Short Stories Romance

Short Stories Romance
OH MY NAVEEN



“Sial! Strike again! Where is almost late.”


This morning was so annoying for me, how not. Last night my relationship with Arlan broke up and the car broke down.


“Why car, Tan?” ask a man.


I looked up, almost got my head on the hood. Heleh, still a high school boy apparently.


“Bog!” my ketus is still carried away last night.


“You want me to help you not?” ask while exhaling cigarette smoke.


“If you don't want to help mending you unplug there!” eject me.


He chuckles, “Jan gets angry, Tan. Later cepet old!” the leadek that's getting me upset. “Here I help,” he continued while throwing cigarette butts.


The rancid began to check the car engine. Not long after he told me to try to install the car.


A greng!


The car engine is back on. I rushed down from the car.


“Thank’s, yes?” I said while smiling.


“Gak free!” the answer that made my eyes round.


All guys are the same!


“You you what?” just pissed.


“Where is the phone number Auntie?” the door while raising his hand.


“Mode!”


“Biarin, where?”


The boy was still holding his hand, I mentioned my phone number and he checked it.


“Haha ... My aunt lied to me, huh?”


Damnit damnit! Turns out he knew that I gave him the original phone number. I had to give my cell phone number to this guy in high school uniform.


“Thank’s, Auntie!” he said and left.


I drove the car at high speed. Hearts who are upset about breaking up last night plus early in the morning asked for a mobile number by a rancid boy.


“Sial! fuckin' hell! shit!” I screamed from the car while hitting the steering wheel.


Finally I reached the office, with my lips tapered past the desks of my co-workers.


“Tuh, Hanna why?” I heard them talking about me.


I keep car keys and bags on the desk. Not long after, Meli approached.


“Lu why, Han?” asked my best friend Meli at the office.


“Gue cut off Arlan!” I hugged Meli and cried in her arms.


Meli tried to calm me down. We finally spoke from heart to heart.


***


Not felt, the office clock was over I rushed to put the phone in the bag and took the car keys.


Ddrrr!


Mobile vibrates. I pulled out my phone again and read a message from an unknown number.


[Tan, pick me up!]


[So, you who?] reply brief.


[It's me, Naveen who broke Auntie's car when it broke down. I share the location, do not accept rejection!]


“Dih, this son songong really! How dare you tell me, you snot boy!”


Meli smiled and approached.


“Lu why else, Han?” ask Meli with a smile.


I finally told you about what happened to me today. About Naveen the shitty high school boy.


“Hahaha ... Don't be fierce, later you love her again,” Meli ledek.


“Cihh! Amit-amit I love equally in droves!”


“Right now, tomorrow OH MY NAVEEN!” ledek Meli is becoming.


Drive the car to a place that has been shared by a boy named Naveen. He was waiting in front of the school gate. I pulled the car over. He opened the car door without excuse.


“For so long, Tan?”


I braked the car when I saw Arlan making out with another woman. It was unexpected, Arlan moved on so quickly. I don't feel my tears dripping. Shocked again, suddenly the boy's arm wiped the water that had fallen on his cheek.


I pecked as the boy's arm gently rubbed the tears on the cheek. I don't know, my annoyance at him just disappeared.


Nope, no! When do I like the same? I threw away the wishful thinking that was in my heart.


***


My relationship with Naveen is getting closer. I don't know, I'm comfortable with his never-restrictive attitude. Unlike Arlan who is too possessive.


The little cares Naveen gave me could melt my heart. In fact, one day Naveen once expressed his feelings for me.


.


To the office with a cheerful face and a smile fluffing on these lips. Feeling a new atmosphere when close to Naveen, even though we are not lovers.


“Happy really cake?” asked Meli who approached my desk.


I just smiled at him.


“Gue tau, you reverse again yes, same Arlan?”


“Only, amit-amit!”


“Then?” Meli squinted.


“There's!” my answer hanging makes Meli more curious.


Ddrrtts!


The phone vibrated, I quickly touched the phone screen and read a message from Naveen.


[Meet me at the moon cafe after work! Reply, come straight away!]


What was so annoying now feels good. In fact, I was waiting for a message from him.


Nope, no. When I loved leaning? My age with him is seven years.


Departing to the Moon Cafe to meet a little boy who can make me happy.


Naveen is still wearing his High School uniform. He sat with his cell phone in his hand and waved when he saw me at the door.


“Sit,” the door.


“What do you want to order?” the tanyanya became so sweet. Uh, isn't it wrong that he called you? Auntie Maybe.


“Orange juice aja.”


Suddenly Naveen clasped my hand. The look in his eyes can make the heart calm.


“Han, from the beginning I loved you. Please give me a chance to prove my love to you.”


The deg!


The thump in the chest is getting tighter. I don't know why the body feels hot cold to answer what I think. On the one hand, I was calm with him. On the other hand, I feel that with our age we are quite far away.


“But, our age --”


“Ck! Age again. Age does not guarantee maturity! Pliss, give me a chance to prove my love to you!” he said with a sharp eye.


Silent.


“Esok I will prove that my age can be older than you!” said Naveen who knows what he means.


***


As usual, I went to the office. Wear a salem shirt and a short knee-length skirt. Surfing in a red car.


I keep the car keys on the table and then sit in the chair. Not long ago Meli came.


“Han, anyone wants to meet you,” Meli said.


“Who?”


Suddenly a man wearing a torn shirt with a slim fit suit, trousers and shiny pantofel shoes came up to me. He looks mature.


“Han, I can't mince words. I want to prove that I really love you. Here, I bring proof that my age started today is older than you!”


Naveen gave me his ID.


“What is this?” my many.


“Look at it. You read it carefully,” the door.


OMG! It turns out that Naveen ID card's birth year was replaced older than me using a pen.


Oh my Naveen, should I accept your love?