lesti, surely you understand him better,” said Putra.

As soon as Son and Ardia walked out of this room, their gazes were fixed on the two figures. Jesika who was busy focusing her phone on Lesti who was chatting with Billar.

“What do you sell Jes?” attack Ardia who directly advanced in front of Jesika.

“Ups! Hand me over, how busy you are!” cetus Jesika's.

“Remove gak?” son's Order.

“Why, you hot look at their togetherness?” Jesika. “Nih, delete by yourself.” Jesika gives her cell phone to the Son.

The son immediately deleted all the portraits that showed Lesti's togetherness with Billar on Jesika's mobile phone. Although it was painful to see him, he did not want the woman before him to make Lesti worse.

“Lo jealous?” Jesika leaves just like that, bumping into Son and Ardia side by side. “Gue hope you stay professional, Leader!”

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