Love At Train Station

Love At Train Station
Mas Adi's



~ Cypress Station City M ~


Train with a row of long carriages that connect each other, which is also equipped with the sound of the engine roar on the locomotive vehicle, which is also equipped with the sound of the engine noise, it has been indicated that the existence of the train is indeed close to the direction of Cemara Station Kota M. Followed also by the sound of the train horn that sounded so clear from the direction that was approaching the existence of Cemara Station.


Not long after, the train arrived and stopped right at Cemara Station. The station will connect with a village to Dimas and Zalfa. A station that will take them to a beautiful village. The village that became the choice of the Dimas family for their honeymoon.


Usually people go down and wait for an invitation or online motorcycle taxi booked complete the hustle and bustle of the atmosphere in the station.


From one corner of the direction of two different-aged men were seen in a frenzy looking for two people who had been so eagerly awaited in one of the residences in the village where he lived. The two people who were sought were none other than Dimas and Zalfa.


If the two people still do not know the change in themselves Dimas, another case with Dimas. Despite not visiting the village for long enough, Dimas still remembers well with the two men he currently finds looking here and there to find himself.


"Fasya, it's them!" His right hand touched and clasped with the full hand of Zalfa who was still faithfully embracing the shoulder of his hand. Ask Zalfa to follow in his footsteps.


"Budi Park!" Dimas greeted the two men, "Mas Tono!"


Not immediately greeted back, two men called Dimas with the name of Pak Lek Budi and Mas Tono were even dumbfounded with their eyes did not stop staring at Dimas.


"Sir Lek is me, " Dimas reminded, "Dimas Adityama Putra Wijaya!"


"Oh, this is really the handsome Mas Adi it to!" Said Tono the man who was still the same age as Dimas with his thick Japanese language accent.


"Well, my God .. how do you get more guidance to Mas?" Tono was amazed to see the changes Dimas he was familiar with called Mas Adi.


"Yes, Mas. Sampean is getting better now!" Mr. Lek Budi, "more dashing anyway" added Pak Lek Budi while looking at how the posture of Dimas who was so athletic even though he was still covered in jaz.


"Ah, it could be, Mr. Lek Budi and this Mas Tono!" Dimas joked, "Alhamdulillah, now that someone has reminded me of this and that, so, now more handsome and dashing, I am. Hehe."


"Oh Yes ...!" Tono scratched his head which although the original was not itchy.


"Wong is married, already have a wife and Mas Adi is now, Tono!" Pak Lek Budi quite deliberately cornered Tono.


Dimas and Zalfa occasionally smiled at the humorous behavior of Pak Lek Budi and Mas Tono.


"Eatya Ton, until this runs out soon after Mas Adi." Mr. Lek Budi reminded.


"Open to Pak Lek?" Tono does not understand,"wong Mas Adi already nyampek here, that's loh! "


"The marriage proposal I mean, Mas Tono!" Pak Lek Budi looked sharply at Tono at this time.


"Oh, that's the maximum." Tono just got it.


"Yes Tono ...." Mr. Lek Budi directed his voice to Tono's ear then kept him away again, "I mean that's it. What do you think?"


Tono also pulled away while stroking his ears and muttered softly because he did not like Pak Lek Tono who deliberately spoke near his ear even for a while.


"Oh yes, his wife Mas Adi. Introduce, I am Mr. Lek Budi" Pak Lek Budi introduced himself and pointed to himself then changed to point to Tono, "and this, Tono!"


"We are the people sent by Eyang Putri to pick up Mas Adi and his wife at Cemara Station." Furthermore, Mr. Lek Budi explained his interests.


Zalfa who felt comfortable from the beginning because he saw the warm attitude and hospitality of Mr. Lek Budi and Mas Tono, then he also introduced himself without feeling awkward to them.


"Greetings to Mr. Lek Budi and Mas Tono!" Shake their hands one by one and introduce himself, "my wife Zalfa Mas Dimas!"


Mr. Lek Budi and Mas Tono welcomed with a very friendly smile.


Mr. Lek Budi also told Zalfa something, "Need Mbak Zalfa know, this Mas Dimas if in our village often called by the name of Mas Adi." Telling Zalfa the nickname Dimas is not the same in the village.


"Oh, pantesan!" Zalfa now knew the reason why her husband was called Mas Adi.


"Here's the suitcase. Let me and Mr. Lek take it." Grabbing Dimas and Zalfa's suitcase.


"Thank you, Mas Tono." Zalpha.


"Sami-sami." Reply Tono with Javanese krama and his friendly sweet smile.


"Monggo Mas Adi and wife, ride this bike!" Mr. Lek Budi handed over the key and showed me the bike.


"Thank you, Mr. Lek Budi, sorry for the trouble!" Dimas continued his words.


The motorbike that Dimas drove with Zalfa slowly left Cemara Station, while Pak Lek Budi and Mas Tono were still debating who would drive the motorbike.


"Ton, you drive Ton!" Mr. Lek Budi, "you are still young and have a lot of energy."


Tono who initially had climbed aka well-established (position already good) on the motorcycle seat comfortably finally came down from the motorcycle seat and obeyed the will of Pak Lek Budi.


"Well, young man yes gini Ton. Gercep!" Mr. Lek Budi issued his manager so that Tono did not sulk.


Tono turned on his motorbike engine and Pak Lek Budi went up.


"Gercep is also Mr. Lek until the ride!" Puji Tono can feel that Pak Lek Budi has climbed on his motorcycle.


"What Tono?" Mr. Lek Budi does not understand.


"Gercep Mr Lek! Gercep! " Tono repeated.


"Gercep is what exactly to, Ton?" Mr. Lek Budi asked when he himself also said it earlier, "loh, was it right until it was himself that said gercep?"


"Yes, Mr. Lek just follows the language of today's children Ton." Feeling quite embarrassed.


"Oalah Mr. Lek ... Mr. Lek ...."


Tono pressed his motorbike and said, "Gercep is fast-moving, Mr. Lek Bud!"


"Oh, quick move to be!"


Mr. Lek Budi who already understands.


Now, the motorbike they rode also left Cemara Station.


The motorbike also drove down the hills and rice fields and settlements that will bring Dimas with Zalfa at the destination that has been prepared by the Dimas family.


The village is so beautiful, cool, beautiful panorama with hectares and rice fields that stretch, mountains and towering hills, trees that thrive, and, a waterfall that flows from one of the cliffs that can be seen remotely from the road while crossing the road to its destination.


Cold air managed to make up for the skin and peeling into the nostrils of the pointed Zalfa. As soon as he tried to inhale and enjoy the aroma of coolness, quite reflexively he hugged Dimas so tightly.


Their bodies were so close and somehow Zalfa still felt quite ashamed of it, while Dimas accepted it with true pleasure. Moreover, he knows how Zalfa is sometimes still embarrassed. His eagle eyes inching to see the look of Zalfa's embarrassed face from his motorcycle rearview.


Quite deliberately Dimas braked suddenly his motor to keep them close together. And it was unexpected that Dimas's efforts were successful. From the rearview mirror they look at each other and throw a smile.


Seeing that, Zalfa instead sank his face into Dimas' back while his hands still held tight to Dimas' waist.


Feeling tight, his face began to lift back up. His chin rests on Dimas' shoulder. Beautiful hand decorated henai ventured to get up from the waist to the chest of the empu who focus on driving a big motor in his vehicle.


His mouth may be silent to welcome the treatment of Zalfa but Dimas hand deliberately drove the motor by increasing its speed.


"Be careful! Just slow down!" Said Zalfa patting Dimas softly.


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