More Than Friend (More Than Friends)

Ch 80's

"No problem, it's just a little dirty."

Vindra smiled as she stood up and straightened her head.

"Love?"

Vindra's eyes rounded for a moment. The two looked at each other for a few seconds. She Love? Is Vindra dreaming? His mind is getting more confused. His chest was pounding. He wanted to jump up and hug the woman in front of him.

"I-I'm sorry, you're wrong people.I'm not Love, " said the woman half stuttered. He tried to avoid Vindra's eyes.

"Let's go home! " take the woman quickly want to take away the little love.

"Love, it's you, right? I can't be wrong! " Vindra grabbed the woman's hand which was immediately brushed aside by her.

"Crazy, don't touch me!! " The woman was angry that Vindra was holding her hand.

The woman lowered Little Love, then called her baby sitter. "Mba, please take Love to the car huh," he ordered.

"Mother, "Little love whines back as Baby sitter carries her away.

"Wait for your mother in the car, baby," she said as she kissed Little Love's forehead.

Little love nodded and complied with the request of the Mother. He waved his hand at Vindra who was only pensive to see the two women.

"Dadahh, um. Love went home first yes, "a small love word that suddenly made Vindra smile and waved his hand.

"Please sir, don't just hold my hand! " said the woman half annoyed at Vindra.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean that, " said Vindra with guilt. "I just misidentified people. "

"This is my business card, call me at this number, I will ask my assistant to reimburse you for the laundry costs, " said the woman while giving a business card to Vindra.

Vindra just stared at the business card without taking it. "Zahra Adisty Mahendra, Interior Designer."

At that time Vindra only realized the woman in front of her was not the person she had been looking for all this time. A woman who until now still remains in her heart, namely Love. I don't know where he went.

"No problem, I'll ask the assistant to clean up later, Love is not wrong, " said Vindra smiling.

Zahra turned and was about to walk away.

"Zahras... "

Zahra's steps stopped hearing Vindra say her name, but she just kept quiet without turning her head.

"Good name, will we meet again?" said Vindra half-smilingly staring at the back of the silent Zahra.

"I didn't expect it to happen, I'm sorry, " said Zahra ketus, then he just passed away.

Vindra kept staring at the departure of Zahra who left just like that. There was a feeling of longing in someone whose face was very similar to Zahra's. Even though he knew they were different people.

"Darling... "

Raisa suddenly came and directly embraced her arms. The woman also looked at Zahra who had been stared at by her lover.

"Who is that, baby?" ask Raisa.

"Nobody, just a look-alike, " answered the ordinary Vindra.

"similar? Similar who? " Raisa's getting curious.

"It doesn't matter, either.. You took your wallet? " Vindra diverts the conversation.

"Already, this. "

"Well, now what do you want? "

"So ah, I'm not in the mood.want to go home, " said Raisa who was not excited anymore.

"It's not clear, I've brought you home. "

Raisa nodded with her pouting face as she twitched spoiled in Vindra's arm.