Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Blind Dating (Part 2)

Girl in pink lace dress wrapped in a white sweater without hooking all the buttons. Forced to return to the cafe even though in his small heart he was reluctant, after getting a short message from Mother, and asked her to capture the moment of their meeting by doing a selfie together, he said, later it will be sent to the parents of the boy, aka his future father-in-law.

It feels really drama, but what can make Syifa already left the cafe. So to realize the wishes of the Mother, then inevitably he must return to the original point. This time Syifa was no longer accompanied by Nadya. After getting a call from her mother, the girl went straight home.

Syifa gave a heavy snort when the table that had been occupied by Nadya was filled by someone else. A young man wearing a light brown leather jacket. He was between twenty-one years and twenty-two years old. Though the table number has been specially ordered by Mother for him and the cupu.

Syifa got an empty table next to that guy's desk. He sat on the chair right behind the man in the hope that the cupu would come back. The girl could not see the young man's face clearly, as they sat on his back. He could only see a bunch of red roses so captivatingly placed on his desk.

It seems like the man is waiting for someone. From what he brought, it was predictable the person he was waiting for was a special girl. Yes it's a girl, cook menjaka? Oranges eat oranges?

Long enough to wait almost made it freeze like water put in a freezer. Sepi itself in the middle of the crowd, even though the cafe is not crowded with visitors. But it can bore him. Almost two glasses of orange juice is spent while hoping full of emptiness.

Syifa's phone rings. He immediately reached into the knitting bag that had been slipping on his shoulder.

He frowned when he saw a foreign name on his phone screen, ‘Si Candidate?' This must be your job, he thought.

He never gave his number to the young man. Syifa admitted that Mother

who has planned and prepared all the needs related to the blind date he is doing today. Including preparing pink dress and white flat shoes that are being worn now. Don't forget to make up and tidy up her hair.

“Halo, where are you?” ask the voice across there without further ado.

“Gue is still in the cafe,” fast.

“Terus, where is elo? My stomach until the bloated waiting elo here,” he continued sebal.

“Cafe?”

“Yes is a cafe, cook grave,” he said.

“I'm also at the cafe. Where are you sitting?”

Syifa combed her gaze into the cafe room dominated by pastel colors. Hope to soon find the person who has made him half-dead among the cafe visitors.

“Gue ..” Syifa's eyesight was fixed on the cafe's wide open door. He saw the cupu who according to Mother handsome like Aliando, but in reality only alakadarnya, was receiving a call from him.

He finally broke down too. Her thought.

“Halo, where are you?” the voice across there sounded annoyed.

Syifa waved her hand giving a code of her whereabouts. But the cupu did not respond to his wave. He turned his body in the other direction, then waved his hand at the others outside. After that go somewhere.

Kontan Syifa was also surprised by what her future husband did. Maybe his eyes again siwer, understandably thick glasses that are more similar to nako glass is dirty, so misidentify people.

“Halo, hello, hello!”

Syifa inched from her seat while still sticking her phone in her ear. His eyes continued to look toward the cupu away.

“Wait for me, I'm ahead now,” his word immediately go leave the cafe.

But just a step away from his chair, arrived – arrived he hit the young man who had been sitting behind him, until his bouquet of roses fell to the floor. And more fatal again accidentally he stepped on it until it was damaged.

The young man's eyes glared sharply. The growling open bouquet that would be dedicated to someone was crushed at Syifa's feet.

Syifa. I don't know what he's doing. While she must immediately find her future husband who is out there.

"Destroyed my flower" the young man picked it up from the floor. The flower petals are damaged, some even fall out scattered on the floor.

"Sorry, gu-gue wasn't on purpose" he said clenching his hands together.

"Keep, how is it? I have to give this flower to someone. But you're ruining it now. So I want you to take responsibility" the young man said angrily.

Oh my God, how is this?

Syifa scratched her head that was not itching. Then she realized about her future husband. He must meet now before the cupu really disappears somewhere.

"Sori, for the flowers I'll change it. I want to chase people." Syifa moved away. Run outside hoping the intended person can still be found.

But the result is nil. Syifa's late. He's really gone. The girl breathed a heavy sigh. Then turn the body. Kontan he took a step back, surprised the young man was already standing before him.

"Excuse me!" chuckles.

The young man blocked Syifa's move by blocking her. His heavy body made Syifa shrivel unable to wrinkle. Without a fight Syifa followed the young man. He is aware of his mistake.

Therefore, for his actions that have damaged the young man's flower, he must be responsible for replacing the new flower.

My carelessness, why can it happen anyway? The broken flowers were great. Must be expensive.

Geez, my money's not enough? If not, how is this? Syifa's hand clutched tightly onto her sash bag strap.

The young man's phone suddenly rang. Take it out of his pants pocket.

"Hello!" he answered the call. He was speechless listening to the voice from across there. "cock, can you?" forehead creeping. "I've spoken from yesterday, I can't because there's important business."

Syifa just silently listened to the young man talk to someone over the phone. There was fear and confusion in his heart.

What do I say to you when asked about her? Where he is I don't know. How did Mother get angry?

Syifa was beginning to feel frustrated.

"Come with me!" exclaim that young man.

"Udah, come with me. Later you know," he said not to let Syifa ask again.

The handsome young man in clean skin immediately took Syifa with his motorcycle darting away from the cafe parking lot.

The innocent Syifa just thought the young man was taking her looking for floris shop. Because he knows how important it is

the flowers are for him. He felt so guilty for ruining the flowers. But there were a few floris shops in his path. The young man did not stop his motorcycle. Just keep going non-stop.

"Hey, the floris shop is too late" cried Syifa.

"There are more important things than just flowers, so I have to get there quickly" he said.

"meaning?" Syifa did not understand.

The young man did not answer. He's increasing the speed of his bike.

Syifa's reflexes tightly embraced the young man's body.

The reddened twilight has receded in the eastern horizon. It was getting dark when they arrived. The parking lot is filled with two and four-wheeled vehicles.

"Hurry down, we have arrived" the young man said, patting the back of Syifa's hand

still coiled around his waist.

"Oh, yes." threw Syifa's gaze all over the place.

His eyes blinked a few times when he realized he was in a foreign place. It looks like a school building. And true, indeed the two-story building in front of him was a school building. But ... whose school? This isn't his school.

Where'sisthis? Why did he come and bring me here? Wanna what? Ih, you weird guy!

"Why are you still dumb? Let's get down!" the young man's voice sounded a bit higher, because Syifa still did not budge from the seat of his motorcycle bonnet. "don't forget your hands immediately get rid of my body. I've caught you hugging so hard."

"Hugs?" Syifa scrunched her eyebrows. Then lowered his gaze, seeing his pair of hands clasping tightly onto the young man's body. "Oh, sori. Not intentionally," he said quickly.

Get off the motorcycle. His eyes were combing all over. Nothing can attract his attention.

"Where are we now?" ask Syifa worried.

"Please, it's safe here. Helm." the young man pointed at Syifa's head which was still covered in a helmet.

Syifa touched his head. He immediately realized that he was still wearing a helmet on his head. Buru - hunt he opened the helmet that is still attached to his head. But he had trouble opening it.

Seeing the girl take too long to open the helmet, the young man finally intervened. Without hesitation the young man helped Syifa open his helmet. For a moment, their eyes stared at each other. There was a smooth swish wriggling on Syifa's chest. A foreign feeling burst forth with his breath.

No exception to that young man. His feelings suddenly did not rue. It was like seeing a figure that had been known for a long time. But he couldn't be sure. It feels faint and fuzzy. It's just that eye, that eye he's very familiar with. Again, he can't remember who he is? Just the shadow of his childhood with the little girl was smiling while looking at him with the same gaze, as the girl standing before him did now.

Could she? Ah, no, no way!

"Luckily the elo came on time, if I am not confused how else," added another young man who had been waiting for the arrival of the young man who was with Syifa in front of the building. The curly-haired keribo youth moved closer to them.

"How the hell are you, that kind of work is not good," hardik young man.

"It's not. This is unpredictable. Because the Amel who was supposed to be filling the show today, he suddenly

smallpox. You will know for yourself if the pain is so unable to get out of the house," he said to defend himself.

"Whatever we still lose love him dp. Now you want to find a new artist in no time.

How could that be? You think I'm a magician?" the young man grumbled.

Syifa let out a long sigh hearing the debate of the two young men before her. He can't interfere

with both their business. After all there is no profit in meddling in other people's problems. He only ignored the moment was the hunger that started to whack his stomach. Plus he does not have the right answer if at any time Mother contacts him.

"Who did he tell you?" the keribo youth pointed towards Syifa.

"He's a nobody" the young man said briefly.

"Gue thinks he ..."

What does the keribo point at me?

Suddenly a young woman came to them. His face looks panicked. But after seeing Syifa his eyes sparkled.

"Finally it came too" he said with relief. Without the lady's ba-bi-bu, she dragged Syifa into the building. "let's go!"

"What?" Syifa turned her eyes to the young man. "Hey!"

"Wait!" the young man tried to prevent. But the keribo also held back.

Syifa was very scared. He was worried that the young woman dragging him would do something scary. They move in down the corridors of the school will do a terrible deed. Several times Syifa thrashed, explaining about his arrival that had nothing to do with their wishes. But the woman did not flinch. Even calming him would be fine if he wanted to help them.

You fucking dickhead! It turns out that he brought me here just to make fun of me. Watch out later, I'll reply to him!

Syifa bit her lower lip. Wanted to cry but his shame got in the way. He grunts heavily.

　

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