Pamite

105. Parkland

Two lovebirds who have just felt a flowering heart after a long time apart, have now gone hand in hand while clinging to each other. Not to be presumptuous to touch before hala, just giving touch and comfort to girls who have been traumatized is a natural thing, is not it. Ah never mind, Rifki doesn't care about people talking. The most important thing is that the person he loves feels comfortable and. There will be no end if we hear the words of people. We have two hands to cover our ears, let it go! It will also be quiet by itself.

"Where are you afraid?"

Dara nodded weakly. "I'm trying to fight it."

"good. I've always believed that my little girl is stronger than she thinks. What do you want to snack on?"

"You got money? You haven't worked the last few months."

"There's still dong, right before the pain I've been working a long time. Yes, there is still savings even though some months are not working. But now I have to find more money, because it has come out a lot of money, right? You want to be patient again. Yeah, maybe one more year at most. I'll make it before a year's money's been raised for our wedding. I want something big and fancy, because I want to show the world that I'm married to the greatest woman. Be patient, right?"

"I'm not in a hurry, brother. Besides I haven't been a thesis, I've been taking time off. I'll be in college soon too. Let's graduate quickly too. Let's fight later. Anything if done together would be easier, right?"

"Let me fight for us to get to the brink. You just focus on your college, get us married, and then we fight together. Until now I did not think that I fell in love with the little girl who used to call me Om, I swear not really expect." Rifki immediately laughed as she recalled the moment.

"Don't remember, I'm ashamed to know. Yes, but your appearance is the same now different, brother. More cool now, look so young."

"What? I used to be like this, her looks never changed."

"It's different when you first met me, you were wearing work clothes. Just wear the same shirt cloth pants are gloomy, wear glasses anyway. What a kayak that is," said Dara.

What did Dara say? Didn't Rifki hear wrong? The girl had already started making fun of herself, a habit she had always done before the split started? If indeed, yes that Rifki did not mishear, it means he managed to make Dara slowly restore his identity as before. And that means Dara is already convinced that she is the one who makes the girl comfortable as comfortable as she is. The proof is that there has not been a day they were together but little by little Dara has returned as before. At least it doesn't take long for Rifki to work harder to get Dara back. The girl had returned to her identity without being asked.

"Yes, I work on a motorcycle. If you do not wear glasses, do you know if there are animals that enter how? The danger. Work in an office where someone wears jeans, honey."

I don't know how long they walked around the park. Finally they stopped at a bench located under a shady tree. Even though the weather is very hot. It seems that sitting under a large tree can protect their skin from sunburn.

"You were feeling badarin I snacked, even sitting here not buy anything else."

"I forgot to. Yeah, what do you want?"

"I want ice cream."

Rifki looked around, there was no ice cream seller, her mind was confused. However, when his eyes saw the ice boba wagon made the man offer ice boba only. I'm sure Dara wants to, which woman doesn't like the ice, Rifki thought.

"Where is the ice cream seller? There's ice. Boba is that."

Dara took a long breath. "Just said you wanted to fight, uh now you've forgotten." Dara quipped while playing the tip of her nails.

"Where is the ice cream vendor? I haven't seen anything, honey. Nobody sells ice cream in the park."

Actually in the heart of Rifki was eager to argue his lover, but it did not feel good if it made him sulk when he first met.

"Yes out of the park first, it's in front there's a supermarket."

"Come on over there."

"Hot."

With a forced step and heavy Dara got up from the chair. Follow the steps of the Rifki wide and try to compensate.

The scorching heat of the sun made the eyes of both of them squint instantly. Aware of the hot weather, Rifki's hand was raised to cover Dara's eyes with her palm. Then they smiled at each other. Don't ask Dara's face now. The skin of the girl's face was already flushed like an overripe tomato. Especially when some park visitors make them the center of attention because they walk under the hot sun. In addition, Rifki treatment is simple, but meaningful in women.

"People saw us."

"Who, am I romantic must be the girls envious of you," replied Rifki jumawa.

"Not that, we look like a bego hot-hot street mulu from earlier."

"Who's trying to make us go on, who's trying?"

"You're guilty of me?"

"Well, which words hurt you? Honey, we just met, don't make a fuss. Later, everywhere people who first met after a long time apart was friendly, romantic romantic, joking, well we fight."

"Who's fighting, aren't I doing it? You're, um unchanging, sensitive innate mu."

Rifki was silent, not wanting to continue her conversation, because she did not want to make this first meeting damaged by her fault.

Dara took whatever she wanted so she reached the supermarket. Put all kinds of snacks into the basket he brought. It seems that the girl is floundering because she never went out of the house even if just to buy a snack.

Rifki just walked behind him while shaking his head.

Once the basket was full he remembered something. He returned some of the snacks back to their place.

"Why behind?" tanya Rifki blocked Dara's hand.

"Udah a lot, Brother. This is enough for both of us."

"Take it again!"

Rifki has known Dara for more than two years. Rifki remembers well when they were out together, Dara always memorized his money with lots of snacks and other foods. He prefers to eat heavy or snack instead of buying clothes. And during buying it and never returning the snack to the shelf.

"Where do you want? You're lacking this much? Tumben, usually also if I take a lot you say back againin like already."

"Now no, take it again. My money is still there. You're worried about this, aren't you?" Rifki reached into his pocket and took out his thick wallet. "I didn't work long, but my savings are still there. Don't worry about something you shouldn't worry about. Let's take it again as usual." Rifki put the snacks that had been returned by her lover.

"So why do you like to say that I get into a lot of snacks?"

"I don't know if I love you."

"Now you're conscious?"

"Udah bauble. It goes on, huh."