
A woman saw a man she knew was in the train car but she looked confused.
Zoya frowned as she looked at the unknown man's hand trying to grab something from the young man's bag. A moment later the stranger got his wallet from Raymond's bag.
"Stupid," Zoya sneered with a cynical smile.
Zoya immediately approached Raymond. The girl accidentally bumped herself into the pickpocket. Secretly his hand took back the purse that was successfully removed from Raymond.
Raymond was still confused as to which train. Frustrated and thirsty, he decided to take the money in his bag to buy a drink. Unfortunately, his wallet was completely gone.
"Search this?" zoya asked, showing her wallet.
Raymond turned to look towards Zoya. "Where did you get my wallet? Don't tell me you stole it" accuse Raymond.
"Why did I steal your wallet that didn't contain it" said Zoya, throwing Raymond's purse. "Basar boy does not know thank you," Zoya turned her face after giving Raymond's wallet.
"Where are you going?" Zoya asked, although she had been accused by Raymond, but the girl felt sorry for the young man before her. He guessed Raymond had never been to Paris.
"Follow me!" Zoya is the goddess of help for Raymond. Apart from not knowing where to ride in the carriage, Raymond also did not know where to go down.
"I'm grateful to you, if you hadn't, maybe I would have gotten lost in this town" Raymond said sincerely.
"There's no need to overdo this because we're neighbors" Zoya replied with a flat facial expression.
"So you realize that I live next door to your house?" Zoya did not answer Raymond's question.
"My name is Raymond" the young man took out his hand.
Zoya had not been able to return his hand, suddenly the train braked suddenly. Zoya's body became limp fortunately Raymond caught her swiftly.
For a moment their eyes met. Zoya felt her heart pounding as she looked into Raymond's eyes. Raymond smiled at Zoya. The girl got more wrong and then she tried to stand on her own.
Soon the train stopped at the next stop. Zoya stepped out first. Raymond followed him.
"After this we ride what to get to the house?" Raymond asked as he equated his steps with Zoya.
"I'm used to walking home, but if you think it's too far you can take a taxi" Zoya replied.
His attitude was much more friendly than before. "No, this is better" Raymond refused Zoya's advice. He chooses a job with Zoya while enjoying the scenery around the road where the leaves and flowers begin to grow.
Zoya glanced at Raymond and smiled. However, Raymond unintentionally saw a sweet smile on the pretty girl's face. Raymond felt his heart thump.
"I just found out that the afternoon time is very long here when now it has shown at 06.00 pm, if in Indonesia it is very dark at this time," said Raymond.
"You're right. If spring is like this, the day will be longer than night" Zoya said.
"Are you living abroad for the first time?" Ask Zoya then. Raymond admitted it.
They finally arrived in front of the house. "That's until I go in first" Zoya told Raymond.
Raymond said nothing when the girl said goodbye. However, being able to speak directly and knowing the girl's name alone has made Raymond's heart happy not to be upset.
He smiled and put his feet into the house. When he entered the house, the father had already arrived home.
"Wherever you're coming home at this hour, I'm calling your phone but not active. What's going on?" cecar Hendra's.
"Hp I'm lowbat so I can't call you. It's a good thing I met our neighbor" Raymond pointed at Zoya's house with his chin.
"You'd better not be too familiar with him" Raymond was shocked by his father's words.