Secret MatchSecret Mate

Fellowship

Aska looked fine in the eyes of everyone who was in the cafe. Ken's been trying to contact Orange. But there was no reply from the woman. He was really curious about what had happened between Orange and Aska.

"No, Aska janga is there any relationship, huh?" Ken was very curious to know what kind of relationship his best friend had with one of the employees in this cafe.

"Where the cave knows. The cave is not Denny Sumargo," said Juno who is still focused on the rectangular screen in front of him.

"Kok Denny Sumargo," Ken replied confusedly.

"The kayak mama Loreng is loh," said Juno again. Ken gaped at Juno's words. "Denny Drakor, Dono!" furious Ken.

"Cave name Juno, open Dono," Juno replied. He is still focusing on the laptop screen.

The person they were both talking about had already entered the room. Ken threw a small paper towards Juno. Juno clucked in annoyance and he understood the code of his koplat friend. However, Juno did not want to interfere in Aska's personal matters. Let it be the secret of Aska as well as of Orange.

Nothing suspicious about Aska. His face looked ordinary as if he had nothing to save.

"Sa-"

"Time to work is not huddle," cut Aska. Juno only boasted a smile hearing Aska's words which were able to make Ken snort in annoyance.

In a boarding house, a woman was already sitting on a mattress by slapping her face on both knees. She was crying, she was sobbing. How good Aska was to him, even though he had hurt Aska slowly.

When in the park ...

"If you love me . let me fight to make you happy. But if you don't love me. Let me go. Bury all our memories alone."

Aska said with full honesty as well as sincerity. As if he was able to accept all the decisions that would be Orange to determine. Unlike the orange which is just silent. He could not answer what Aska said.

Unable to see the orange constantly shed tears, Aska ventured to hold the hand of Orange with eyes full of love. There was no rejection from the Orange, but the look in the eyes of the Orange showed deep sadness.

"I need your answer." The orange shook with tears that came back. Aska's thumb wiped away the tears that had soaked the face of the woman in front of her. He was still able to smile with his hands still on his smooth orange cheeks.

"I just want honesty that comes from your heart." A man who is very patient and increasingly makes Orange stricken with guilt. Highlight Aska's eyes seemed to force Orange to come clean.

"I-i ...."

Aska immediately hugged the body of the orange because it did not have the heart. He knew the orange could not answer him. Aska tried to give her the warmest hug she had. That's where the cry of the Orange increasingly broke.

It is undeniable that he is comfortable with Aska from the gray-white period to the present. However, he remembered the late mother's words about caste. He does not want to be the same fate as his mother. He just wants to be happy, a very simple desire that has not been fulfilled until now.

"I love my brother, but ... Can we be friends now?" Hearing Orange's words, Aska unraveled her embrace.

"You doubt?" ask Aska while staring at the sad nektra of Orange.

Orange just remained silent. His heart did not hesitate, but he doubted the Aska family. Will his family be able to accept it?

"Give me some time" pinta Orange.

A smile Aska gave. He gently rubbed his orange hair. He will never force. At least, he already knew what kind of true orange feeling he had. Aska took off the necklace she used. He put the necklace on the neck of an orange.

"Hopefully this ring can make you sure of how you feel about me." Aska's hand held the ring that became the pendant of the necklace with her nano eyes. The ring rejected by the orange.

"Hopefully I can put this ring on your ring finger" Aska said, smiling bitterly.

"I'm sorry." Aska shook her head, her eyes were now staring at the beautiful nektra belonging to Orange. "There's nothing wrong with this. Only time is not on the side."

No more words were spoken from Aska's lips. He stood up and grabbed the shoulders of the Orange to stand up as well. "You're home, yeah. You rest so that your bones recover quickly." What is Aska's heart made of? He was still sweet and kind to the orange. Though Jingga is very sure, the mood of Aska is not fine because of her speech.

Without waiting for an answer from the Aska Orange brought the Orange out of the park and called a collating ojek not far from the park.

"You ride this motorcycle, yeah. Keep resting." Orange nodded and Aska gently rubbed the hair of the woman she loved so much.

"Bang, don't fuck this girl. Brother look in the rear-view mirror," whispered Aska to the gatherer. The eyes of Abang ojek also widened, from a distance many people with a stocky body who stared at the motorbike.

"They're the bodyguards who will follow Brother's motorbike to the destination." The ojek brother quickly nodded. This man beside her did not seem to be a careless person. Evidently, he had a lot of bodyguards.

That's how the bouncer is.

Aska waved her hand as the motorbike riding on the orange moved away. He smiled wryly at what he had to accept right now.

"Is there a genuine friendship between a man and a woman?"

#off.

"Mother ...."

When she was like this, she could only call her mother. He is really fragile right now. He was also confused as to how. Should he lie to his heart? Hurt himself again and again.

"If, I keep pretending ... when am I happy?" lirih Orange.

The fate of a person has been written by the almighty. However, man can also change his destiny by trying to pray.

Ghattan Askara Wiguna, a man who is able to captivate the heart of Orange. Men who sacrificed a lot for him when they were in school. The man who always wanted to make her happy. Trying to obey what he wants, even though he has to hide because Aska is a famous man in school.

The fate of a playboy is now turning into a sad boy, very sad. However, Aska was able to cover it perfectly. His smile continued to crack, even though his heart was broken. Aska is a very good pendrama.

He went to the minimarket just to buy cigarettes with low nicotine content. Aska is not a smoker, nor a drinker like a metropolitan child. He needs a cigarette when he feels tired of reality.

He smoked that cigarette deep, then he threw it away. He was in a park bench that had been sitting on the orange.

"Friends," muttered Aska while smiling faintly. "Our friendship will never go smoothly because I am not sincere friends with you" he murmured.

"I love you very much, Orange." The words were very slow and painful.

The moon and the stars bear witness to how hurt this man was. Aska engrossed in smoking cigarettes because for him every cigarette smoke that comes out of his mouth will bring away the shock that is in his heart.

"You want to add more?" A pack of cigarettes that Aska used to buy is now in front of him. He also looked up ....

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Finally ....

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