
Aya just got out of her class.
"Miss. Madam's waiting in the car." Said Mommy Aya's personal driver.
"Yes sir."
Aya turned to her two friends.
"I'm first." His appeal to Vinda and Joseph.
"His heart."
"You too."
His feet stepped away from the two after saying goodbye.
"Dear." Mommy kissed Aya's forehead.
"We go to the salon first or have lunch first?"
"To the salon first Mom. I'm not hungry either."
"Ok. if that's it."
The car left the campus.
About 15 minutes into their journey. Both of them entered immediately and were greeted kindly by the employees.
"Mom Alya, Miss Aya." Greet them.
"Call Aya." They only responded to the beautiful girl with a smile.
"Mother please trim my son's hair."
"Good Mom."
"Honey, you're going with her first."
"Bright. Where's mommy going?"
"Mommy's going upstairs for a minute."
"Yes, yeah."
"Let's Miss." Aya nodded and followed the employee.
"Please sit down Miss."
Aya sat herself in the chair while the employee began his work. He did so with a heart of fear of making mistakes with his boss's daughter. Aya looked at the woman's employee's face from the reflection of the glass in front of her.
"It's common to mbak. Don't groggy. I don't eat people." Aya said with a smile.
"Yes Miss."
"Have worked here for a long time?"
"lumayan Miss."
"Oh."
Aya continued to invite him to chat so as not to feel bored.
The employee named Alvi was very enthusiastic to tell stories while Aya only listened while occasionally responding to them.
"It's over, Miss. Miss is very pretty."
He said with a smile hoping that Aya liked the results of his work.
"Thank You Ma'am. I love it." Look at the reflection in the mirror.
"Same as Miss. I'd be happy if you liked it." Honest answer.
"Don't be too formal. Just call Aya. I went to Mommy first. Thanks again." said Aya smiling.
"The same."
"It's beautiful, Rich, Good again." Her mind saw Aya's departure.
"Mom.we go straight home." asked Aya to see her Mommy coming down the stairs.
"Mommy's son is so pretty." Pinched Aya's cheek.
"Shame." said Aya because he noticed the visitors and employees.
"sorry. Excuse me. We went to Mommy's boutique and had lunch there. Um you were wearing a shirt earlier. He said he'd meet at the boutique."
"OK."
"I go home first. Thank you for pulling my son's hair. Don't forget to take a break and have lunch."
"Same with Mom. Heart on the road."
Alvin rushed to the boutique.
"Where is my brother?" ask one of the officers.
"In his room, sir. Want me to drop off?"
"No." replied Alvin briefly and rushed off to his In-laws room.
"Sister" said Alvin while pushing the door quite firmly.
"You're why Vin. Just ngagetin."
"Where's boy?"
"Again prayer. Here's your shirt."
Handing paper bag.
"Where is batik pesen sama kebaya?"
"You're the condo." Alvin answered while sitting on the sofa.
"When?"
"Later malem."
"Who's pizzeria?"
"I'm Om." Answer the new Aya.
Alvin was silent for a moment watching the beautiful girl with shoulder-length hair. Usually already pretty and this time 'Perfect'.
"Om the devil's entry?" aya asked as she flicked her finger in front of Alvin's face.
"No." said Alvin who had just regained consciousness.
"You're getting more beautiful by." He said while pinching both of Aya's cheeks.
"I want to eat."
"Don't eat that. Not healthy."
"Mommy's doing it." while opening the pizza box.
"ga can By."
"Biarin Vin's. Every once in a while."
"Sir brother that is."
"Have you eaten?" ask Aya with a mouth full.
"Not yet."
"You?"
"Booking."
"So she said she wasn't healthy" Mommy said.
"Biarin" said Alvin receiving a bribe from Aya.
"By. Ntar malem temenin Om ya."
"Where?"
"The marriage of people."
"The Vin...Vin. brother thought you were pesen kebaya wanted to invite a girlfriend. The tip of the end invite Aya as well."
"Yes, papa dong."
"Ih males Om."
"Come dong By..." Please Alvin.
"What ends?"
"What do you want?"
Aya seemed to think.
"Bicycle."
"Never have you fallen. Inget ga your head used to bleed that blood."
"That's why I didn't come."
"OK.ok..." Alvin's breakup agreed.
At night Alvin waits for Aya in the living room with the family.
ctak...
The sounds of hills clashing down the stairs. Their views are distorted. Beautiful girl with pastel colored kebaya. Batik skirts with high hemispheres show their legs. The seamless neck is perfectly exposed with a gorgeous diamond necklace perched there. Her hair is neatly arranged with natural make up perfecting her look. "Why should I wear ginian anyway Om?" tanya Aya resuscitated their daydream.
"The beautiful Grandma's granddaughter."
" Beautiful Brother."
"Yes his name is present in the wedding usually clothes so dear?"
"Emang Daddy ever?"
"Remember dong."
"we're leaving first. Night hunt."
"Heart of heart."
"Yes." Yeah."
Alvin stopped his car in a building. His gaze was divided between driving and glancing at Aya.
"Come By." Alvin invites Aya to come inside. All eyes are on both. Exactly to Aya. Alvin embraces Aya's waist and parcels side by side. His gaze was sharp on the man who looked at his hungry girl. Alvin invites Aya to approach his friend to congratulate him.
" Alvin" said Doni, shaking hands with his friend.
"Good Yes." Alvin and Aya greet both brides.
"Thank you for coming. I guess you're busy."
"same. I didn't come to Lo's wedding."
"Who's Vin? It's so pretty." Ask Mia.
"Prospective Balloons." Alvin replied because Aya had no idea what that meant.
"Wih..when did it come?"
"Fastly. Doain is just." Alvin patted Doni on the back.
"Whose name are you? I'm Mia. Alvin's Junior High School first."
"I'm Aya Brother." Welcoming Mia's hand.
They talked long enough and said goodbye to go home.
At midnight, the man had not yet fallen asleep in his bed. After making sure the girl is asleep. His eyes are still faithful staring fixed photos on the screen of his phone. The photo he took after the incident. Complete with kebaya and batik suits attached to both. Alvin's smile. Imagine she will be with her girl at the wedding later. His mind drifted for wishful thinking. Having a small family with the girl he loves. Living together as a husband and wife who complement each other. "Goodbye Balloon Candidate" said Alvin kissing the photo before closing his eyes.