The Destiny 41
Temptation from Tiara
“What's so good about playing that game?” ask Tiara.
Diaz is currently with Tiara–juniornya– for the benefit of the Alternative Dispute Resolution course. The lecturer, Tisa Sembiring's mother assigned each group - consisting of five people - to make papers on international cases
handled by international arbitration institutions. For this reason, because of a group of people, Diaz invited Tiara to a cafe near the campus gate to look for her data, especially
case again. Diaz had no other choice. In Tisa's mother's class, only a few
the only students he recognized could be counted on five fingers, one of which was Tiara who was a member of his group; while for the other three members, Diaz felt alien.
“Eee…. Well anyway delicious deh...” replied Diaz just like that, while removing the headset. Diaz immediately closed the Point Blank he was busy playing, he said,
upon seeing the arrival of Tiara which was quite sudden.
“Eh Tiara,” greet Diaz while moving quickly clicking her internet browser. Display
on screen–like most other computer monitors–alah Google. “Then we look for the case. Uh but what case is yah?”
Tiara giggles. “Casual a time, Yaz. Anyway, about the game just now, I suddenly became
remembering something,” Suddenly Tiara smiled mysteriously at Diaz. That makes Diaz so
scratching his head and gulping saliva.
“Reviews about what?” I don't know why Diaz is investigating this. Though
investigating the Tiara's little secret is tantamount to creating new problems in
his love life with Maria. Diaz began spitting gasoline into the small fire, and,
it seems.
“It happened when I was 4th grade SD. It was my first time, my friend
make a Playstation rental on the terrace of the house. Just a small rental doang. PS only has five. But it was enough to make the house so the arrival of children who are the same age as me, there are even older ones. Well one time, I was told to bokap to keep the rental, and I also happened to meet a boy who was so focused on playing PS. He is not affected at all by the rental ramen and remains engrossed in his favorite game. If not wrong, the Medal of
Honor his name.” Tiara story.
“Wah same as me dong, yeah? I also used to love playing that game,” timpal Diaz.
Even Diaz is pouring more and more gasoline into the fire again. Tiara smiled, which was again a mysterious smile. Tiara then goes on to tell Diaz her childhood story, if she doesn't have a hidden agenda.
“Continue, strangely again, the boy was playing by himself more often. Well but it's natural too
hell. Most other kids prefer to play Winning Eleven, Smackdown, Grand
Turismo, or CTR, which can be played both.”
When Tiara mentioned the names of the games, Diaz felt nostalgic. Moreover, it used to have a playstation, before it was sold when he was SD,
because his father was kicked out of his old office. Fortunately, five months later,
diaz's father was already accepted into the other office with a better salary.
“Because of that, I so pay attention to the child, let alone his child as well
handsome, really. Then one day, I approached him. I asked, ‘What's so good about playing games
that?’”
“Then answer to me–sambut nyodorin stick PS, ‘Try deh,’ Without thinking long, I take the stick directly. He continued to say also to me, ‘Lagian, your papa right who has this rental business, the hell time you do not like playing PS?’ while frowning his forehead. Maybe he was confused times, why the son of PS rental owners, even like that?!” Tiara giggled with mystery.
Suddenly, Diaz felt like someone was dousing hot water–or something elsewhich made her recall a small memory in her brain. “Eh a minute, Ra. Is your story like my childhood story? In the past I was in 4th grade SD, in the complex I live, there is a new PS rental built. Oya, where do you live anyway? Lu is also the son of Tangerang, right?”
“Living at Alam Sutera.”
“Ooh... I guess in Giri Loka Park as well..” said Diaz. “Eh but how can the story look so well? Oya, if you may know, do not know the name of the boy?” Stupid diaz.
Unknowingly, he instead urges Tiara to say that Diaz is the boy who
anti-social and is the first love of the long-haired girl.
Tiara blushed her cheeks. “Eh, mending we find the case. Why even
discuss my childhood?” tiara said to distract what she herself created.
“Eh why are you so misbehaved anyway? Ordinary time,” said Diaz nyengir. It's ticklish
seeing Tiara's misconduct just now.
“If my childhood anyway, as I remember too, the girl is usually called Aling the same papa. His son is pretty cute.” Tiara could not believe what she had heard. His eyes widened suddenly.
“Regularly times.” Diaz grinned, simultaneously frowning her forehead. “But what don't-
don't..”
Suddenly Tiara's heart was racing.
“Ah, but not possible either. Lu his home in Alam Sutera, me-and that cute girl-staying in Giri Loka,” Diaz brushed off his initial notion.
“Eh ta-but I used to live there too, before finally moving to Bali
SD pass time,” said Tiara, as if he did not want to let go of the golden opportunity to escape
from her. “And new SMA, back again to Tangerang.”
Diaz frowned even more. “Continue referring to you? You want to say, girl
that...” Diaz is a bit hesitant to continue his words. “...lu himself?”
“I-iya,” Tiara replied, with cold sweat beginning to pour. “Lu it's well, less
sensitize the person, even though the clue is also quite clear.”
“Oh that's you anyway. Sorry, I am not too good to be invited to play the puzzle.”
diaz nyengir said. “Eh but the world is really narrow huh? Who would have thought, after a long time did not meet, even met again on campus, sefakultas pula.” Diaz chuckled without a sound.
The word ‘jodoh’ is almost about to be uttered by Tiara, dear stuck in the throat because the melody of “Magic” is again. Blackberry Diaz shaking violently in
his checkered shirt bag. Diaz glanced at his screen, then exhaled, apathetic. It returned
looking at Tiara.
"Eh, what did you say?” ask Diaz.
“Nothing really, just a joke is not clear doang.” replied Tiara smiling.
“Oh yes, whose phone was it?”
Diaz clucked so. “Si dia.”
“Dia?” Tiara frowned, though she already knew who she meant by
he's it. “Who is he?“
“Maria.” said Diaz who from the look in his eyes was emanating an aura of annoyance. There's something
what happened between her and her boyfriend. “Eh to forget the same task, you
did you get the case?”
“Lu I guess again there is a problem well same girl?” search Tiara.
Diaz. “Udah, no need to discuss. We talked about college work
used to.”
Tiara chuckles. “But you're the same she's a weird couple huh? Mulu storm like a dog
and cats, when in fact love each other.”
Replace the chuckling Diaz. Fortunately the cafe was a little noisy, neither Diaz nor Tiara had to worry about their conversation being the center of attention.
“Sok knows you ah.” spray Diaz grinning. “Then do you love each other? Draw conclusions
where else?”
“Well if about Maria anyway, our class students already know well that Maria is very fond of you. Si Inggit once told me, Maria once confided, she was very happy to be living in your house now, Yaz.”
“Times anyway?” diaz asked in disbelief at hearing the information that he had
he was admired for a long time by a woman named Mary. “My chain, the centile girl was just happy to be betrothed because the guy was handsome and pretty stocky.”
Tiara ticklish. “Start the narcissism kumat.”
“Neither, this is not narcissistic – but this is a fact. See my body.” Diaz puffed out her chest which was indeed quite athletic. Then his index finger and thumb
put it on his chin. “Gue is also handsome, right?"
“Udah ah, my stomach so mules hear it.” Tiara giggles. “Eh but you also love right
the same as Maria?”
Laughter ceased. Diaz. Then a grin rose on his face. “Love? Same
that little girl kayak?” His stomach feels like it's going to be wrapped around.
“Udah deh Yaz, no need to deny. You really love Maria. I
still remember what happened back in Caio's house. Your brother once told me, you
several times mention the name Maria fitting sleep.”
Diaz blushed, but both of her eyebrows were intertwined. “Times anyway?”
“Yes, I'm not lying. Your own brother said, ask him again.”
“Eeeee...” Diaz dead fleas. “Eh we discuss this task first. Next week should be
presentation, right?”
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It didn't feel like long enough either, Diaz was busy working on ADR assignments with Tiara. It
just came home when adzan maghrib melodious. The workmanship of the task completely exhausted his brain, eyes, back, and even almost his entire body. He hopes that arriving at home can immediately lay down on his soft mattress with a cool breeze from the cooling machine. Honey, just opening the gate, she was already greeted by Mary who stood up as her hands rested on her waist. Misty eyes. There was no smile on his face. The aura all over his body felt extremely hot. From his nostrils, though,
out a breath that flowed quickly. Looks like Diaz's ears need to get ready
listening to that decibel sound beats the decibel of a Formula 1 race car.
“Diaz!” exclaim Maria. “Where are you from anyway? Why is the phone call from me
lifted?”
“Oh it,” said Diaz lethargic, but still had time to create a grin.
“so I again do the same job Tiara.”
Maria growling. “Befit my phone not lifted.”
“Lagian likes me too dong, hape-hape me, trouble for you?” attack Diaz.
“I also do not mind you who go to watch with the strange Teguh.”
“Keep you jealous?” damprat Maria's.
Diaz exhales. He swirled his eyeballs. “Capek, tired, tired.
it used to be ah..” Then gave his back to Maria just like that.
Why the hell is this guy? Always the same with me? Maria took a breath.
