Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Ninety Eight

"Yeah!"

"Where?"

Again Nevan pulled Gantari's hand as if heading out of the house. Just like before, Nevan opens the car door for Gantari and asks her to come in. The difference, this time Gantari did not comply. It is impolite to go home without saying goodbye to the first visit at the home of prospective in-laws. Uhuk!

"We go home first. It's not good to disturb parents with fun."

Gantari. Nevan's ambiguous explanation was enough to be the reason for his opinion and getting into the car. Nevan chuckles, then comes in.

"There are those who say, blessing is harder than missing," Nevan said on the sidelines driving a car.

Gantari scrunched her forehead. "You mean, this isn't possible?"

Seeing Gantari's disappointed face, Nevan couldn't bear to not laugh. He stretched out his hand to rub Gantari's hair for a while, then said, "No, dear. When you see the green light in front of your eyes."

Gantari did not understand the answer Nevan gave, but he chose to remain silent. It may be true if blessing is heavier than longing.

"Today you didn't work?" ask Gantari suddenly.

Nevan just glanced at Gantari, did not dare to turn his head, then fiddled with the radio channel looking for a broadcast that had no direction and purpose.

"Dion?"

"Hm?"

Gantari sighed, then held off Nevan's hand movements from the alibi-seeking action.

"I just got back from Jogja, Dihyan."

"Continue, how are you doing there?"

Nevan smiled looking guilty. "Udah in-handle Fikri."

"Dion."

"Everything is safe, really. Just monitoring it. Let Fikri learn to be independent."

"For a long time you can make Fikri die standing."

Instead of being concerned, Nevan burst into laughter.

Meanwhile, in Jogjakarta there is a disheveled young man who is ruffling his own hair frustrations while pressing the speaker picture in the WhatsApp application. He wants to send a voice note to someone because he can no longer even just to type a short message.

"NEVAN! LOE GOTTA GIVE ME A DOUBLE BONUS THIS MONTH!"

The matted young man was Fikri Pradana.

***

"But I want you. Space Wardana."

Stunned space. He watched the girl in front of him for a long time. As if to convince himself, if the girl is really conscious instead of dreaming.

A girl who he initially deliberately presented to smooth his relationship with Gantari. A girl who irritated him for his spoiled and stuttering nature and that girl, Shanessa, liked him?

It's insanity.

"You ... sick?" That's the response Space gives. The response that made Shanessa still flinch at him.

"I'm serious."

Space laughed so hard. He twisted his body, then turned to look at Shanessa again.

"Don't joke, Miss."

"I repeat again. I'm serious."

This time the sky did not laugh. He looked at Shanessa from top to bottom with a look of disdain.

"CEO fell in love with his secretary?" Space snorted, then continued, "You think this is a novel?"

"It's not the CEO who falls for his secretary, it's the intern who falls for the CEO" Shanessa said.

"You know for sure, if there's another woman I like."

"I know for sure that's not love."

"Shanessa!" Angkasa. He pointed at Shanessa's face with glittering eyes.

"Don't try to read me!" Space warned. He opened the car door and intended to enter, but Shanessa again made a sound.

"When do you want to close yourself? You need someone. You need trust and I'm here willing to trust you."

Space slammed the door of his car, then approached Shanessa. It was so close that Shanessa could feel the breath of Space.

"good. Prepare to be the girlfriend of an Angkasa. You will feel the sensation," sizzled Angkasa right in Shanessa's ear, until Shanessa felt her hair bristling. Then, Angkasa turned his body and entered the car, then drove his car to leave Shanessa alone.

On her first birthday, Shanessa was left alone. You crazy space!

***

"I make coffee, yes," said Gantari when he entered the house. Just as Gantari was about to step into the kitchen, Nevan reminded.

"One cup, yes!"

Gantari sneering. One cup, out of Nevan alone, and what did he drink? However, Gantari did not argue. He continued his steps.

In between his activities brewing coffee, Gantari felt the house felt too quiet. Nevan's tumbens didn't talk to her. Is it possible that Nevan fell asleep?

Gantari sped up his pace and circulated the look for Nevan's whereabouts.

"Dion?"

There's no answer.

Really sleep, but where?

Gantari suspects somewhere. Room! Gantari hurried to her room after putting the mug that was still puffing thin smoke onto the table. Yeah, true! Nevan was there sitting behind him on the carpet.

"Dion, you're not polite!"

Nevan turned her head for a while, then replied with a barely muttering voice. "Replacement. You came into my room."

Gantari snorted, wanted to protest. However, his attention was distracted at Nevan who looked solemnly lowered his head. Get off the road and try to steal see what Nevan is doing. Instantly his eyes were wide.

"Good, Dion!"

Gantari forcibly seizes an old-fashioned cell phone that became the center of Nevan's attention from earlier. Then, hide it behind the body. Nevan turned her sitting position to face Gantari who was standing clumsy, then a grin appeared on her lips.

"You still have that HP?"

"Why? This is a gift for me."

Yes, Nevan's first gift for Gantari's birthday was at their wedding.

"The battery pack is full? it's not made anymore."

"What the hell, Dion?"

Nevan squinted her eyes, ready to interrogate.

"Every night you look at our old photos, huh?"

"No idea ah!" Gantari stomped her legs irritated, then twisted the body to leave the room. However, Nevan retracted his hand, until Gantari sat down on the carpet and swiftly embraced Nevan from behind.

"I once thought that feeling was lost to you."

Gantari was silent with a stiffened body, until Nevan focused his chin on Gantari's shoulder, then tightened his arms.

"Thank you for loving me so deeply because .. I did too."

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If : Bonus, again. Careful still says less 👀