The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 56'S

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A week has passed. However, Arga is still disappointed with the reason Miana hid her new job. Not knowing why, he felt it was not important to know this.

No girlfriend, not brother. But somehow he was so upset because Miana never once discussed this when meeting at school or while chatting.

"Why should a cafe, anyway?" ask Arga while on the rooftop with Miana. He could not let his heart grow curious because Miana changed places of work.

"Yes, as long as it's a mongrel, Ga. Whatever it is, I certainly do not choose a job. What matters, halal."

Arga shook her head without turning her eyes to Miana. Both of them sat on long chairs in the school rooftop. "Lo can work in a flower shop, bakery or bookstore. But why should it be at the cafe" hardik Arga.

"Why?" ask Miana plain.

"Masa', Lo doesn't understand, anyway. A lot of bars under the guise of cafes these days, Na. Emang Lo wants, in gosipin one more school if Lo's not really working?"

"Gue knows what Lo thinks, Ga. This cafe where I work is safe. There is no alcoholic drink. This cafe is pure a relaxing place to coffee. There was heavy food there too. The owner is in a veil. Religious anyway. Which is so good, always stress to pray when it's time."

A little relieved to hear this directly from Miana. He does not want to just believe in the babble of friends. It was definitely because they were all envious. So that whatever Miana did seemed to be an interesting topic to talk about.

Long speechless Miana smiled faintly. Arga who is flat and always indifferent, will be different when talking together like this. "Ga, Lo sure? There is no like me" asked Miana, but did not dare to look at the interlocutor.

While Arga was quite surprised but he quickly covered it. "Ck. Start, again," murmured Arga with his hands linked. Both elbows he put on both his thighs.

"Lo wasn't aware, was he, Ga? Indeed, Lo is cute, but the original, Lo so attention to me," said Miana earnestly.

Arga was silent thinking of something. "Miana. You don't know me very well. So better, Lo be careful with me."

"I mean Lo?"

"If I told you, I'm mentally ill what do you believe?"

"Hah," said Miana jerked. Her eyes widened. Even crazy people don't want to be called crazy by others. However, Arga? Oh naw. What's wrong with him.

Miana's silence, made Arga smile faintly. Almost invisible. "Gue is hungry" Arga said, returning Miana's still-riveted attention. He quickly got up from his seat and stepped wide. He opened the rooftop connecting door. For a moment he glanced at Miana who was still silent no matter what he was thinking.

"Argaaaa," cried Miana. He must run after Arga to clarify his thoughts.

"Where are you going?" miana asked as she had aligned her path with Arga

"Where to go hungry?"

"Yes.... Because this is at school. Then, yeah, to the cafeteria."

"Well, that's ,pinter."

"Ish," grumbled Miana.

Arriving at the canteen. Arga immediately ordered fried rice and ice cola. He still did not care about Miana who was still following even ordering the same menu with him.

"I, too. Same yes, ma'am," Miana told the canteen owner. He immediately pointed to Arga who was standing next to him. "He paid too, Mom," Miana continued. He only grimaced when he got a sharp glint from Arga.

"Why the hell, just go along." Arga passed from the cashier to an empty bench.

"Yes ... Whatever you like, I like it too" he replied guiltlessly.

"If I order a grasshopper sate, you will too!"

"Yes. .... No, there is no such menu here. It's obviously just an alibi, Lo,"

The debate continued until the order arrived. Even when they eat, no one wants to give up.

"It could be crazy of me, if Lo kept around me."

"That's very, very much the same to me. Though I like, loh, the same Lo." said Miana and make Arga back silenced.

Aware of Arga's change in face, Miana immediately switched the conversation. "At home, I can't do this. And only at school and meet Lo, I can as I please jahilin Lo, Ga."

"Lo lonely?"

"Maybe. Bi Num is no more. There's sodara but it feels like someone else's cake." Miana put a spoon of rice into her mouth and chewed it slowly. He was thinking about Bi Num.

Miana frowned in surprise staring at Arga." Do you know anything?"

Arga was fixated because he was trapped by his own devotion. He could not have confessed if he stole the hearing when Arga brought Miana to speak in the UKS at that time. That fact was strengthened when Bian would beat up Sisil's men. The commotion in the minimarket yard happened when Arga deliberately prevented Bian from making a fuss. Free to beat up the perpetrator, while customer complaints have occurred and Miana remains exposed to SP.

Because of that, Bian always put on a face of war if he meets Arga.

"Yes." Yeah." One answer Arga made Miana become restless. He looked in all directions. Make sure no one else hears about this.

"Plois." Miana clenched her palms together. "Don't tell anyone this, Ga."

"Emang I type-type bucket cake, Lo," Arga said. He recalled the time Angel got her home address from Miana. He was uncomfortable, because Angel was more diligent in coming to his house at that time.

"Gue is sorry. Why is it discussed again, anyway," said Miana. Defend oneself.

"Yes.yes.yes. Pleased!"

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Arga silently watched Miana from behind her sunglasses. Some of the face is wrapped in black masks. So it's not easy to get to know. He also completes his appearance with a dark hodie and white jeans.

The mocchacino in the cup is half left. The black glutinous brownie cake is still intact in the dish. Not a bit touched.

Not without reason Arga chose this cafe. In addition to being close to the office of the father, he is also preparing an appointment to papa's assistant, Zaki.

It has been quiet for twenty minutes. However, papa's confidant as well as a person whom he had considered his own brother never came.

Arga sees Miana taking pains to bring visitors' food scraps. Her heart ached to see how Miana worked.

On another occasion, Arga was also catching the motion of fellow waiters who look familiar with Miana. There were three waiters in sight, and one of them was Miana. Talking while waiting for customers to come.

In order not to invite the attention of cafe employees he took out a laptop and turned it on. He opened an email that had previously been sent by Zaki as consideration for a large project proposal that was being handled by the father.

Since in Indonesia, Arga has been trained for business matters. From the initial step to the final stage in one project. Not without reason he chose to be taught directly by Zaki. Zaki is still young, and anything that Arga says is easier to accept.

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"Wait, who, Ga?"

Arga flinched then turned his attention away from the folding screen in front of him. Miana was smiling widely with a tray in her hand.

"Shock, huh? I can still recognize you, Lo."

Arga took off his sunglasses and placed them on his neck crumb. "Lo, pretend you don't know, that's how hard it is, anyway." Arga closed the laptop screen while clucking. "Not in school outside of school. Wonder how I'll see you all the time."

"Maybe, we're a fool."

"Miana, Lo is called Seli!" Oca's voice uncovers her intention to disturb Arga. Oca comes and snatches the tray from Miana's hand.

"Udah, hunt there," Oca expels to Miana .

"I'm sorry if our employees disturb your comfort, sister," said Oca looking for face. He had displayed a smile as sweet as possible to attract Arga's attention. As for Arga, he only nodded in a sign of understanding.

Arga looks unwilling, Miana passed away leaving her stool. However, he must be able to control his disturbed feelings due to the treatment of Miana's friend in the cafe.

Before long, Zaki comes along with a thick map holder in hand. "I'm sorry Mr. Arga. I'm a little late" Zaki said in jokingly.

Arga clucked lazily with a sharp peek at Zaki.

"Sorry, sorry, next time I will repeat again." Zaki's crisp laughter saw Arga's cloudy face. Unfortunately despite being upset, Arga ended up smiling as well and prepared to receive directions from Zaki.

"Lo how are you. Long time no go home. Oma miss the same, Lo."

Little chuckles Zaki's poking smile. "Look at ntar, deh."

"Surely Oma will be spared her own granddaughter, when Lo comes," Arga snorted and was only responded to with a little loud laughter from Zaki.

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