
I looked at him from the side, he who did not talk much and was seriously driving like this looked more human than before.
Staring at him like this I am more aware that his nose is indeed sharp with a high base bone. Which makes me really jealous when I see it! Not to mention her eyelashes. So thick! Yeah, yeah, I realized, he's kind of nice, ekhem, handsome. Yeah, he's good-looking, I know. After all, it's a public secret. But dear thousands, his nature is too minus in my eyes. Ck!
I sighed then looked back at the crowded street ahead. There are actually a lot of questions that have branched out in my head. The question for him, the guy who now seems to be suitable is called a man, who is sitting seriously driving beside me. Especially since he had been holding questions from me for him, then the more exploding was the question of my curiosity for the presence of himself as a "special picker" who was mentioned Citra earlier.
And, until he finally turned his wheel to the left which led us to a large street, I began to open my voice. Because it seems like I can't afford to not make this sound anymore!
"So...why did you pick me up at the airport?" my many.
He just glanced at me with one eye eyebrow raised upwards.
I don't think I'll get that answer from him easily. Yeah, guess.
I agree with the proverb saying that; "this world is only as wide as a moringa leaf" aka, this world is only a land so narrow!
Right, that sentence is absolutely true. Just look at us, out of so many billions of people why do we have to meet with this kind of intolerable bond?!
All because of coincidence. It just so happened that our Grandpa and Grandma were old friends. Coincidentally our father was a colleague at work. It just so happened that our two families had met in one place. It just so happened that our family was familiar. And it was a coincidence that we were enemies at school.
It's incredible!!
After being followed in such order, why do I feel that we seem to have been played with by fate huh?!
"Hey, answer dong! I just had a time!" I cried at him to see he was silent. I have repeated the previous question twice!
"Lo knew the answer was still me," he finally spoke, without bothering to look at me for even a second.
I rolled my eyeballs. From the answer like that, of course, I can understand the reason why he can be here with me now. "Continue... Why are you so anxious?!"
"Yes, you can't reason what's a cake, which makes sense?!"
"What makes sense?" Finally, this time he looked at me as well. He looked at me seriously. His eyes squinted, making his thick eyebrows almost tightly interlocked. "It's Saturday, office holiday. I also know I'm free today." The impact again before returning seriously to stare at the streets ahead.
I frowned for a moment. "There was a sudden meeting, right, could. Or your girlfriend asks for a cake walk, or something. Oh, a lot of reasons!"
Bian laughed gruntingly. It sounded so annoying to my ears that it made it itchy. The kind of laughter that seemed to be aiming to mock!
"I'm fine," his gaze remained focused towards the front. Because the streets were empty, he looked serious. Full concentration on driving, but still able to talk to me. "First, I don't want to lie. And, secondly, I don't have a boyfriend!"
Oh yeah, I forgot that he's a jones aka JOmblo ngeNES!
Though he is the type of guy who will easily get the dream girl. Because it is supported by such a look, would not it be so easy to end the single period instead of being at home with his jones status?! All this time, I only heard rumors about her being close to a female friend. But never did the news ever be justified by him, because Fabian Samudra was busy asserting that he was a "single is very happy", just like me.
Hm, it seems that among the many differences and contradictions of the two of us, there is one thing that seems to fit, namely; at home! Hehe.
"Did, heh!"
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P. S :
The word "NTM: X.X" means REVISED
while "BAB X.X" means NOT REVISED