The Match is Not the Wrong Address

The Match is Not the Wrong Address
The Long Night



The wind that blew tore through Ziya's hair that wasn't too long. The order wasn't too good this morning. However, Ziya is not the type of woman who always jaim alias keep an image like women on


generally.


He was enjoying a variety of baked goods with Arjuna. Grilled fish, grilled chicken, grilled yam, all heavy food devoured both with great pleasure.


Ziya knew, although Arjuna continued to smile, but the eyes of disappointment and sadness could not be closed. But he tried to be indifferent, not to touch her again. Fear further made the man more hurt.


“Ah .. fullness bang.” Arjuna took a sip of orange ice to the toilet leaving ice cubes some small blocks in the glass.


“Although just keep going, Brother,” Ziya chirped without taking your eyes off the plate in front of him. His hands were busy sorting out the grilled fish meat, separating it from its durian.


Arjuna frowned, supporting his chin with both hands. “Kok is?” tanyanya.


“Eat you so badly. One basket of ludes tuh rice,” ledek Ziya glanced for a moment, averted his eyes again.


“Weyy, it's the same as you kelles, I'm just two plates doang. The rest of you who clean the basket,” elak Arjuna do not accept.


Ziya swallowed his food accompanied by a cold drink in a glass. Then put it again on the table loudly, his gaze was originally serious,


then change with a smile while scratching your head, “Iya too anyway, hehe.”


“Basic!” Arjuna shuffled Ziya's hair, getting messy. “You


tuh girl, no jaim-jaimnya bit eat same guy. Oiya, sorry yes, Zi.


My hand is not intentionally lukain you,” said Arjuna touching the corner of Ziya's lips.


The two look at each other. Ziya seemed to get an impromptu attack that made him fixated instantly. It was as if he was drifting in a beautiful daydream.


“Sick really huh?” keep Juna on again.


“Ah, no kok,” elak Ziya cleans her hands. “Bone yuk, paid right?” bring later.


“Yes, I paid,” Arjuna replied that he had come from his seat to pay for all his food.


Ziya was waiting for him, staring at Arjuna's burly back that looked sexy in his eyes. The violent wind resuscitated him, his body as well


the more he felt cold especially he wore a burkat whose arms


transparently.


The woman swiped her arms with her own palm, while throwing her eyes at the high tide.


“Nih use,” said Arjuna surprisingly when attaching his suit on Ziya's shoulder.


The scent of Arjuna's perfume sprouts into Ziya's sense of smell, which further makes his blood and heartbeats more and more in the middle of nowhere.


‘Feel hugged, uh think well, Zi. Conscious woy, conscious. Don't let it fall deeper,’ grunts in the heart.  “Still,” said Ziya smiling beautifully.


They continued their journey, splitting the peace of Yogya City at night. Juna did ride the bike not too fast, so Ziya did not need to be busy thinking about how he was looking for a grip.


“Zi, what's a rame-rame?” tanya Arjuna pointed with her left hand.


“Emm .. The night market. Want to drop by?” tanya Ziya looked back at Arjuna's interest.


“Think, mumpung is still here.” Ziya only


nodding, Arjuna searched the surrounding parking lot.


After a slight twist, it finally still found an empty land. Immediately stop the motorbike leave it to the parking lot on duty.


“Titip yes, sir,” Ziya said after removing her helmet along with Juna.


“Ready,” sahut Kang Excited Parking.


Ziya and Arjuna walked around, occasionally Juna pulled Ziya's arm as the girl got further away from him. Especially in the middle of the bustle of the night market.


“Do not go far! Danger, the daughter of her own way,” scolds Arjuna in Ziya's ear because of the noise around her.


“Duh, feel cared for,” Ziya cetus with a face that close to Juna.


Arjuna drew closer to his body, wrapped his arms around Ziya's neck, leisurely walking while circulating a glance at the


‘My heart hurts so much, it's not normal just the beat is not regular gini. He's a heart doctor. What tomorrow tell me to check yes,’ Ziya murmured in heart. His body dodges but Juna is getting more and more


interestingly, Ziya did not wiggle.


Resigned by breathing rough repeatedly, hoping that his shortness of breath can return to normal. Seeing the candy, Ziya's eyes sparkled, he ran closer to the outlet in line. Astonished with


little kids.


Almost Juna forbid it, but eventually left when he found out Ziya only wanted to buy sweets. Both hands are rattled


shaking his head. “Taking a boy,” he said smiling.


After waiting for a while, Ziya came back to Arjuna with 2 sweets in hand. One was opened and eaten. Another one was handed over to Juna.


“To the night market not afdhal if you do not buy sweets,” said Ziya reached out his hand.


“Ck, healthy food gini what's good to try?” said Juna staring dislike, still ruffled waist.


Ziya stopped biting the candy, stared at the pink cotton-like food, turning it around until she met him again


pivots. “No want? Yaudah I abisin myself,” chirps Ziya walking past


Arjuna's.


“Hey, who said? Here!” Arjuna chased after her and held back Ziya's arm.


“Say food is not healthy?” sindir Ziya poked his lips.


Not the answer Ziya got, but his hand was forced to take off the candy. Arjuna opened it and started eating it. Feeling a moment in his tongue, he swallowed the food.


“Lumayan, not as bad as I thought,” said Arjuna continued his path amid the crowd.


“Cih! Eaten too,” decih Ziya bit again the candy.


They enjoyed a long night, trying out all the rides that were there. Starting from the adrenaline rush, such as kora-kora, banyu waves, to ride horses that spin slowly.


Not to forget they also ride the windmill, which when they stop right at the top of the top, the view of the entire city


caught their netra. Flickering lights, then passing vehicles that look very beautiful.


“This bus to the haunted house, sister. It must be really exciting,” invite Ziya after their game is over.  Arjuna just shut up. “Why? Scared?” ziya Ledek.


“Eng—no, who's afraid!” elak Arjuna's.


“Let’s go!” Ziya ran towards the ghost house.


Arjuna's pace slowed, but the prestige. He stood in front of the haunted house, gathering all his courage. “Huuft! The same defeat of the children!” he saw some children waiting in line to enter.


“Come!” Ziya pulled Arjuna arm excitedly after moving the 2 tickets in his hand.


‘It feels more adrenaline this deh than riding kora-kora earlier,’ his sigh in the heart.


The light began to darken, the look on his face could not be seen clearly. No one knows if Arjuna is sweating cold. Ziya led the way in front until they started entering the rides.


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“Rio, I have to go home, it's already malem nih.” Meysa looked at the clock that was coiling on her arm.


“You're so pale, Mey,” Rio's back staring at Meysa's face.


“I'm nothing. I go home first yes,” said Meysa moved from her seat.


“But, I took the car keys.” Rio rushed to get the car keys and his wallet. But on his return he was shocked to find Meysa collapsed on the floor covered in blood from her nose.


“Mey!” pekik Rio crouched to hold Meysa's head.


“Mey, Meysa! Wake up, Mey!” rio continued frantically patting Meysa on the cheek.


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