Not Glass Cans

40. Unprepared

My phone's alarm keeps sounding every day at two in the afternoon. Likewise now, I think the ancient application will remain in use throughout the ages. Helping humans to eradicate forgetfulness and joblessness forever. Levi Hutchins, the founder of the first weker from Amrik was really not a loss to ever live in the world, even though it was only once.

Remember the deal I made, the pace I washed my disheveled face in the bathroom sink. I brush my teeth and take a shower before taking a nap. So just change clothes all I do.

Despite the sableng, Zayn is not a person who is willing to lie. Maybe there was something meaningful that he was hiding from his pettiness. I'll make sure Zayn isn't the kid who's gonna take a girl to some random place. I try to prepare myself for what is ordered. Decorate as fast and beautiful as possible as effortlessly, do not want to embarrass the person who will take me.

Duk..!Duk..! Duk..!

Zayn came just as I put a piece of strawberry lip balm in my pretty bag. When I opened the door, the boy silently looked at me. Just smirked a smile as I gave my sweet smile to her.

My smile is not without reason, but to close my fascination that I try to hide. Zayn looks handsome in a navy suit that coats his long white shirt. Zayn is not like the boy in my usual shadow. But mutating like a man, a man I mean... Hu.hu...

"Crazy cow you, Elsi... Where did we go?!" Sgeek..! I just praised him in my heart. Sableng, whatever.remain the fall of the boy!

"It's not polite you Zayn! Good to keep me asleep!" Zayn's left hand, quickly held back the door that I opened only slightly and I would close it tightly again.

Zayn's left hand was still holding my door open. But my body felt pulled out almost through the door. It turned out that Zayn's right hand had grabbed the dress under me and pulled it out. Ish.ish.ish.ish...I brusquely clap his sturdy hands.

"Let's go.. Don't get mad, El! I don't want you to age faster!" The sableng boy blinked one eye as I looked back at his face. I was just a turtle, deep in my heart.

"Follow it, don't worry if it's with me, El..!" Zayn slowed his foot steps. And I had to teach.

"I know that, Zayn...But I still feel weird..Who are you going to meet with your rapids?!" I can't cover my curiosity. With Zayn.., I'm comfortable being as open as I am.

"My friends, El!" Zayn turned to me a little then straight again with his foot.No intention to ask again, two words answer from Zayn is enough for me.

There was a car in the yard and Zayn opened it. But Anang was nowhere to be seen behind the steering wheel. Apparently the boy brought his own car.

"Zayn, why isn't Anang driving?" Actually I want to know, where is Anang.

"Why, El.. Take a leave today. Am I driving so rough?" Zayn looked at me, not a single smile. Sitting beside him, the boy did not allow me to sit in the back.

"No, Zayn. Only Ananglah usually brings this car." I found Zayn, his head still looking straight at the highway. The boy had no interest in answering my question.

Zayn continued to be engrossed in silence, I went with the silence as well as it seemed. The city's streets begin to end with a rave of dense forest in Nongsa towards Garrick's Garju Resort. A forest area that says 'Wisata AVJ (Augerah Ventura Jaya) mangrove' looks interesting we passed. My soul is turbulent longing, wanting to explore in it. But what's power, Zayn's getting on the wheel of his car.