Qiara and His Waiting
20. Displacements
"Where am I going to finish college now?" Qiara sent a message through her cell phone.
"I'm in front of you baby" replied the Son.
After reading the message from the Son, Qiara went straight out of the classroom and immediately met the Son. Qiara walked down the campus corridor alone without the company of her two best friends because they were both still chatting with other friends.
After seeing the Son sitting on his motorbike while eating a cilok made Qiara smile.
"Kirain does not like food like this is not healthy" said Qiara while grabbing the cilok that Putra eats and eat it too.
"His son is a lick" replied the Son "Yes rather than waiting around you will mending eat cilok or you prefer me to walk in the campus while looking at the girls".
"Udah yuk road he said to leave" Qiara replied as a manyun.
"You help me finish the house, baby, I'm moving out of the house tomorrow".
"Ok deh".
Along the way Qiara fondly embraced the Son and he still could not believe this could be real. Cold men who always give limits when piggybacking now there are no more restrictions. The man who never made her comfortable every time she complained was now the most comfortable backrest.
Love takes time and patience. People who are always patient in their waiting will definitely get the best. Everyone already has their own path and perhaps this path is best for Qiara. The long way to go before he gets his love.
Arriving at Putra's house or arguably their home later. Looks like a big truck carrying stuff is already there. Some items have been taken down and put into the house.
Qiara was a little confused because there was already a person who moved all of his stuff on what he should do. Maybe Putra just wants Qiara to see that the house can be lived with all the furniture that is complete.
The son also directed the people to put the furniture. While Qiara was just sitting while looking at the Son who directed people to arrange the furniture. While propping up her head Qiara looked smilingly at the Son.
"Honey I can't ask you to buy food for the same drink for people who move goods" Son approached Qiara while stroking Qiara's head.
"Yes in front of the deck".
"OKs".
Qiara passed by and left the house towards the front stall of the cluster.
"Bu ask for rice wrapper 5 equal tea bottle 5 also yes" Qiara told the mother of the food seller.
"For a while, mbk".
Finished buying Qiara's food back to the Son's house and it turned out that all the items were neatly arranged. The house that yesterday only had living room chairs is now complete and full of furniture.
"This sir ate his food first" Qiara handed over the food she bought to one of the people who helped move.
"Oh yes thanks mbak".
Qiara went inside looking for the Son. Qiara looked at the tired-looking Son sitting on the sofa of the family room.
"Pity dear I'm tired huh" Qiara said as she gently stroked the Son's head.
"Not just a little dryness" replied the Son while holding Qiara's hand.
They sat in a sofa side by side. The Son began to look a little spoiled by leaning on Qiara's boat while holding Qiara's small hand. Qiara just smiled at the behavior of her lover who was getting more and more spoiled. The son continued to lean until one of the fathers who helped move in and came home because their work was done.
"My mom said yes, she's done all her work".
"Oh yes sir thank you" replied the Son to get up from his seat and go ahead to thank the others.
