My Complicated Love: Triangle Love + You

S2: Amusement Park part 1

...'As per agreement ... no touch'...

That morning a man was standing on the side of his SUV parked right on the side of his street. Susan came out of the house and stepped lazily towards her. As well as being perfectly designed, the day came when Dicky's request could never be thwarted by anyone.

Susan stared flat at the face of the man who had a triumphant smile, so she refrained from saying hello just a pleasantries. Susan followed Dicky and got into the car. Not wanting to guess what would happen, what kind of journey it would take, or where it would go, Susan was only able to prepare physically and consciously more to deal with Dicky carefully.

'May Brian have another way of knowing my existence later' Susan's inner self.

"Where are you going?" susan asked coldly, as the two got into the car.

The sliding question for Dicky who had not even had time to wear his seat belt "There is," Dicky replied casually, rolling the sleeve of the sweater he used.

"There's no such thing as a covenant" Susan said. He does not want to travel with people who are not easy to guess. For him, it was the same as going into the lion's den, who did not know when he was hungry and attacked suddenly. That's Susan's mind.

"Great cow? where are neng going?" goda Dicky tried to melt the atmosphere. Dicky turned his head lightly to feel the awkward situation at that time, wearing a seat belt and started to turn on the machine to heat it for a moment.

"Don't ask a lot, I want to wear torn clothes, just jeans and t-shirts really neat!" answer Susan ketus.

"Tumben don't wear skirts, if Brian wants to wear skirts, why don't I?" dicky asked, looking at Susan from head to knee.

Susan returned Dicky's gaze in annoyance, just getting into the car cabin, there were only Dicky's words and attitude that began to make him doubtful.

"Antipation." Susan answered briefly.

"Huh? Hahaha .. ge-er," replied Dicky. He looked back and twisted his body slightly, taking out a sweater lying in the back seat. "Now, wear. Your jacket is still the same as mine, let us be the same ...."

"Eh, this~ ?? same you?!" Susan was slightly stunned, the sweater she had been looking for was stored in good condition by Dicky. I don't know when the sweater was lost, since the incident five years ago, Susan is reluctant to look for it again.

The jacket is plain navy blue, embroidered with the initials S is small, the same as the sweater that Dicky uses today there is also the initial D on the left chest.

Dicky smiled, looking at Susan who seemed happy with the sweater he had been thrusting just now.

"I'm looking for lhoo~" Susan said with a big smile, without her noticing. The sweater was one of his favorite sweaters, long ago.

"Wear it, let it get on-couple," Dicky's pinta.

Susan raised her eyebrows, responding to Dicky's words. "Huh, in your dream," replied Susan who did not want to impress Dicky responding to it as if it was special for him.

"wear! did I use it on you?!" dicky said as he unfurled the sweater, trying to get the sweater out of Susan's head.

Automatic Susan pulled the strong sweater so that not the slightest try to touch. "I can wear it myself! anyway where the hell are you going, wearing a jacket, what air will be cold?"

"peak? hu~ wants ... find cold-cold, fishing? hahaha," Dicky's tease.

"Can't go wrong about you, your brain's broken like it is?"

"Hm .. If my brain is damaged, your company will not rise to office again for me. They're starting to depend on me" Dicky boasted. Both of them know the improvement of Dicky's performance as a company IT Team that is quite reliable as employees who have not long worked, Dicky has even been promoted up the position from his current position as SPV.

"His arrogance ..., bye, walk! keep talking" Susan said in a sharp tone.

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The journey seemed empty without many words coming out of the mouths of the two. Susan often fiddled with her cell phone turn off and then turn on the internet connection repeatedly. Without realizing it, he continued to look for signals from his phone that suddenly very difficult to get incoming messages.

'Die me. My HP is broken, is the signal so bad. ' Inner Susan.

At first glance Dicky smiled obliquely, glancing at Susan's activities that might be in vain.

'Search until you can, don't expect Brian to find out where we are later' Dicky's inner self. The real one has outsmarted Susan's cell phone signal with a small device called a 'Jammer', which functions to block the frequency of cell phone signals.

The vehicle is heading towards North Jakarta. One of the entertainment venues that has long stood as a tourist location that presents rides games of various ages.

"here? I didn't forget the age, did I?" satirical Susan. Considering the two are no longer in their teens, and are just busy thinking about careers also focus on choosing a partner.

"You don't want to be in High School when we get here? one bag contains the same snack drink, at the ends we keep a snack inside and snacknya we eat at home, hahaha." Dicky laughed with eyes looking up, his expression as if recalling the past of the two of them without any problems.

"You just don't think, in a lot of food even shopping to the mini market," murmured Susan.

"I know we like snacks" Dicky said with a warm smile. It was as if he was really enjoying what he was thinking about their past.

Susan subconsciously smiled faintly, also recalling those times. How about when the two often spend time without being tied to a romantic relationship, and very loose with the comfort of a friendship relationship. Although it is not known the deepest hearts of the two who protect each other and accept the shortcomings on what basis.

After stopping at a parking lot, they stepped out to the entrance area of the vehicle, Dicky walked to the queue to buy tickets. Then the two entered the area.

Looking around while thinking about which area to start from, Dicky suddenly started a game that they most first encountered. In fact, it's a game they've always liked, a game of a big boat that swings up to 90 degrees, with a height of 30 meters.

"Duh, that's .. No, Dic. I don't want to throw up" Susan said in horror.

"Why? the hanger? I used to not." Dicky scrunched his forehead looking at Susan who was not interested in the rides.

"I'll eat, I'll throw up" Susan reasoned. Because it was before the influence of breakfast, or do not want until his fear makes him hold on to Dicky.

"Ah, excuse .. come on!" force Dicky to pull Susan's hand.

Attempting to comply with her request this time, Susan relented. When the game starts to finish he is able to control himself not to feel afraid to have to hold the hand of the man next to him, Dicky. After the game was over, Susan who came out of the area looked pale, as if her breakfast intake was about to come out of her mouth.

"Not vomiting, right?" dicky asked slowly, a little worried.

" ... " Susan was speechless and answered nothing, his path was a little slow and his body was in a cold sweat.

"Yes, sit down first." asked Dicky, he clenched his hand to hold himself to the body of Susan who looked weak. He only dared to touch Susan's bag, and led her slowly towards the park bench. "This is your bag."

" ... " Susan shook his head slowly without the slightest answer, holding back the urge to vomit and dizziness after riding the vehicle.

"I-it's heavy, San— ," persuaded Dicky.

"My innate stuff is my part too" murmured Susan.

"Hmmh .. Yes, I bought you a drink first, wait here," said Dicky, a little anxious to see the condition of Susan who could have fainted.

A little while later Dicky returned with a warm drink, a paper cup containing warm tea was held and presented to Susan.

"Drink" said Dicky, prodding the warm tea close to Susan's lips. Help to drink it.

"Son, I'm fine." Susan looked up slowly, starting to doubt the contents of the drink offered.

"It's not poison, drink!" force Dicky firmly, his concern is increasing because Susan always refuses any help.

Susan eventually complies with Dicky, who begins to look upset, and drinks the warm tea slowly on the condition that he drinks it himself, not with Dicky's help.

"I promise I won't touch you. Don't worry," murmured Dicky. His heart was sliced at the woman before him so extra carefully even though not the slightest evil intent flashed through his mind.

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