Miss of Sunday

Suddenly Dating

"Why are you wearing that shirt?" Faris' voice from her phone on Sunday's phone. Suddenly Sunday looked around. How could Faris possibly know the clothes he was wearing.

"You're spying on me?" Sunday found out Faris was invisible to his vision but was watching him.

"No, I just saw your movements." Faris looked at Sunday from the binoculars and stood in the balcony of her house, hiding behind the curtain.

"Why don't you hire a detective?" Sunday saw Faris move from behind the curtains on the second floor of his house and smiled.

"Oh yeah, looks like I'm gonna have to hire a detective to keep an eye on all your moves."

"Or we just stop our mission. How's it?"

"Hey, are you threatening?" High-pitched faris.

"No, I just made a deal with you. You said our mission had to work but you couldn't trust me. Then you're the only one carrying out this mission. Not me."

"If I had access to Victor and Gina I would have done it myself. But the screenplay is that you drove Victor to meet Gina. So, with a heavy heart I must let you go with Victor this time." Faris half grumbled.

"But remember, no excessive action."

"Excessive how? I pranced in front of Victor so?"

"Yes not so."

"Here you go, just trust me. I can take care of my heart and will keep my eyes down so let alone Victor, there won't even be a single man who would be interested in teasing me or I'm tempted by them."

"Good..." A happy tone of Faris' voice was heard. Sunday smiled wryly.

"Come on, let me come with you guys."

"No, you're just gonna ruin the plan. For what reason were you there? That doesn't make any sense. We'll be found out." Decline Sunday.

"But I really don't want Victor to go with you."

"All right, we just cancel our mission."

"No. no. don't. I'm not coming. I'm not gonna ruin the plan."

"Well, good boy. Just be quiet in your place. Don't let it all fail because of your carelessness."

"Yes..." Reply Faris lazy by still paying attention to Sunday with skirts under the knees colored toska and plain white pipe-sleeved shirts and small sling bags that fit to fill mobile phones and wallets.

"But why do you look like that blanket? It makes me nervous."

"What blanket? I look like I always do." Sunday mengekuni white flat shoes.

"I've always loved your weird looks."

"Any? It's funny you know."

"Yes, funny..." Faris smiled to herself looking at Sunday turning her body to the right and to the left confirming her appearance.

"Ehhh already, Victor has come." Sunday concluded his conversation with Faris.

"Hey, remember not too much..." I heard the phone shut down.

"Hallo... Sunday.. hello..." Faris has her phone still on.

"Basic, just cut it off." Faris monitored again with his binoculars towards Sunday entering Victor's car.

"Review if anything goes wrong." Faris murmured with a huff.

Victor spun his car out of the Sunday boarding housing complex and fused it with other vehicles of various forms in various interests.

"Where do we meet your friends?" Victor asked with a straight forward look.

"In the place we once ate there. What I said was chocolate pudding was good." That place is what Sunday and Gina agreed as a place to meet them yesterday when they met at the Font. Gina has started working again.

"Oh well." Victor increased his speed.

"My friend really wanted to learn programming so I hope Victor really teaches him to do it." Sunday emphasized the word until it could be like wanting to give suggestions to Victor so that their meeting could continue.

"Why doesn't he go to college anymore?"

"It seems very complicated to go to college again. He's got to work at Font."

"Can take evening classes or weekend meetings at private campuses."

"It's easier to do a course like this, brother. It's easier to set the schedule. Looks like my friend doesn't need a diploma either, he just wants to be because he works at Font which is a software company."

"What division does he work in?"

"Ask her directly later, brother. You interrogated me." Sunday deliberately did that so that Victor had a topic of conversation later when with Gina.

"You just can't ask." Sunday smiled in response to Faris' words.

Victor's car enters the parking lot of a cafe. This afternoon the cafe started to get crowded. Lots of tables filled. When passing through the cafe door, Sunday dyed looking for Gina but not seen everywhere.

"Where's your friend?"

"It seems he hasn't come yet. Let's sit there."

Finally Sunday invited Victor who was walking behind him to sit at an empty table. After arriving at the Sunday-designated table, Victor put down his laptop bag. Moments later, Gina is seen entering the cafe door. Sunday waved at him and Gina threw a smile as she walked over.

"Waiting for me?" Said Gina while pulling out her chair.

"Not really, we just got there." Answer Sunday.

"This is the tutor I told you yesterday."

"Sugar." Gina introduced herself.

"Victor." Reply Victor

"I've seen you in the Font."

"Oh yeah?"

"When you were with Sunday. I thought you were a couple."

"Ahh, not really." Faris smiled broadly along with Sunday. Their orders came. Sunday and drank the juice.

After a bit of small talk, Victor offered to start teaching the basics of programming.

"All right, let's start." Victor opened the laptop bag and turned on his laptop. Gina looked enthusiastic.

"I've always wanted to be able to or at least I know what and how programming is. Because my life in a software house made me a stranger when I didn't understand what programming was." Gina laughed a little.

"From here you will begin to understand the basics." Faris changed the location of her laptop to face Gina. Victor was in front of him.

"Why don't you just sit next to each other? It'll be easier to explain, brother." The Sunday advice that was still there and gave a little flavoring to them.

"Sit next to Gina, sister."

"Oh yeah, you're right."

Hearts of Sunday cheering. At least when sitting close together once they can start to get along with each other. Sunday pretended to see the watch.

"Oh my God, I'm almost too late." Said Sunday pretending to be panicked.

"What's up, Sun?" Gina asked interrupted hearing Victor's explanation.

"I had an appointment with a friend so I had to hurry to see him."

"Then go before your friend waits." Gina.

"Yes, I'll go first."

"All right." Gina answered again. Victor nodded. Sunday pretended to hurry from there while commenting on a smile. Mission one exceeded. Waiting for developments and carrying out the next mission.

As Sunday walked towards the stop near the cafe, someone pulled his hand. Sunday gasped for the treatment and reflexes hit his arm. Someone in a baseball cap and with black eyes was complaining. His voice made Sunday recognize.

"You, why are you here? I told you not to ruin the plan." Said Sunday after Faris opened his glasses.

"It turns out your reflexes are good too. I just touched your hand I'll give you a punch." Faris stroked his arm.

"You startled me. I thought you were the bad guy who would do indecent deeds by holding my hand."

"But you could have greeted me before. So that I don't get me wrong about you."

"Yes, sorry."

"Did my punch hurt enough?" Faris nodded spoiled.

"Sense. Wrong itself surprised me." Then Sunday continued to walk towards the stop.

"Where are you going?" Faris followed him half-run.

"home." Answer Sunday briefly.

"You don't care about the pain in my arm? Looks like my bones cracked from your punch." Complain Faris while thrusting his arm to Sunday.

"I'm not Hercules who can crush your bones with just a little punch like that."

"But it hurts." Complain Faris.

"You're so spoiled. Your bones made of wheat flour can be as soft as that." Sunday is still on him.

"You're really not paying attention to your own boyfriend." Faris Gerrutu. There were some people at the stop who were also waiting for the bus but they seemed to be unconcerned about the whereabouts of Sunday and Faris. Suddenly Faris pulled Sunday's hand and made him surprised.

"Hey what is this? Where you going?" Sunday was forced to follow Faris' steps after his hand was pulled like that.

"Don't take the bus. We'll just go together." Sunday understood Faris's intentions and according to his hands were held together like that back to the cafe parking lot where Faris' car was parked.

Now they're in a car driving in the middle of Sunday traffic.

"Where are we going?" Sunday was astonished because Faris' car missed the bend that led to his boarding.

"That's it, don't be fussy. We're going for a walk."

"You want to kidnap me?"

"Please take it that way." Answer Faris casually.

"Well, I have to call the police to arrest you right away."

"Call also penghulu. A long time ago if a girl was taken away by a young man then the young man must marry her."

"Oh yeah? How'd you know about that?" Sunday frowned.

"I'm Edward Cullen, so I was there by then."

"Well, does that mean you're hundreds of years old now?"

"Yes, that's it."

"It turns out I'm dating an elderly man." Sunday sneering.

"Despite my age but I'm still very handsome right."

"Hahh, there's not a single second in your life that doesn't need to self-examine."

"I'm not a narcissist, I'm just being honest." Faris smiled while still looking at the road ahead of her. Seeing that Sunday became anxious. How could there be such a handsome person at once narcissistic.

Faris parked his car in the parking lot of the city park. Sunday looked around the crowded place.

"You sure you stopped here?"

"Related. Wh why? You don't like this place?"

"It's not. It's just that this place is very crowded."

"Why is that?" Ask Faris in surprise.

"I don't want anyone to know about our company."

"Just calm down, no one will recognize you with this." Faris thrusts a hat and sunglasses at Sunday.

"What's this?" Sunday cradled the things Faris gave him and realized that he had prepared them.

"Let's get down." Faris opened the door after putting her glasses back on. Sunday hesitated to wear the attributes Faris had given him earlier.

"I look weird." Complain Sunday with a hat on top of his head and those sunglasses.

"No, you're beautiful with that."

"really?"

"Yes, whatever you wear you're always pretty and I always like." Suddenly Sunday blushed. Cheeks warmed.

"Come..." Faris took his hand. It feels like someone is flying in the Sunday hull. That sensation felt quite familiar to him. Faris always managed to make him feel that sensation.

"I've wanted to walk like this for a long time." Sunday had a glance towards Faris who was walking by his side and clasped his hand tightly. From this side Sunday can see the nose and sweet lips of Faris. Her white skin was a bit reddish in the sun this afternoon. Adorable enough to make his heart pounding above normal enjoying his girlfriend's face.

"We're sitting there." Take Faris to a long bench under the tree.

The two of them sat at a distance. With the fingers of Faris' hand that had been detached from the fingers of Sunday.

"I love this place." Faris Gumam.

"This place is pretty good. Comfortable." Timpal.

"When little Papi and Mami used to take me here." Faris's gaze glared far away as if remembering something.

"I used to run around or bike with Novi and Nova. Mama always brought us a lot of snacks to eat after tired of playing." Faris seemed happy to remember her childhood.

"I used to look so hard. I like to annoy people who are dating. Yelling at them or being surprised when they're serious is my favorite. After that Papi or Mami will apologize to them. But I'm just having fun." Faris chuckles.

"You were a kid and you're not much changed now. Still a rancid."

"Oh yeah? Am I still like that?"

"Yes, you're still that weird right now."

"No, I'm not like that." Elak Faris's.

"You didn't realize that giving me an unreasonable task or an unimportant job bothered me so much?" Faris laughed.

"Sorry for that. I did it on purpose." Still with the rest of his laughter.

"You said intentionally?" Sunday widened his eyes looking at Faris with his casual face.

"So you're pranking me on purpose?"

"Not so, I'm just happy when you're around me. I like seeing you. I like to look at your face. I told you I miss you even when I see you. So I did it on purpose so you could be around me."

"You really like torturing me."

"I didn't mean to torture you. I want to get close to you and make you like me."

"But not in that way I like you." Sunday was a little upset. But after his last word, Sunday covered his mouth with his palm.

"really? Did I not hear wrong?" Faris grinned. He closed his face to Sunday.

"No, that's not what I meant. But... " Sunday is like panic.

"Ahh, I'm going there." Sunday suddenly moved from her seat. And leave Faris.

"Where are you going?" Chase Faris. Sunday ignored and kept going. He did not want Faris to ask many things and made him have to explain the sentence. He's really embarrassed. Her face flushed.

Sunday was still running fast avoiding Faris. But right at the intersection, Sunday collides with someone. Sunday bounced to the side of the grass and people collided to the other side. Faris who saw that immediately ran over.

"You okay?" Faris pulled Sunday's hand to wake up. One also wakes up from the fall while looking for something nearby.

"You looking for this?" Ask Faris pads the girl that Sunday hit.

"Yes." Yeah." The girl was glad her phone was found by Faris. Sunday was familiar with the girl's voice. He who is menggibas his dirty skirt so look up to make sure that his hearing is not wrong.

"Friday?"

"Sir Sunday?"

Faris who was among them became dumbfounded. There is a gathering of people by the name of the day around him at the moment.