Romance In Makara Orange

Romance In Makara Orange
It Takes Two to Tango Part 1



“Vira,” cried Kosa who stood up immediately, calling the woman in a milk chocolate veil who had just passed her.


Vira turned towards the voice that called out to her.


“Eh, Sister Kosa. Eating here again? Same friends?” vira asked with a fairly calm expression.


“Eh, this is the same family. Koq can you here Vir? Read my WA?"


“WA? Aduuuh, sorry brother, do not bring the phone, was hurriedly picked up even missed in the room. Why Sis? What's the need, brother?" vira's face was a little regretful.


"Eh, this is a friend of Vira's. This is the one with Mas Dody's mustache and the one with Mas Une's glasses. Kenalin Mas, this is a senior at the Vira Campus, his name is Kosa," continued Vira while introducing them.


Kosa looks a little disappointed that Vira introduced her as a senior and not her lover.


“This is Mas Andri, my brother and my sister Rosma. Mas, Dek, know Vira Kosa's boyfriend,” said Kosa sambal pull Vira's hand.


Mas Andri, Rosma, Mas Dody, and Mas Une were shocked for a moment. Vira was even introduced as such. A little misbehaving.


Mas Une approached and patted Vira on the shoulder.


“Vir, I'm the same Dody wants to go down looking for stuff. Ntar lu samperin just go there but not more than three hours. You won't bring henpon.”


“Sip Mas Une, Mas Dody, Vira followed by another stretch yes!” vira said while linking her thumb with her index finger forming a circle and letting the other three fingers stand. Sign code agree.


Shortly after Mas Une and Mas Dody left, Kosa asked permission to Mas Andri and Rosma to walk with Vira.


“For a while Mas, go first with Vira, later meet in the Cinema aja ya!”


Kosa took Vira's hand and left Mas Andri and Rosma looking at each other, raising eyebrows, and smiling knots.


Kosa grasped tightly onto Vira's fingers, attaching them with her large fingers. They walked down the corridor in silence, setting foot on the escalator that was delivering to the floor below.


With a step not too fast, Kosa set foot with Vira towards one of the local coffee shops that are not too crowded visitors and occupy a corner table attached to the glass with an outside view.


He ordered coffee milk, a habitual drink of Kosa and a warm chocolate that Vira asked for. They were silent for quite a while until the drinks order was delivered by the waitress.


“Cute the same Mas Dody. His house in Bekasi also,” replied Vira who also sipped a warm chocolate.


“Mas Dody who is Vir?” ask Kosa once more while throwing a look outwards.


“Sodara,” reply Vira briefly.


“If Mas Une?”


“Temen.”


“Koq can play it far here? Why not just bekasi? Is Dody his home in Bekasi too? Did you come here with Mas Dody? Koq can you call you behind? What time did you leave?” Kosa flocked Vira with many questions that made Vira's eyes round wide.


“Do Vira have to answer everything Kak Kosa asked that?” Vira breathed. There was no look of annoyance in Vira's eyes, only a slight sense of confusion.


Kosa grabbed Vira's hand and gripped her firmly. “Gue your boyfriend Vir, I want clarity, I want you to honestly tell me everything,” assault Kosa with a slightly raised voice.


“Kayak aja kak, Vira does not say koq. New dating section two days what should the story of all Vira activities to Kak Kosa?”


Sin gasped not expecting Vira to answer that. The release of his hand. Kosa sighed and then sipped her milk coffee which had begun to decrease in warmth. They were silent and did not look at each other.


“Vira made the same agreement with Mas Dody and Mas Une from a week ago Brother," said Vira broke the silence between them.


"His agreement was before Vira was made with Kak Kosa. Why the agreement in Penvil because Mas Une is his home in Bogor and all of you want to take goods in Pejaten, so ask for his meeting here. Mas Dody is Dita's husband, Vira's cousin. Une also has a wife. The one who told Vira to join Mas Dody's motorcycle was also Dita. About henpon Vira really forgot to bring Kak, because again dicas. Vira was picked up at half-ten and last Vira saw, no message or call from Kak Kosa.” Vira explained at length in a calm tone.


Kosa smiled hearing Vira's explanation.


“What event do you have anyway?”


“We want to go to Nepal Sister, want to climb Annapurna. There are five people only two live in Surabaya, later the meeting of Suvarnabhumi, Thailand. Now her contacts are in a chat group. We want coordination, meetings to prepare goods and mentally.”


“Hah, Nepal? Annapurna Tray?” Kosa was shocked beyond hearing Vira's explanation.


The first time Kosa felt that she did not know who Vira really was.