Sincerity Love Vishnu
Chapter 118 Spending Time With You
Yashna tapped on the tip of the white sneaker she wore on the tile surface of a souvenir market that was mostly trinkets. Yup, today he got an order from Queen Julia Kanjeng to accompany Alan to order a wedding souvenir. As time clinks, I don't know how much they spend circling the shops along the street following the outside in the market. It feels tired, and his stomach has now issued a protest asking to be filled again immediately. Yashna groaned bitterly in her heart until her breath was snorted.
“You're not very impatient, anyway?” lontar Alan who crouched beside him, researching beautiful items in the form of key chains in the form of fragrant root webbing. Very thorough until the shape of the eye that is not perfect is not missed from observation.
“I? Wasn't I silent, yes!" Yashna looked at Alan while glaring.
”Yes, that's the problem!“ Alan was no less willing to answer Yashna while upholding his body, facing Yashna who began to hold hands.
”What? Holy hooch! I've been patient since morning till noon—“ Yashna gulped her saliva pissed. ”And this is what! You haven't specified which items you'll order for souvenirs? Oh, my God, so annoying!“
Yashna stepped away, it felt like the tubers were already hot. He felt very upset, holding back from the heartache plus the man tested his patience with the saharian twisting from shop to shop with no results.
”Hei! Wait!“ Alan chased after Yashna with little movement until his hand pulled Yashna's shirt up the sleeve, holding her back from going far.
”What concept? Want to find something how? What price? Oh, Alan sucks!“ It felt like Yashna wanted to do something extreme like wrap Alan's face until his frustration evaporated.
”Ya, it's your own fault you kept quiet from earlier!“
”Yes, why don't you ask!“ yashna's voice is rising.
”How dare I ask if your face from earlier is so scary!“ Alan gritted his teeth.
”Curbs? Did you say that? Never been ku—“
”Wah, like premarital syndrome has started to run, yes,“ comments a shop owner's mothers who are beside them. ”Brawl while taking care of wedding supplies.“ It seems that it is not being mocked, but it is often witnessed how troublesome and dramatic some customers are looking for wedding souvenirs in its stores.
Yashna and Alan turned their eyes around with their faces red. It turned out that their quarrel attracted many shop visitors. Some of them whispered with smiles. Yashna could only sigh, elbow Alan's stomach and walk again in embarrassment. What would they say if he is currently accompanying his ex-girlfriend to look for wedding souvenirs with his ex-girlfriend's future wife?
”Very embarrassing!“ cut it all the way.
”If from earlier you talk, help choose, surely we will quickly finish,“ sneer Alan snorted.
”Ya wrong yourself don't ask my opinion?“ Yashna still won't budge.
”Ya already, you want what kind of goods? Julia has already passed this part of the souvenir to you.“
”Padaku? Just be right!“ Yashna narrowed her eyes as she stopped walking. Now, he observed Alan's appearance from head to toe and shook his head slowly.
”What the fuck? The look in your eyes hints at a crime.“
Yashna laughed in a strangulation, before finally pushing Alan's body away. It felt like his anger could suddenly evaporate with Alan's sometimes out of common sense babble.
”Yes, I'll cut your body, there report your mother, you little boy!“ decak Yashna glanced cynically then walked over again to continue hunting for souvenirs.
Alan just laughed, not continuing his joke. He follows Yashna, who is now looking for some references that Julia might like.
Alan was glued, only nodding in agreement. He can't speak anymore. Loyalty from the corner of Yashna's eyes couldn't lie how she felt. Even though Alan knew that stubbornness would never show weakness. Yeah, something Alan actually wanted for a place to share.
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”Oh, I'm hungry.“ Yashna was sitting in a restaurant with Alan. Open his jacket and fold it and store next to where he sat with his feet.
”Fried steam flour as usual?“
”Hm, connect Professor level,“ Yashna said relax. ”What are you? Cha kale same mushroom?“ timpal Yashna was unconscious.
”Iya.“ Alan smiled with a nod. ”How are we good at frugality when living in Australia, huh?“ alan laughed lightly.
”Yes, the past is sometimes just a painful part to remember.“
”Beautiful is more. Yeah, right?“
Yashna could only stare at Alan's face longer than usual. That's right what the man in front of him said. What was once done together in beauty simply faded away just because of a trivial mismatch.
”Congratulations, yes. I hope you are happy.“ Yashna said that sentence while smiling sincerely.
”You too. What does it mean to be happy if you are not happy yourself.“ Alan returned the smile sincerely.
”Yes, we both should be happy.“
”Just worry about your bride's dress, why even worry about her escort's dress? Basic!“
Alan only smiled knots, gave no response to the remark and chose to head to the booking bench.
Yashna exhaled before finally wrapping her face with one finger. There is nothing to do but just face it. Since childhood he lived in trouble, the hope of the future was empty. Being a pickpocket that ends horribly beaten fellow pickpockets if they do not want to deposit. He's been through it. Dumped from birth, and did not know his parents well. No, Yashna decided to accept whatever it was.
”You deserve a better person, Al,“ his inner self assured.
”I added a few menus,“ said Alan without Yashna knowing how much in front of him.
”Oh, it's up to you. Who paid who,“ grunts Yashna.
”I the treat. Thank you for being with me all day. I'm very helped.“
”I helped Julia, not you. Your confidence is high, Alan!“ elak Yashna with hissing lips.
”Iya, just answer yes, why is it so hard, anyway?“
”Yes, I like to answer what. Ck!“
Alan looked at Yashna's face with a judging look, then shook his head in disbelief. Getting such an attack, Yashna could only respond with a flick of hand as if he was in a rage.
”Iya, yes!“ yashna cried until they both laughed at the same time. They were looking at each other for shame.
They eat like hungry people. Nothing they try to cover up. What is not made up. And that's what Alan always made the initial foundation that after the wedding nothing will change from Yashna. He remained a stubborn ketus and himself who did not retreat despite the difficult road. Optimism that whatever effort is worth a try.
Alan drove Yashna home. There was no rejection because he was sure the woman was tired. Intentionally turning all day aimlessly just to be able to chat and fight more precisely. Something Alan didn't do while the two were still officially dating. Alan prefers to go out with friends, cancelling appointments with Yashna at will. So considering how the swear words of the boy are often thrown at him is not wrong. Now, he will correct his mistake.
”Besok you a—“
”I have an event,“ serobot Yashna fast. He got out of the car with Alan.
”Then night?“
”I slept.“ Yashna stepped onto the terrace and began to reach into her bag to find the house keys. It felt like cursing when the small item was not also found.
”I know that the night you sleep.“
”Ya, already. Why tanya?“ Yashna who had found the key turned her body to face Alan with a long sigh.
”OK, I'm home, yes. Take care of health.“
”No need to give me a look of pity. I will definitely get a better replacement for you.“
”You sure?“
”Iya, as sure as you have also got my replacement,“ replied Yashna reviewing a smile while turning around, opening the door and closing it slowly.
”But, I'm sure, find someone like me hard, Yashna,“ Alan said as he knocked on the door.
One—two—three times Alan knocked on the door of Yashna's house. Four—five—enam—seven.
”One more time you knock on the door, your life drifts!“ yashna shouted from inside. Alan also ran away because the door was open, a long-handled broom was carried by Yashna when she came out of the house.
”Do not cry. I'm just making sure you don't go in the house to cry as much,“ Alan whispered inwardly, walking faster, reaching for his car. I can't wait for that exciting day. He prepared the smallest details. Maybe it will be hell if what he does turns out to be a rejection.
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”Satu—dua—three in the beginning of love introduction (interested each other in the first three seconds of the encounter)
Four—lima—enam somehow ends later (when the nature and differences start to come showing the original)
I hope there will be a number seven—eight—nine, a step towards perfection (when all problems can be faced and survive to this extent)
Now there's only one more thing I have to go through to reach you at the altar. God's blessing is there for us.”
(Kalandra Tama)
