
"Rana, tonight come to my sister's wedding to go to her show at my grandfather's house." Devan sipped his iced tea.
Rana was surprised, this was too sudden. Rana will definitely meet the Devan family. And could Devan and his family be willing to accept a guest like Rana? That is, Rana can not dance, can not wear a dress, can not wear heels. It's embarrassing and it feels weird if Rana looks like a man. Rana can be directly expelled from there and Devan will definitely ilfeel to him.
Looking at the dreamy Rana and the look on his face anxious, Devan waved in front of Rana. "Hey! Wh why? It's in them."
"Ah no. I was just confused what I would make. Hm, if I don't come mad, don't you?"
"can't. You have to come, Ran. Your presence is important to me. I want my family to know who the girl who managed to captivate me. Please come on.." Devan begged, put on a hard look. After all, she must succeed in bringing Rana to her family.
Rana finished eating, she drank her water. All of you think of what a clear reason to reject Devan's invitation is. "Gue's.. I can't dance, Dev." The girl looked down.
Devan's response was unexpected, he laughed out loud. "So that's the problem. Geez I thought what the fuck."
"Gua was afraid I was timid. My whole life I've never dandan."
"Let me tell people to make up-in you later tonight. Her name is Ela's sister, she can come to your house directly."
"Eh, don't do it. No, Dev. There's even ngerepotin lo." Push the Fine Shutter.
Devan remained tight. He always had a way for Rana to still be able to comply with his invitation.
"Again, follow my request, Rana." This time Devan is sure he made it.
Finally, Rana nodded. Make the guy in front of her cheer up. It was as if accepted his declaration of love, but not yet.
The people in the cafeteria were still watching them.
"Udah at one o'clock in the afternoon, kuy came home Ran. But the streets we used to go, yes" said Devan, winking one eye.
Rana throws a tissue at Devan's face. "Najongs. Yes, where are you going?"
"Where is the origin of the princess happy."
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Rana and Devan choose to go to the mall first, Rana who asks for it. They each drive their own motor. Though Devan hopes he hitchhikes Rana, but Rana does not want to leave her motorcycle at school.
"Now choose which clothes you want."
They entered the women's clothing store. Devan tells Rana to choose a dress to go to the wedding. Obviously Rana had already said that he had never dandan. And Devan should understand, Rana's a tomboy. Just look at how it looks everyday.
"Ah bengong again. Long time you kesambet, Ran."
Forced to not want Rana to take the original dress. Then he gave it to the cashier.
"Eh, these are good shoes. Buy yes, don't forget to wear." Devan immediately combined it with the dress earlier, giving it to the cashier without asking for Rana's approval.
Rana's heart melos. Why does Devan seem unfamiliar with Rana? They both knew him very close. Rana does not like to wear it all, even Rana has told Devan how tomboyish she is.
They're out of the store. Continue walking around the mall.
Devan who smiles cheerfully, while Rana who is moody while carrying the groceries earlier.
"Main to the kuy time zone, Ran. I think it'll be exciting. Come on." The man holding Rana's hand, walked towards the place of the game.
Rana smiled forcefully, but she did not want to reveal it too much.
A few hours later, Devan and Rana were finished. Before he actually came out, Devan bought him an ice cream shutter.
Just a nod of the head that Rana gave in response. He said it was up to wherever Rana came from, in fact Devan who always determined the destination. Rana is upset by herself, but harbored.
Arriving at the park, they sat down in the green and clean grass.
"Lo wait here, yeah, I'm buying food for us. Don't run away." Devan's gone.
Rana laughed softly. He thinks Rana's a prisoner, where maybe he escaped. His eyes looked around, a lot of people. The hawker sellers are also neatly lined up. Usually Rana comes here with Radit, spending free time instead of getting bored at home. Ah, again and again whenever Rana and Devan go somewhere, she must remember Radit.
Tired of being silent, Rana opened her phone. He opened the whatsaap app. There were only notifications from the group and a few chats from his basketball team mates congratulating him on today's win. Rana is lazy to open the group when outside as it is today. Maybe he'll read it one by one.
His hand rubbed the screen, opening the story of his contact. His attention was focused on Radit's story two hours ago. Rana opened it immediately.
Radit filmed Septian, Kiki, and Baihaqi karaokean while jogging. Rana could clearly hear Radit laughing happily behind the camera.
Rana's heart was happy to hear that laugh. At least Radit has a friend who can make him happy when Rana is not on his side.
"Radit Fish, I miss you the same lo." Inner Rana spoke.
The guy who often wears the hat has never returned his message since Radit talked about Devan. Rana never thought Radit would be this angry at her.
"Ran, galau mulu lo. Here's food. I buy siomay, batagor, sugarcane juice, and snacks." Devan came and put all his food. Open one by one.
Rana kept her phone. Devan always does whatever makes him happy. Rana should be grateful for that, even though her relationship with Radit is in turmoil.
"Lo still thinks about Radit when I'm here.I'm telling you, don't have to feel empty. Every time I need to be there, I am. Don't ask for it."
"Thank you, Dev."
"Always the answer thanks. But you never asked for anything. "
It's not like Rana won't. Rana once asked Devan for help, but on several occasions the guy always refused on the grounds. Unlike Radit who is ready to be asked for help. After all, Rana never forgot to return the kindness of people to her.
"Lo's not happy with my same path?" asked Devan, guessing. Rana does not show a happy look.
"Happy, Devan. I'm thinking about tonight. Not ready to meet your family."
"Sir papa. The sooner the better. Let's get engaged, you know my family. Haha."
Rana smiled knots then hit Devan's shoulder.
"Aw! Maddened. Energy is like a guy, Ran." Devan grimaced in pain.
"Gue can slam people too. Wanna try?" Rana held Devan's collar, the guy immediately raised his hand a sign of giving up.
"Geez. I don't need to show you I believe too, Ran. Ah can still martial. Don't be so rude." Devan pinched Rana's cheek, while the victim punched Devan's rib softly.
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