The Owner of My Heart

08

Today is Sunday the day that school children and office workers are waiting for because today they can spend their holidays with various activities.

likewise with me today I plan to accompany the mother shopping to buy the needs of selling mother tomorrow.

I was ready to wait for my mother in front of the house, it seems that mother was also ready but suddenly a luxury car stopped in front of us. me and my mom just looked at him not being able to guess who the owner of the car was .

from inside the car came out the figure of a man I knew even very much missed.

"apparently you're dit, who do you think you are!

because no one ever came by car here" said the mother to Adit

" yes buk. Adit wants to ask permission to take raysa streets, can't you buk?" adit's permission on mom

" yes, you can be. tipped raysa ya dit don't go home"

" yeah buk, yes we've left ya buk!."

Adit is not as usual , he prefers to be quiet whether what makes Adit like that but I am sure Adit must have a problem . adit's hand was holding my hand while the other hand was busy driving the car we were driving.

" Oya dit this whose car?" tanya I started the conversation to break the silence since then.

" it's papa's car, I borrowed it to take my girlfriend for a walk, you like it?" adit replied with a smile, the smile I was waiting for.

" i like everything about you Adit, it all feels beautiful if there is a smile on your lips" I said to Adit, Adit's real smile is very real can make women lemes.

Adit laughs" a day never met it turns out my ugly girlfriend can already be a little flirting yes" said Adit while poking my cheek.

" emang why? ga da prohibition gombalin girlfriend herself.

Where are we going?" ask Adit.

We spend every minute of our time telling stories accompanied by music that Adit plays in his car.

sometimes we laugh and sometimes we sing along to the song.

Until we finally arrived at a restaurant under a large aquarium, I was so amazed by this place so beautiful a place that I could not possibly visit relying on my money.

one that I believe Adit must be from a family that bears a car that he carries as well as a car owned by entrepreneurs I saw on tv. I never know the background of Adit fire nor do I want to ask Adit yes, I am ready to wait for Adit to tell me all about him because I love Adit using my heart not my logic.

Adit took my hand and led me into the luxurious restaurant.

after we sat down Adit ordered food honestly I did not know what food Adit ordered, because I was just a chicken noodle boy where might know the food of the upper class.

"do you want an ice cream sa?" ask Adit to me.

I just answered with a nod.

"add a special chocolate ice cream one yes mbak" Adit told a woman I believe a waitress here

" yes" answered the woman.

We were waiting for the food that Adit ordered. I looked around us everyone seemed to be wearing nice clothes including Adit, only I myself was wearing ugly clothes suddenly I felt embarrassed.

" Adit I'm ashamed, here all wear good clothes only I wear ugly clothes" I told Adit

" don't think about it.

we come here not a fashion show but want to eat" said Adit, so Adit cuek with all the circumstances.