The Blooming Lotus

Trying to Relax

In the cinema Wenie was sitting on Anton's side restlessly, there was a sense of unease surrounding her heart. Moreover, seeing the attitude of Anton who treated her sweetly.

He was always soft-spoken, willing to queue at the food counter to buy snacks, clean the stool before they sit down, also riding his motor sport slowly since they left earlier, he said, also now when you want to go home as if you do not want to hurry to the destination.

It felt like he was screaming in Anton's ears back then but he still used his sane brain not to be rude to others.

Buruan anyway, Ton. Intentionally really driving gini plan, is it night too? Aaarrrghh, he was anxious in his heart, but still try to be patient.

"Wen," call Anton to break the silence while focusing on driving.

"Yes?" said Wenie.

"Kok diem the hell you from earlier?," he asked idly. "Have you peed?"

"Brih ... What the hell, Ton. No, what's the matter?" Wenie replied with a slight smile. It works, it's dong, Anton thought.

"Yes, your face is so big ... Just plain dong," he said, trying to melt the atmosphere.

"Oh, this is also the most common times ah. Very good of you, Ton," Wenie tried to respond with a slight smile.

"May ..."

"What?"

"Hmm, you don't want to be my girlfriend?" he hesitated a little. Huuuft, said yes, Wen. Just this once. Don't turn me down again please, Anton prayed inwardly.

"Should you answer now?" Wenie asked back after being silent for a few seconds.

"It's better" he answered. "I hope you want to. This is the third time, I shot you" Anton said quickly.

Wenie sounded a bit long. "Sorry, Ton. My answer is still the same, we can only be friends. From the beginning, I said that."

Anton grieved in front of him, while Wenie cast a glance everywhere trying to shift her own grotesque, slightly unwell.

"Why the hell, Wen," she hasn't given up. "Can't you give me a chance to be more than friends?" staring at the rearview mirror trying to look at Wenie.

"Sorry I can't, Ton. From the beginning I was just looking for friends, not going out" he replied carefully.

Anton speechless.

"Once again I'm sorry. I'm comfortable we're just friends, nothing more."

You're weird, Ton. Shoot girls while riding a motorcycle? Horrified, right if you are angry, do not accept, continue speeding while bringing me gini? wenie was secretly worried.

Actually Anton is a good man in every way. His appearance is always neat, humorous, likes culinary, already has his own business, and from the family is quite located.

But of course no human is perfect. Anton's perfume is too fragrant and also a little flirtatious, probably because its overly friendly nature makes it look like a playboy. Just thinking about it Wenie was lazy, reminding her of someone who had long since passed by.

Throughout the rest of the trip was spent with chatter circling, until finally they arrived in front of the fence of Wenie boarding house.

Yeah, just up to the front door. It's late, the boarding house definitely won't allow guests to visit past eleven. About twenty minutes to eleven o'clock tonight.

He immediately got off the bat, "Thank you for the treat, Ton."

"Together" said Anton with a sweet smile. "Next time can we watch together again, Wen?" it's still an effort.

"Hmm, I can't promise ya, Ton," Wenie gave a regretful look. "I came home from work all night and had almost no vacation. I also need to rest," he reasoned.

"Hmm, yes already then," Anton sighed still wanting to linger a little while longer. "But if you have a quick chat time I am," he bargained not despair.

Wenie just nodded slowly, she started to be lazy and felt tired. "It's late, Ton. I went in first yeah, almost eleven. Not good with mom," he said.

"Yes, I said yes. Don't forget to wash your feet and brush your teeth before going to bed, "the message while starting the motor and passing accompanied by a small nod from Wenie.

"Yes, be careful on the road," waved happily. Wenie immediately entered the house with a feeling of relief.

It rises to the top floor through a side staircase where there are five boarding rooms facing two bathrooms and a laundry room that is also a place where children can relax.

Then he went to the bathroom and cleaned before going to bed as usual (and also Anton's message earlier) he said to himself.

After finishing he came out of the bathroom and passed Iin the occupant of the room next door. "Hi, In. You just got home?"

"Yes, Wen. You from earlier?" answer me while asking back.

"No, I just arrived too. Keep washing your feet immediately, afraid of convulsions," whispered Wenie.

"Gahaha ... There's-there's just you, Wen. Are you a baby? Or through your grave, huh?"

"So. After being piggybacked the same guard the grave," he said with a bitter nosebleed that made his friend chuckle.

"Don't that ah, you have a crush again?" the god was amused, Iin understood who Wenie meant earlier.

"Hopefully, not in .."

"Alaa, you are .."

He thinks Anton is pretty good looking, a lot of money, and who must have a cool bike. Do not be shy if invited to the road or condangan, so his opinion always. Wenie sometimes becomes dizzy herself if she confides with him, not getting a solution instead so everywhere deh. Hadeeh ...

"Keep, what did you bring from the outside?" ask Iin again. " Anybody get bitten?"

"Nothing," Wenie replied. "I ate just like him. Have you not eaten yet?"

"Doooh, this girl is. Very stiff, bring martabak cake or kebab so, the weekly night time home breezed?" ledek Iin circus. Not like the person does not mean not bring souvenirs, thought Iin matre.

"Ah you mah, In. His teaching did not really become temen," Wenie's lips held back a smile. "I can't do that, pity him."

Iin twisting eyeballs, lazy debate.

"You want me to find a snack ahead of you?" said Wenie. "So siomay mang Unang is still selling I see, Ade's tea shop is still open."

"Yes already, anterin yuk," Iin replied after thinking for a while. "I'm still hungry ..."

"Yes, yes ..."

Wenie laughed at Iin's expression. He knows very well the habits of his boarding friends this one, likes to eat and gossip. A habit that is almost certainly inherent in every woman.

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Kira2 here there is not like that, gangs ... nolak people but nerima food to take home. Hahaa .. sadistic yes