
The woman greeted the princess, her tired face clearly visible as Quensha tried to indulge.
The little girl did not stop saying, like there was something interesting she was talking about with her mother. The woman responded to each sentence of her daughter with a nod and occasionally replied with a gentle caress in the hair of her dearest daughter.
I was envious, and the mother and son looked so loving to each other. A hug ended the princess's ravings, then her mother turned to me, scanning with a flat face. He approached, there was meaning in every look of his that I did not understand.
The woman was right in front of me, our distance was only two steps. His gaze was like judging me, was he angry? His mouth was like he wanted to say something, but not a single word came out.
The woman turned to look at her papa Quensha, a cold demeanor visible between them. I don't really want to know their business. However, my being here, makes me feel guilty.
"I'll take Quensha home" he said.
I left them. No matter what she thinks of me.
I heard Quensha's call.
"See you later, Auntie."
*****
Ting ... incoming WA message
[I picked it up, yeah.]
[Thanks to.]
[White!]
[As far as you]
I closed my phone and focused on work. However, suddenly a deheman sounded right in front of me, then I cradled, there was already a figure of a man dressed in a long-sleeved white shirt with sky blue jeans.
The man stepped onto the sofa and sat there.
"Hurry up the shampoo?"
"I was in front of your boutique."
"Keep why use all WA?"
"Fear not to be taken."
"What do you care about?"
He even chuckles.
"Yeah!"
The music of Ed Sharon's perfect song sounds great in Zafran's car. His musical taste can be too. Hearing each of the lyrics, I smile\-smile myself, if the woman referred to in the lyrics was me, happy.
The car was driving down the highway. Zafran, who drives again, occasionally sings.
"The song is for you."
"G ...."
"I'm the man ...."
Ciiit .. The car stopped suddenly, making me shocked. Zafran rubbed his face, then came out, after a few minutes he came back.
"What's up."
"Thank God."
"Sorry."
We continued on our way back, without anyone talking. This time he seemed more focused.
I prefer to look out, enjoy the atmosphere of the highway filled with various kinds of vehicles, this hour is indeed the time to go home from work, so it is quite jammed.
Zafran turned his car into one of the restaurants, after the car was parked, we went out to the entrance of this restaurant.
After choosing a seat, the waiter approached us, bringing us a menu. However, subconsciously my gaze caught someone not far from our seat, he was looking at me. Seeers ....
"Sari ... What did you order?" Zafran.
"Huh ...."
"What do you order" he repeated.
"Oh .. that, sorry." I nervously opened the menu, but nothing made me taste it because my mind was not on this menu, but somewhere else.
"What's wrong?"
"There's nothing. Same with your order."
"You're sure."
I reply with a nod.
That figure, I can't find it there anymore, I don't have a taste for food. I don't know how many bribes, but obviously my food is still a lot left.
Zafran looked at me in surprise, his face turning sad.
"Did you not like eating with me? Looks like there's something you're thinking." He drank the remaining water in his glass.
"There's actually something I want to say, but you're not ready yet" he continued.
"I'm just tired."
I hope Zafran can't read my lies.
***
"You're home with Zafran?" ask Papa.
"Yes, Pa."
"What's your decision? It's been almost a week, if you refuse, say it! Don't give hope to others."
"Sofia's getting married next week, so we'll take care of your wedding." Suddenly Mama chimed.
"Sorry, Pa, Ma. We'll talk about it again. I'm tired, want to rest first," I said as I passed into the room.
Putting myself on the bed, and staring at the ceiling of the room, two figures appeared there in turn.
Zafran is clear before the eyes, but my heart has not been touched, while he who has already filled my heart. Like a shadow that I can't reach and probably never will.
Oh God, I forgot. There is no better way than to bow down and ask You for guidance.
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