The Line of Destiny for Us

Chapter 8 - Let's get to know each other

Going to watch is the best thing to calm the mind. Zeline was so enjoying her time that she took to go watch on this day, so was Beryl.

Just because the film was several hours long, the problems in their minds began to slowly subside. Not as bad as the beginning.

Beryl's car now stops right in front of Zeline's art studio to drive the woman home. Actually this is Zeline's request to be delivered there, because the car is still there and there are still things that he must take care of before finally returning home.

"Thank you for driving me" said Zeline, removing the seatbelt and about to go outside.

As if his body was in control without being able to think back, Beryl's hand moved to lock the car door so that Zeline could not leave.

The woman was still trying to open the door, but she couldn't. Her body turned around quickly, Zeline looked at the man rather cynically.

"Open the key!" her word.

"Beryl Reivansyah, we haven't met in person before."

With the hand out, Beryl throws a smile at Zeline, hoping that she would be able to answer her hands and get to know her.

But in fact wrong, Zeline returned to her original self. The woman just looked at Beryl's hand, and turned to the figure of the man. Beryl raised one eyebrow in her eye, for a long time she reached out with no answer.

"Zeline Zakeisha's. Quickly open the door or I'll report you to the police for harassment!" Zeline's answer was unexpected. The final sentence that the woman uttered made Beryl turn away in shock.

"harassment? I didn't do anything to you!" beryl asserted, defending himself which is clearly not wrong anything.

Does bringing acquaintances to the opposite sex belong to harassment? Beryl kept thinking because she was still confused by the woman's words.

Zeline gritted her teeth, getting annoyed that Beryl had not even opened her door. Zeline thought the man had deliberately locked the car so she could be alone with him and did something strange.

You brash man, Zeline is going to tear him apart.

"I don't mean to be weird at all, yeah. What harassment?" muttered Beryl, while opening the lock, then Zeline immediately came out to escape.

The car finally left from there a while after Zeline got out. Know that Beryl was still thinking where her fault was, clearly she spoke well earlier. Zeline is now facing the departure of Beryl's car. Still outside, Zeline let out a rough sigh.

"Did his wife know if her husband often wanders around at night and seduces other women? The nose is crooked." Zeline sneered at the man from behind.

While Beryl was still driving her car on purpose to her home. The distance from Zeline's studio is quite far from the location of his apartment, Beryl takes thirty minutes until he finally reaches the location.

Upon arrival there, Beryl parked her car between a row of cars neatly arranged in the parking lot. Turning off her car engine, Beryl took off her seatbelt and picked up a bag with some of her belongings that she had stored in the back seat.

Wanting to go outside, Beryl's body fell silent when she saw a hairpin that was in the seat next to her. When remembered again, it seems that the clamp belongs to Zeline because she is very sure the woman was styling her hair using a hairpin and went home with the condition of the hair unraveled.

Beryl took the hairpin and watched it for a moment.

"Zeline Zakeisha's. Did you intentionally leave this flick for a reason so that we could meet again?" guess what, smiling as she recalled the girl.

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The day has changed. Zeline returned to the gallery for an exhibition of her paintings. It was almost the day it arrived, Zeline had been so busy lately to prepare her art exhibition. He did not want to disappoint the people who came to his gallery.

A man came, aware of Zeline who had been looking at the large wall that was still plain. The man smiled, and so did Zeline.

"Can I paint on the wall? I'll give you a change of money for it if need be," asked Zeline, having a unique idea for her show this year.

The man held his chest. "It's an honor because you'll be painting in our gallery. Of course we allow it, you can paint as you please without having to think about anything else" he replied.

Zeline laughed a little, she scratched her un-itchy shoulder from feeling awkward.

"What honor? I'm not as great a painter as you think, so there's no need to give me such flattery" Zeline replied, making the man smile.

"I'll give you time to paint. Let me know if you need anything." The man left after saying so.

There was only Zeline there, with all the painting equipment she had prepared, Zeline now started wearing a special painting apron to protect her clothes and look for clasps in the bag. Zeline slightly scrambled the contents of her bag because she did not find the item she was looking for, but as she remembered she brought her hairpin.

Plucci

A cloth dropped to the floor as Zeline was scrambling the contents of her bag, the woman looked down, looking at the dark brown handkerchief Beryl gave her last night. Why Zeline could forget to return the item to the owner, grabbed by the cloth with a little crouching.

"Aish, do I have to give it back?" ask Zeline, to herself.

Thinking about it will only make him confused. Zeline had to finish her job immediately, she put the handkerchief back in her bag. Not carrying a hairpin, Zeline is now curling her hair and stabbing it with a paintbrush, creating a hair bun that is quite unique.

Zeline began with her activities, painting on the large wall that was in front of her.

Zeline intended to keep the self-portrait painting she meant in the middle, while she was currently painting on the entire wall. The beautiful woman was on the stairs to be able to paint up there, a sketch of flowers began to appear with time.

Every streak of color that Zeline poured in her painting, so calmed her heart. Zeline always feels calm and happy every time she paints, which is a medicine when she feels tired of her world that only contains black and white. There is a happy impression of sadness mixed in the painting, it looks all from the look of the face of the painter.

The world will change over time. Zeline hopes her sadness will soon turn into happiness in the future. Zeline hope, very hopeful.

In Beryl's office, the man was in her room and kept watching the medium-sized golden hairpin of the woman he had been thinking about since, or maybe since yesterday.

Beryl had never been like this before, how she kept thinking about a woman and smiled afterwards.

But when he recalled the events that had passed, Beryl still felt heartache with the words of Zeline. Where the woman says that Beryl is not her type, also continues to talk ketus on her. Even last night Zeline thought she was a weird guy just because she wanted to get to know him.

"It looks like I'm going to have to give it back to her" Beryl said.

Thinking for a moment.

"But what if he accuses me again and thinks I deliberately took his belongings in order to be reunited?" he continued, still monologuing with himself.

The sound came from the direction of the door, where Beryl immediately turned to the source of the sound. The door that opened revealed the figure of Rayan who had just arrived, she smiled but just stood on the doorstep.

"Let's play golf together!" bring him.

Rayan had not played golf in Beryl's place for a long time, even Beryl who as the owner of the place could be said to rarely exercise golf. He is not very interested in sports, he will only play when someone invites him. Like at the moment.

Beryl's always-formal suit with a suit now changes to a special short-sleeved golf outfit, revealing the man's arm muscles especially as he holds the golf club and prepares to hit.

When playing golf, we must focus and do the correct technique to play. Beryl, who was preparing with a golf club that he held, slowly swung the object and hit the ball in the stand with a perfect punch.

Rayan smiled at his best friend, he did not want to lose. Now the turn that hit the small ball, until finally the ball that was in place now moves far ahead there because of a strong blow.

"I feel so healthy even though it's only a few minutes of golf," said Rayan answered a small laugh by Rayan.

They are now walking to find their own balls.

"What's the reason you came here?" beryl asked, silent in front of the ball and ready to hit it again.

Rayan looked, "Can't I come here? You should be grateful that I came to increase your income" replied Rayan who stood a little away from Beryl.

"I feel richer. Thank you for the money you gave me" said Beryl, in a mocking tone of voice.

They are back playing under the blazing sun that is increasingly moving overhead. The greenness of the place makes Beryl's mind calm, right about the narration of the golfer, that golf can help reduce stress and make everything feel very relieved.

They both have spent twenty minutes to play, Beryl has once inserted the ball into the hole, while Rayan's ball is instead trapped in the bunker. Rayan tried to save himself from the sandy basin, one hard blow finally the ball has returned to the fairway.

"You're pretty good too" Beryl said.

Rayan who was still inside the basin tried to rise above the sloping ground level. He approached Beryl and spoke to her best friend.

"I'm going to marry Nala" she said, Beryl reflexively glanced at her.

"Married? You guys haven't even dated for a month. Why are you in such a hurry?" Beryl responded, indeed she was very happy with the decision of her best friend who was about to get married, but she was also a bit anxious when later Rayan regretted something just because he was in a hurry.

Rayan seemed to think, but then she smiled.

"You also know I liked Alesa a lot, didn't you? I just like it in silence and it turns out fate only brings me together and he does not unite. At that time I was very sorry I never expressed my feelings directly and lost them. Now, I don't want to go back to regret. Nala is a good woman and I feel very comfortable with her. I've also met Nala's parents, they also agree that if we cut things short and get married."

Beryl gaped, she was amazed to hear that from Rayan's mouth. Beryl never thought that her best friend was so smart and mature.

"It looks like I'll have to learn a lot from you from now on" Beryl said, still in disbelief.

"Sure, meet me if you need a solution about love. I don't have much experience, but I'm much smarter than you."

Rayan patted Beryl's arm, but after Beryl heard the end of Rayan's words, the man immediately chased after Rayan who had run away from him first.

The two return to exercise for another fifteen minutes and stop it as the day gets hotter and hotter. Sweat soaked their bodies, Beryl began to enter her building and felt a cool sensation from the air-conditioned room.

Taking off the hat she was wearing, Beryl and Rayan now landed her body on the sofa while resting their backs comfortably. A waiter arrived, gave two glasses of cold drink to their table, then turned back after completing his task.

"Thank you."

Beryl grabbed the drink and sucked it up, feeling very cold as the cold drink began to run down her throat. Staring at the man standing before her, Beryl looked like she wanted to say something.

"When are you getting married?" ask Beryl.

Rayan who was drinking his drink immediately put the glass back on the table.

"I don't know when exactly, but Nala and I are planning to get married this year" she replied.

"Your money is indeed fit to get married, you also do not need to worry about thinking about money even though you are married later because you have your own business. I'll wish you all the best and Nala." Beryl smiled, seeing the look in Beryl's eyes, Rayan also returned the smile.

"My life will be happier from now on. And so, you also need to start being happy, Ryl."

"certain."

Sure oes. Beryl also wanted happiness. He wants to meet a woman who sincerely loves him, he wants his mother to recover from his illness, he wants the business he manages to improve in the future, he wants to improve, but the most important thing is that he wants everyone he loves to be with him.

"About Zeline.. What happened to her when she finished watching?" rayan asked, very curious.

It seems that the man has still not given up on matchmaking his best friend with the painter.

Beryl furrowed her brows.

"What's really going on? He I delivered to the studio safely," replied Beryl, so much to Rayan's wrath because her brain was either innocent, insensitive, or actually stupid.

"Well, by the way.Do you have her phone number?" beryl asked, suddenly.

Rayan was very surprised, but also felt happy because it turned out Beryl was also interested in Zeline.

"You like her? Why didn't you just ask him yesterday!" goda Rayan, but Beryl only answered him with a stiff smile.

When Rayan was happy because she felt her best friend could forget her household wounds and began to glance at other women, she felt immediately fall after hearing the real words of Beryl.

"I just want to return the leftovers."

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