
The sun was still hiding, but the ringing of the constantly burning phone forced Za to open her eyes.
He forced his still sticky eyes to open, Inder's name appeared on the screen of his flat object that made Za slide lazy screen to answer the call.
"The sun hasn't even turned up Inder yet, you've called me this early in the morning." His complaint. He could close his eyes in the morning.
"Come downstairs and wait for you downstairs!" He did not respond to the girl's complaint.
Za rounded his eyes, he immediately took a quick step towards the balcony looking in all directions until his net found the man waving his hand complete with his sweet smile.
"Where are you going to take me this early." He asked with his eyes fixed on the man.
"I'll take you for a walk." Said the man on the phone.
"Well wait a minute!" He said resignedly, Za closed the call and went back into his room.
He immediately washed his face and took a knit sweater to cover his sleeping pajamas.
He went down slowly down the stairs without making a sound, he did not want to wake the people who were still sleeping soundly.
"Are you crazy to go for a walk this early, it's still dark." His lips were upset, but the man only smiled and pulled his hand towards a motorbike.
Inder leads a motorcycle out of the villa's gate, "Whose motor is it?" Ask Za.
"Let's just not steal this bike, I asked the owner for permission last night." Inder.
Inder put a helmet on his head. "Come aboard! We go for a walk."
Za ride the motorbike, he felt awkward to hold on to the back of the motorcycle seat.
"I'm not a motorcycle taxi driver, Za. hold on to me, or you'll fall." Her speech.
Za let out a sigh, the hand he stretched out but the awkwardness that came back to attack made him decide to hold on to the end of Inder's jacket.
The man breathed an annoyed breath, grabbing the hand his girlfriend put right on his belly. "Like this, the name's just a handle." His words while pulling Za's hand made the girl hug him.
"Mode!" Said Za, annoyed but her face was blushing as well.
The motorbike drove fast down the road that is on the edge of the tea plantation on the right and left.
The wind that blows hard felt piercing to the bone, the girl tightened her embrace making Inder's lips curved perfectly.
Finally they reached a lake.
"Why did you bring me here?" His words do not understand.
"The events of yesterday must have made you sad and angry too, right? And you need to yell to vent your anger, don't you?" Inder.
"You still remember it." Said Za smiling slightly, stepping towards the bench available there.
"I always remember the slightest thing about you." He said, sitting down.
"Thank you." Za Say.
Inder looked at me."What's for?"
"For everything." Za smiled slightly, "I can't imagine what would have happened if you hadn't come yesterday." Continue with a chest that returns. He breathed."Maybe I've been paraded around the village."
His tears flowed again considering the events of yesterday, It turned out that he was not that strong, all the misunderstandings that occurred in fact left an invisible wound in his heart. Inder kept quiet he knew his girl was not doing well, but he did not know what to do to comfort her.
"The insider..." Call slowly.
"Hemm"
"Can you borrow your back?"
Inder just nods then turns to turn his back on the girl. He felt Za leaning her head against his back followed by a cry that made his heart feel the pain of the girl.
Long enough they were in the same position, until the crying began to subside leaving a small stuffing.
Inder turned around after feeling that the girl was calmer.
"Don't turn around first Inder, I don't want you to see me cry." Za protests, but the man doesn't care. He turned to face the girl and wiped away the tears that were still wetting Za's pretty face.
"You're so ugly crying like this." His clumsiness, making Za gift cubitaan in his stomach.
"It's so bad." Said Za, pinching him.
"Sick, Za!" He was strangled, but his lips curved perfectly seeing the girl could laugh a little.
Inder pulled the girl in his arms, no rejection Za just looks comfortable leaning his head on his chest.
"Since last night I convinced myself that I shouldn't be hurt because what happened yesterday was just a misunderstanding. In fact I'm not that strong, my heart still hurts every time I remember their words." Complain Za.
"It turns out my heart is still fragile." Further.
"Don't be too strong, Za! Fragile so I can protect you."