
The sky looked bright, wisps of thin clouds seemed to be drifting along with gusts of wind. It seemed that someone was sitting looking up at the sky with a faint smile. It was Fattan who was sitting in the hospital garden after her work hours.
His white coat had been removed. Remaining slim fit shirt red maroon wrapped the athletic body of the man.
'' Mas Fattan, '' cried someone who made Fattan turn towards the origin of the sound. A beautiful girl walked over to him with a smile.
'' Dilla?, '' said Fattan as the girl reached nearby.
'' Hi mas Fattan, '' said Dilla with a smile that showed her rows of white teeth. Fattan greeted with a faint smile.
''Cock here?, no one is sick right?,'' asked Fattan who has now stood face to face with the girl.
'' No, no one hurts Mas, I went to the dentist. Consultation he said. Eh look at Fattan's mas sitting alone here, so I'm samperin, '' Dilla said with a look that could not be separated from Fattan's face. Fattan nodded in understanding, then the man raised his hand and looked at the clock that was coiled around his wrist.
'' Mas Fattan is done at work?, asked Dilla who saw the man looking at his watch.
'' Ita, here I want to go home, replied Fattan kindly.
'' Yes yuk Mas, go ahead together. I'd like to get a taxi too,''
'' You said again nemenin temen you?, '' said Fattan with frowning forehead.
'' He said, ''' said Dilla while showing her phone screen that lit up with a series of messages there. The two of them stepped side by side towards the parking area.
'' Or do you want to be with me?, '' asked Fattan after they were in the parking lot. Dilla couldn't hide her happy look. That's what the girl wanted.
'' If you don't bother Mas Fattan, you may, '' replied Dilla with a face sumringah. Fattan took the key in her pocket and pressed the button until a beep rang out of the man's car.
'' I don't have any nicotine, I also want to go home. You want to go straight home or there is a plan where it used to be ?, '' asked Fattan who is now standing next to his car.
'' Actually going to the bookstore. But tomorrow is okay. Fearing that later Mas Fattan returned home to be a chore, said Dilla, Fattan circled his car and got into the car. Then the man opened the car door when Dilla did not come in. Still standing in place.
'' Come on, '' said Fattan.
'' Eh yes Mas,''Dilla stuttered, then grabbed the pull of the door and followed inside. Unlike the expectations imagined, the man will behave sweetly by opening the door for him.
'' Nothing, not too late in the afternoon. We're going straight to the bookstore. I also want to find a book, said Fattan as she drove her car away from the parking lot. Dilla hid the smile on her lips.
Fattan drove the car at a moderate speed. The afternoon traffic was not too heavy. Along the way the two engaged in casual chatter. General chat about Dilla's lecture and the news of the girl's older brother. No questions from the man about personal matters. Because for Fattan Dilla is nothing more than the brother of a friend who has known him for a long time.
Arriving at a shopping mall, the two get out of the car. Dilla tried to keep her long strides. Both have now arrived at the destination book. Because both people are health, both shop for books in the same area. Several times Dilla seemed to ask opinions about the book she wanted to buy.
'' Thank you, Mas, in order to buy a book, said Dilla after both of them came out of the store with each other.
'' It's okay, it's okay. I also need to buy a book, said Fattan while raising tentatively in his hand.
'' Stop by the cafe first yuk!," invite Fattan with footsteps to the cafe that happened to be passed by him. Dilla followed the man into the cafe. Both of them sat in the middle of the cafe which was not too crowded that afternoon.
The waiter approached the two, Fattan ordered avocado juice and french fries. Dilla ordered cheese cake and orange juice.
'' It's okay, don't you, hang out first?, '' asked Fattan who sat opposite the girl whose hair was tied to a ponytail that day.
''What a problem Mas, not yet tonight anyway, '' replied Dilla, Fattan smiled.
'' I have never hung out outside for a long time. Mumpung there is a theme, '' continued Fattan. The chatter of the two came to a halt as the waiter came with their order. Fattan looked at the corner of the cafe. The man stared dislikefully at the two people sitting there.
Not without reason, Fattan suddenly invited Dilla to the cafe. Previously he saw Brandon who was again called by the girl he saw yesterday. In between his chat with Dilla the man kept watching the movements of his former lover.
When he saw Brandon moving from his seat, Fattan also moved with the reason to go to the toilet. The man followed Brandon's steps. And it's true that Brandon went into the toilet. Fattan stood leaning against the wall, waiting for the man to come out of the bathroom.
'' Ehmm,'' Fattan made a sound as Brandon came out of the toilet. Brandon looked at the origin of the voice. The man was a little surprised by Fattan's whereabouts there.
'' You?, what is the need?, '' asked Brandon coldly as he stood staring at Fattan with his hand in his pocket.
Fattan straightened her body with her arms crossed over her chest .
'' I'm just saying, if you don't know how to take care of your partner, let me take it from you, ''' said Fattan, who made Brandon clench his hand.
'' You don't know what's going on with me, don't interfere. And I remind you, never expect to take Shazna from me, Brandon said with a sharp look. Fattan smiled in anguish.
'' I don't care what happens to you, all I care about is Shazna. If you continue to behave like this, I do not hesitate to take Shazna from you, said Fattan in a cold tone full of emphasis.
Fattan leaves Brandon, who seems to be controlling her anger. After Fattan was invisible, Brandon rubbed his face rough. He did not expect to meet the rival when he was with Kellie.
'' Shazna must not know, '' said Brandon. Because he didn't tell Shazna about his meeting with Kellie that afternoon. Just this morning he reassured me not to let Shazna go. And now the relationship is threatened again. Brandon took a long breath.
'' Why is it so complicated?, ''' the man complained before stepping back to leave the toilet.