
"Oh.." Said the two simultaneously with a slightly surprised expression.
In the awkward and unexpected atmosphere, Kinan finally greeted the person first.
"Pak Dimas bought martabak too?" Kinan said to Dimas who was waiting in line.
"Yes." Yeah." Dimas replied a little embarrassed.
Kinan could only smile at the reply from Dimas. Because it's not so close, it makes both a little awkward and also clumsy.
"You on foot?" Dimas said trying to ask Kinan.
"Ah. yes, because my motorcycle tire deflated so it can not be made the road. I had to walk." Kinan Clear.
After that brief chat, the atmosphere returned to silence. No more chats until their orders are finished.
"I'll excuse you then." Kinan said his words to Dimas, after receiving his hammer.
"Wait the fuck.." Prevent Dimas.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Oh that. Let me take you. No, I mean just together, because I want to go that way, too." He said clumsily to Kinan who was about to return to continue his journey.
"Then I want to, sorry for the trouble." Reply Kinan who finally accepted the offer, after a moment of silence. He did not reject the offer, considering he also had to go home soon and the day had begun evening.
Completely silent, during the trip there was no chatter between them. An unfamiliar relationship, making both of them a little awkward to create silence in the car.
"You're really going this way?" Ask Kinan who felt bad for Dimas who had to drive him.
"Yes, I have a little business there. Tired of you turning here, right?" Tanya Dimas pointed in a direction to the left.
"Yes, but how do you know my boarding?" Kinan said that he felt confused, because he had not talked about the location of the cost on Dimas, and only wanted to be dropped at the intersection of the road that was close to the direction of the cost.
Of course that question made Dimas flabby, he was a little surprised to see Kinan. Considering he knew about the cost, from his previous search.
"I know, because I was there to find a temporary place to stay here, it turned out to be a boarding place for girls, so I pared it off." Clearly Dimas calmly.
"Oh that. Why don't you stay at the hotel? was it prepared before?" Kinan said astonished.
"I don't really like staying in hotels." Reply to Dimas honestly.
The reply from Dimas ended their conversation, and the atmosphere was silent between the two. However, it did not last long because the trip to the kosan Kinan had arrived.
"Thank you sir, I'm sorry if I bother you." Said Kinan as soon as he got out of the car.
"No problem, I offered."
"I'm sorry to go inside." Said Kinan again, who got a nod from Dimas.
After that, they separated and resumed their journey. Dimas on his affairs, then Kinan entered into his costs.
...
"Well, it turns out that Mr. Dimas is a good guy. I think the guy's cold because he doesn't talk much." The new Kinan word is aware of the nature of Dimas. Given those who had never interacted before, it made him not really understand about Dimas.
In his tiny costs, Kinan felt grateful for the help of Dimas earlier, but on one hand he was thought of by the fate of his motorcycle that was still left in the hotel, with a slight tear in the rear tire earlier.
"I think I should change tomorrow." He thought about the fate of his bike.
"I'm really bad, but there's no proof yet." His speech ended the various speculationsinyadl and continued to eat his eggs.
By eating the telor martabak that he had bought earlier, Kinan again realized with the confession of Bian earlier, about his identity which was the brother of his childhood acquaintances.
He tried to reach for a box on his desk, looking for something related to his past. Right, he was looking back for the padlock-roofed necklace he had saved.
Kinan tried to get the necklace out of the box, looking at it so closely at the necklace.
"I can finally give it back to the owner." He said to the necklace.
Kinan felt nostalgic at his meeting with Bian first, a promise he made as a child spontaneously turned out to be remembered by Bian. Although there was no hope whatsoever for him to meet back with his older brother, considering the long time since their first meeting.
"He could have pretended not to know me, but he told me." He said to Bian's confession.
...
Like a coincidence, Bian is also looking at his lock necklace in his room right now. Looking at it fixed and full of seriousness.
"It looks like you're going to meet your partner." He stared at his lock necklace with a slight smile.
While lying on his bed, Bian recalled his fear of Kinan. He himself did not think that it would be quick and easy to tell Kinan who he was.
"What's with this he'll be awkward with me? or just feel overwhelmed? shouldn't I just say it?"
Various hearts have befallen him, not as usual who feel indifferent and indifferent in the midst of such things. Like being afraid if Kinan feels uncomfortable with her later.
"It's appropriate that he feels uncomfortable? was this 21 years ago? moreover, he's my subordinate now..." He again rose from his sleep.
The phone ringer shifted his attention for a moment. The name listed in it turned out to be so familiar, but Bian did not immediately pick it up. He waited and momentarily stared at the screen of his phone.
Adel, this is the third time he's called Bian today. Unlike usual, even more often than in Canada before.
Tuut.. tuut.. tuut.., the voice of the phone stopped and closed before Bian answered him, but not for a long time the voice rang again, with Adel who tried to call Bian again. Now, Bian tried to raise his phone immediately.
Nothing special and serious, Adel just back to ask the news and what things are done by Bian in Jogja. As usual, Bian answered him calmly and attentively as usual to Adel, until the phone time between them was over after 15 minutes had passed.
Bian again dropped his body on the mattress, staring straight at the ceiling of his room with various questions.
"What do I have to do now?" Half the frustration.
......................
If love makes you tired, stop
But if love makes you happy
so go after him, and fight for him.
...
Is that feeling love? or just a temporary desire?
Shackles of romance, or burning love?
Then you're the one who'll know everything?