Last For Forever

See You's

On this starry NIGHT, amid the mishaps of the still night breeze, among the millions of scattered lights, Billar endlessly displays a smile to the universe. The sweet woman managed to be in her arms. Nothing just sitting, if it is comfortable, surely a woman who does not know her name will embrace her body. Slowly, later you also know what Billar has planned for the future.

“Where, do you want me to eat?” Billar is still waiting for an answer from this female figure. “Kalo is afraid of getting scolded, later I am responsible. Want huh? Seriously I'm hungry. You don't want to, do you, I starve to death in the cold?”

“I-iya, it's up to you! But, don't bother for long!” the woman behind him.

Billar widened his smile. “But, bother why?”

“Lo thinks to herself, women hijaban kayak me home at midnight the same guys again!” The woman showed her worry.

“Emang why? The cavemen will not say anything. I just want to take you home together, but, because I'm hungry, I take you to eat. An hour late mah you can say overtime times! Why work week day?”

The woman snorted, stroking her cold body even though her body had been wrapped in a jacket. “Pack cake, don't talk much, cold nih!”

“Yes, if you are cold just hug, ribet very hell!” chirps Billar makes, the woman's hand hits her back.

“Yes the time I curled lo!”

Billar chuckles at the treatment of this sweet woman. Not even an hour this woman has managed to make it comfortable. Why the new universe tells us that in this world there are women who without saying also make themselves fall among thousands of types of comfort.

After almost half an hour of combing the streets, Billar stopped his bike at a fancy-squeaked restaurant in the middle of Bandung. Billar frowned, when the woman who had just come down from her bosom let out a daze of confusion.

“Why?” ask Billar.

“Lo don't blame me for taking me to this place?” The woman still could not believe that she had brought him to this luxurious place.

“Ya. Yuk! He said it was a spit!” Billar grabbed her hand and dragged her into this luxurious place and sat on the very corner bench in this room.

He circulated his gaze to the corners of this luxurious restaurant. Rows of dim lights decorate every bench here, the color of the building is dominated by classic colors play a soothing musical tinkling. The visitors are also dissolved in the atmosphere of this restaurant which is very calm.

“Lo new to here huh?” asked Billar to break his daydream.

“Yes, where can I go to a luxurious place like this. Yes, maybe someday I can, but, after all my dreams are achieved,” answers are still affected by this place.

Billar fixed his seat, staring fully at the woman wrapped in this jacket. “Emang dream lo what?”

The woman let her hands give her a lift to her face. “Gue pep has many companies. After a lot of money, I dreamt of my dreams. One of them sent my family on the Hajj. Kalo e’lo?”

Billar pulled his face slightly away from this deadly gaze of the woman before him. “Gue? What yes? I'm still confused, but, obviously after getting my wealth I want my family to be happy.”

The woman took a breath, then exhaled. “Alright, now I believe you are a good man.”

For whatever sake, Billar flinched as the sentence rotated around his ears. “So you think I'm a bad guy? Jeez, don't I look like a bad guy?”

He even chuckled at the response Billar highlighted. “Ya, no hell. Anyway, you know when the crime is not seen from the looks of whether it is the perpetrator or the victim. I'm just acting carefully doang!”

Billar snorted, but, immediately nodded.

“Gue Lesti Andriyani!” Lesti extended his hand before Billar.

“Oh, yes, forgot not yet acquaintance. I'm Billar Aswindra.” Billar replied to Lesti's hand, within seconds the two were caught in a meaningful glance. “Ups! Sorry.” Billar immediately let go of his grasp, as did Lesti.

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During the journey home from the luxury restaurant was relentless Lesti's mind haunted by this Billar figure. Why, his heart is so presumptuous and easy to take for granted the comfort he has given him. Wait, isn't being with the Son like that? Two men with slightly different personalities manage to make his feelings slowly start to forget the figure of his past.

Lesti was still unable to move on from what he had just gone through with Billar. During the meal together, they never ran out of topics to discuss. Starting from dreams, family, to hobbies they discuss.

“Normally who's pick up?” ask Billar after a long silence.

Billar gave a small nod, knowing the figure of a man close to Lesti. Has the black and white flag been flown? Does this mean he has to compete with a man named Putra? Well, he is not afraid, he will prove that he deserves to be with the figure of Lesti.

“Why if from now on I only take lo?” bargain Billar.

“Not worth it,” reply Lesti briefly.

From behind the helmet, Billar frowned. “Why?”

“The first time, I just knew you. Second, I don't want to take lo. Our three working hours are different,” explained Lesti.

“Emang why do we know? You said I was a good man. I still don't feel bothered if I have to take you, and I don't mind if our working hours are different. Want ya?”

Lesti was silent for a moment. “No, anyway.”

“You have it!”

“Gue don't like to be forced! Anyway, where there is a good guy who ngajak girls run around until a night like this let alone the girl hijaban!”

Billar freezes, he runs out of words to respond to Lesti's words that manage to touch his feelings. Billar is not bego, but, sometimes people who witness this incident their negative thoughts immediately sticking out. Really, I can't bear if Lesti became a lip because he took him to wander through the night.

“Yes I will not walk you again. But, do you want me to shuttle?” Billar is still trying to get close to this figure.

“Bi, I don't want to, don't make me!” sulk Lesti.

“What because you already have a girlfriend so don't want to?” cetus Billars.

“Iya! I have a girlfriend! Eat it don't make me!” lesti's lie.

Billar's chest was pounding. Billar suddenly frozen, why the atmosphere given by Lesti is very comfortable for him. When this woman revealed that fact, all that comfort she destroyed. What's he supposed to do now? Surrender? No, he won't give up.

“O-oh, yes already,” timpal Billar finally.

Billar's freeze since his words made Lesti sigh short, was he angry because of that? Though his heart said he really wanted to be picked up by her, honestly before he knew Billar, Lesti expected the same thing to Putra. The two men made her comfortable.

Lesti got off Billar's shackle. “Ma-thank you for anterin me. Do you want to enter first?”

Just now Billar was about to reply, but, a middle-aged figure appeared from behind the door. Billar smiled faintly and nodded. His brain smiled broadly when a plan just appeared in his mind. Although the success of this plan is very small—appears—why? Lesti's father's manner looked very firm and .. slightly made her flutter.

“Night Sir,” Billar said while greeting the man. “I Billar his friend Lesti. Sorry sir, before. Last night I ate nemenin, so I went home a little late.”

“Oh, nothing, the important thing is that you do not mess with my daughter. You're nothing Ti?” he said as he turned his face towards Lesti.

Lesti. “No, nothing,”

“Ya already you can go home, thanks already anterin my daughter,” concluded Mr. while embracing Lesti to enter.

Billar bought it, soon he returned to reply to Lesti's father with a timid look. As a result they looked at it along with a questionable expression.

“What?”

“Pak, can not, hm...” Billar paused, prepared everything. He took a deep breath and smiled. “I shuttle Lesti?”

Lesti jerks not playing. Why is he so brave to do this? Though previously Lesti guessed that he would not dare to say that again, after all, he admitted that he already had a girlfriend.

What can't he....

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