Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus
Part 8's
Running and running, as far as possible to avoid anarchy that has become increasingly uncontrollable, down the narrow alleys, the muddy aisles they do not care, in their minds only run as far as possible.
hahh....
The breath of the two, the sweat wetting their uniforms, feeling far enough from the noise, they stopped their run under the acacia tree, not far from where they rest their tired bodies after a marathon without gifts, there is a grocery store.
The young man asked permission to buy mineral water for them, mineral water given his friend was accidentally wasted while running.
"Wait here, I'll buy a drink at the stall." The girl who was still gasping with a frightened face could only nod.
"Drink first," the young man returned with two bottles of mineral water, a packet of bread as a stomach booster.
He stared at the young man sitting cross-legged before him, opened the seal of the mineral water lid and gave it to him. There was sincerity from the depths of the black bead belonging to the helper, a sincere smile imprinted on her sweet face.
With trembling hands received a bottle of mineral water, while saying, "Thank you."
"Sama-sama, I am Marko," replied the young man named Marko as he reached out as a sign of introduction.
"I'm sorry to scare you, I went to school at STM Merdeka, the outomotive department was just looking there, if you're afraid I'll do something bad to you" Marko pulled out his outstretched hand and explained.
Still in a relaxed style Marko enjoyed the bread and drinking water remaining half, his eyes could not be separated from the girl who was enjoying the bread as well while looking down.
"O yes, which area is your home? I'll drop you later, if your fatigue is gone," again the voice of the young man in high postures broke the silence between them.
"My house in Menteng," finally for the second time there was a sweet voice of a beautiful girl according to Marko.
"Okay, I'll drop you off, finish the bread and drink it."
"Well, thank you in advance for helping me," softened the voice of the braided girl but already painted a smile on her father's face.
"Sama-sama, you've apologized twice."
"But you saved me."
"I'll also run from there, I happen to see you who are confused to run in the wrong direction, yes already, this conscience reflex moves you, just like that" Marko tried to explain, saying, so that the girl who turns dimpled when smiling does not feel shy and misunderstood.
He stared at the young man who had taken him to run and save his life, it did not look like a bad person, the look of sincerity radiated from the sharp eyes.
"I am handsome, do not be seen, can fall in love later," chuckled the young man had dared to tease the girl who had not introduced her name with jokes.
"Ish, what the hell, really, really," said the girl with lips forward a few inches.
"Ceile, if you make it more beautiful, it turns out," increasingly laughs loosely when successfully tempting beautiful creatures that increasingly make him fall in love.
"Nyebelin, let's anter go home," he said to cover up his embarrassment to the young man who turned out to be handsome when viewed carefully.
"Are you sure you want to go home? don't want to be the same as me? kangen lo," teased Marko again while helping the girl stand up.
The eyes of the ayu girl were round, when hearing the words of the young man whose band had been released to wipe the sweat on his beautiful face earlier, Marko actually chuckled happily to have succeeded in teasing the braid girl.
Walking hand in hand along the streets of the village that feels foreign to the girl who has not even turned 17 years old, he just tailed the young man who did not want to take off his hand.
"Ko..."
"Yes, what's wrong?" Marko stopped his steps and turned his head towards the source of the sound.
"I'm sorry, I'm tired" said an honest girl who apparently never walked far.
The young man with a sharp nose immediately squatted down, then said, "Let me carry."
"But..," looks of doubt on the girl's tired face.
"Come, it's late in the afternoon, your parents will be worried" Marko tried to give understanding to the girl.
"Strong grip, afraid you're falling."
"Yes-thank you, yes, it has helped me a lot," said the girl close to Marko's ear, it succeeded in making her heartbeat beat faster.
"L-yes, it's our duty to help each other."
A pair of human children who began to feel the vibrations in their hearts, busy with their own thoughts, until they arrived at the taxi base, Marko drove the braid girl to the house accompanied by silence.
"Ko," came the voice of the braid maiden calling out to the young man sitting next to her.
"Hmm."
"Thank you, yeah."
"You've said it more than twice, don't think too much, girl braided," said Marko firmly so that the girl next to him does not continue to thank him.
"My name is Marwah, just call a girl braiding," the little lips of the girl who turns out to be named Marwah pursed.
"You didn't tell me your name from earlier."
"His name is not."
"The name of the acquaintance called the name, he did not want to call his name, yes already call the girl braided."
"Marwah, Ko, Marwah, uh nyebelin." Marko's burly arm pinched.
"Switch..duuh..., sick tofu, pretty-beautiful kejem." Marko rubbed his arm that felt sore.
"Eh...sorry, it hurts?" with a face of guilt Marwah rubbed his former actions slowly.
Seeing the girl next to him so worried about his true state was okay, his ignorant nature instantly relapsed, a smrik smile imprinted on the corner of his lips.
"Yes, badget pain," the face of pain was shown by the handsome young man, in his heart when he chuckled at Marwah's innocence.
"Geez, how to be bruised gini, feeling not very fast lo, to the hospital huh?" , panic clearly visible on Marwah's face.
"Eh, no need, just a gini wound, the compress is also gone, calm down," surprised Marko with the proposal of a beautiful girl, who looks worried about him.
"So really, is it okay?"
"Yes, it's okay, that guy can't be soft, must be strong, so he can protect you."
"Oh, what a dreadful thing." Marwah's finely groomed cheeks meet red.
Not feeling their journey has entered the residential residence Marwah, luxury houses lined up neatly, making Marko amazed by the layout of housing that is inhabited by businessmen and officials.
"Sir, no 10 yes" Marwah told the taxi driver they were riding.
"Non good."
The taxi stopped right in front of the high fenced house, with a large gate, they both got off the taxi, Marwah asked the taxi driver to wait for a while, he was approaching the security guard post and seemed to be borrowing money from his housekeeper.
After paying for the argo of the taxi they were riding, Marwah invited Marko into the house, a young man who was accustomed to living with simplicity, so admiring the architecture of the building that stands majestically with two floors, a large courtyard with a well-appointed garden.
Unaware of the footsteps of the young man who always looked at his teeth when he smiled, down the garden filled with various types of plants and various flowers.
"Hey...are you ready?" , heard a voice that was enough to make Marko surprised.
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who said hello to Marko? wait for the next episode.
