Romance In Makara Orange

A Stitch in Time Saves Nine's

^Solve the problem so as not to get worse later

Vira doesn't know what to wear. Almost all the clothes tried and nothing fit. Vira is confused Mas Cokro will take her where. He just doesn't want to get the wrong costume. When with Kosa, Vira easily wears a casual dress like a student. But it seems that for a Cokro Mas that looks mature can not be so.

Vira remembered two days ago when Mas Cokro came to his house. Although wearing black jeans and plain white shirt but looks semi-formal and mature because matched with casual suit. Never had Vira seen it that cool because during Nepal outfit used the climbers were almost all the same.

“Iiih what the heck, koq so think of his clothes Mas Cokro anyway,” rutuk Vira is upset.

Vira heads to Mirna's room, her only sister who just returned from Bali last night.

“Mir, pinjem shirt dong!”

“Where are you going? Same way Kak Kosa?” ask Mirna.

“Not. Got a nice dress? The semi-formal one is so!”

“Indeed Mirna mbak-mbak pake semi formal. Already have an OSIS shirt, would you like not pinjem?”

“Ish, koq it's all Mir?” t-shirts vira said when she saw the contents of Mirna's closet.

“Pinjem same sister Natha aja, her clothes she saucy all.”

But Natha has not returned home from her research at the halfway house and Vira is reluctant to go into her room or check the contents of her closet. He respects Natha's privacy.

He looked back at the line of clothes hanging in his closet. There are only cardigans and tunics that he often wears to college. Vira then took a black bootcut jeans that were just feet long and then his eyes were pounded on a clear plastic package. Cashmere Pullover, a gift from Mas Cokro.

The pairing of black jeans, light gray pullover, and white hijab results in an elegant, classic monochrome color gradation. Vira smiled looking at herself in the mirror. He looked back at his face that had been given a little touch of make-up. Makes his face brighter.

Suddenly Mirna opened the door and entered just like that. Panting like running.

“Kak Vira, it's there's a nyariin in front. Guys. Very handsome as a movie player,” said Mirna.

“Say wait a minute Mir!” sahut Vira's.

“Wh what the heck, say it yourself,” senggut Mirna showed a slightly annoyed face.

“Kak Vira cheated huh? Have you broken up with Kosa? Koq the way is the same other guy anyway? Is Kak Kosa not angry?” mirna asked him over and over while looking strangely at Vira.

“Apaan anyway, people only menenan doang!”

Vira stepped down towards the living room. It looks there Mama is accompanying Mas Cokro sitting and chatting lightly.

Vira smiled towards Mas Cokro who was looking at her.

“Sorry long wait ya Mas!”

“Newly koq Vir. This is also a new conversation with mama!”

“Live aja yuk Mas!” bring Vira.

“Ma, let's take Vira out first yes!” said mas Cokro farewell with half a bow that was greeted with a nod of Mama.

"Be careful on the road!"

Mama notices Vira walking towards the metallic black sedan car. The man named Cokro opened his car door for Vira.

 

“You are beautiful in that shirt!” said Mas Cokro while driving with a straight forward gaze.

Vira just shut up. Not answering and not smiling even though Vira realized that she did feel beautiful with this pullover.

Mas Cokro drove his car to the inner-city toll road and exited Semanggi and headed to the Hotel Indonesia Roundabout. It turned out that they were heading to one of the big malls located there.

“Mas, not far?” ask Vira

“The place is good. Love Japanese food?”

“Like,” reply Vira.

Mas Cokro took Vira to walk towards the second floor. There was a little queue at the sushi restaurant they were heading to.

“It's okay just wait a minute. It’s worth to wait [no loss]!”

Cokro ordered a lot. Vira is impressed not only with its beautiful interior design. The ceiling with white decoration and Japanese typical bonsai plants are beautifully arranged in the right corner. The appearance of food served is also so artistic to arouse appetite.

The ultimate sashimi menu placed on a wooden shelf gives an interesting impression. Mas Cokro also ordered kaisen salad, salmon avocado roll and special chawan mushi with topping salmon eggs and crab meat. Orders Vira is just a yuzu iced tea that has a Japanese citrus flavor. Cokro itself prefers warm ocha. Their table is full.

“You will eat a lot,” as well as Mas Cokro who makes Vira laugh.

They eat slowly. Enjoy every available meal.

“Barin how?” ask Mas Cokro while sipping his green tea.

“What is how Mas?” Vira asked back

“Your girlfriend,” replied Mas Cokro short.

“Ya so.” Vira seemed reluctant to tell me more about this. Even until now, since the meeting at Vira's house, Kosa had not contacted her yet.

“Why is the ring not worn? Doesn't fit on fingers?”

Vira immediately stopped eating and took out her bag and took out a black box made of satin. He thrust the box towards Mas Cokro.

“Sorry Mas, Vira can't accept this.”

“Why can't it? You wear the clothes that you love. Why not ring?”

“The message is not good Mas. We're just friends. No friend is given such an expensive ring.”

“It's not a proposal or wedding ring. Why should I wait?”

Mas Cokro opened the black satin box and took out a ring with a pattern of a leaf and a diamond. The left hand of Vira and then Mas Cokro pinned the ring on Vira's ring finger.

“Do not return. It's beautiful on your finger.”

Vira fell silent.

“Why? Are you scared of your girlfriend?” ask Mas Cokro slowly.

“Fearless, Vira just appreciates her feelings.”

“If she loves you, she won't curb you let alone scare you.”

“Abang never scared. Vira who is afraid Mas!”

“You're afraid of falling in love with Mas?” tanya Mas Cokro quietly and looked at Vira sharply. Makes Vira quiet.

“Mas Cokro when to return to Surabaya?” ask Vira to switch the conversation.

“Why not answered?” tanya Mas Cokro is a little demanding.

“Mas Cokro will return to Surabaya. Vira is still in college here. We will never see you again. So there is no need to be complicated because there is no relationship,” said Vira asserted.

Mas Cokro was silent. It may be true what Vira said that over time the taste Vira had caused to her would gradually disappear. His busy life in Surabaya, his affairs with the Sasongko family, and also the absence of Vira will erode the taste that began to exist until it disappeared without a trace.

They both continued eating in silence. Vira insists on finishing her food even though her appetite has decreased. Just because Vira is not used to throwing away food.

“Tomorrow Mas returned to Surabaya, the plane was six in the morning,” said Mas Cokro told while they were in the car. Still in the basement parking lot.

“Hopefully smooth travel Mas!”

“Vir.”

“Iya Mas?”

“Can I kiss Vira again? Just to make sure Mas's feeling to Vira.”

“It is better not to Mas,” reject Vira smooth.

“Just this once, and Mas promise afterwards we will part ways well.”

Vira was silent and confused as to what to say.

But Mas Cokro interpreted the silence of Vira as an acceptance.

The body with the fragrance of joy approached Vira. Mas Cokro's lips began to gently sweep over Vira's cheeks then moved slowly towards the corners of her lips. Smear it slowly and then grasp the whole. So soft and deep.

Vira wants to end it immediately but there is a part of him that wants to know the continuation of this taste. Vira replies, clenching her lips with the taste of tobacco she once remembered. But now there is a sweet taste. Vira felt Mas Cokro's breath roaring hot on his face. A roar that was able to burn his body.

Unknowingly, tears trickled down from the corner of Vira's eyes. Down and moisten the cheeks of Mas Cokro who is tightly fused with his cheeks. Mas Cokro removed his lips and then grabbed Vira. Hugged her warmly and gently rubbed the cloth covering Vira's hair.