THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

PART 27'S

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Jakarta, Indonesia

Prita was in the dance studio where she used to practice. He just finished training for the first session.

“Hai Prita.”

“Eh, Tris?. How come it's here?.” Prita was slightly surprised by Tristan's arrival at the dance studio.

“Kangen equals you.”

“Apaan sage Tris.”

Tristan chuckles.

“Although you don't want to accept me yet, but we can still walk together right?. Friends can dong?.  Friend but friendly?.” Tempta Tristan on Prita.

Prita chuckles.

“Garing highly.”

Replace the chuckling Tristan.

“You're free after from here?.” Ask Tristan.

“You to my sister's cafe anyway.”

“Bring car?. If you want me to anterin.” Tristan offers.

“Lo serialusan here Just want to meet me doang?.” Ask Prita.

“It just so happens that today I work only a little. So have some free time. So I came here on purpose to meet you.” Reply Tristan.

“Kok didn't say before?.”

“Later if I said you were avoiding me again.”

“Ye, don't like to be prejudiced so people.” Prita and Tristan chuckled together.

“Ya already, you will bring your own car ga?.”

“Engga is a coincidence. I was escorted by my brother's driver, and the plan is to ask to pick up again later.”

“Yes I've just anted you to your sister's cafe, how?.” Tristan is back. “I'm sure I haven't been able to play there either. Curious too, when I saw your post fitting opening event.”

“Don't say I didn't invite ya. You can't come with.”

“Yes, that's why I'm a mrs. I was in Chicago that time.” Tristan.

“Ya has become really you want to nganter me?.” Prita. Tristan nodded. “But I still have one more session. Are you sure you want to wait?.” Tristan nodded again. “Ya is so. I'm staying, yes, I want to start again.”

“Oke.” Tristan Sahut.

Prita also returned to the middle of – middle of the studio and restarted his second training session.

‘I'll make you mine, Prita. Sooner or later.’

Tristan sat up while looking at Prita who was training with her – dance friends.

**

Fania Cafe & Garage in Jakarta...

“Hai Jol!.”

“Eh Brother John when are you back from Germany?.”

“But new. From Airport direct here.”

Fania was behind a coffee mini bar when John arrived.

“Sama Kak Dewa too?.”

John nodded.

“Where is he?.” Ask Fania while she is in a daze.

“Live him. Kangen same Michelle n Mika said.” Answer John. “Make me a cold drink, Jol!.”

“Coffee or non – coffee?.”

“Coffee.”

“Which one?.” Fania gave me a menu book.

“You recommendation. (Recommendation for aja).” Said John.

“Cortado want?.”

“Bby.”

“Do you want me to make it?. Pay double but.” Fania chuckles.

“Don't kayak kangarath.” John and the two of them chuckled. “Prita so megang this cafe?.”

“So. Later abis from the studio directly here.”

“Oh.”

****

‘Ck. Why is he here too?. Isn't he in Germany?.’ Inner Prita when he had reached the cafe of his brother and saw John was chatting with Fania. Although from behind, but Prita recognized the stature of John who was sitting while haha-hihi with his brother.

Prita came with Tristan.

“Tuh him!.” Fania pointed towards Prita and Tristan and John turned his head.

‘Sialan.’ John's mind cursed when he saw Prita coming with the man he had seen twice with Prita, and this was the third time.

“Hai Brother John!.”

“Hai Prita.” John tried to be ordinary.

“Halo Kak Fania.” Sapa Tristan to Fania.

“Hai Tristan.” Sahut Fania's.

“Hai.” Tristan also greets John, and John just moves his head.

“You are familiar?.” Fania asked John and Tristan.

“Enterminate once.”

Tristan replied but not John. And Fania is just oh ria.

“Sit Tris.”

“Iya Kak.”

Prita's a little awkward.

“Eh, are you ready?.” Fania asked.

“Truthful papo, Kajolita!.” Prita and Tristan smiled.

“Ca have liked to be embarrassed – shy embe lu!.” Celtap Fania.

“Indeed our sister Fania ngerestuin?.” Tristan.

“Ya...”.

“Jol, you so want to go back?.”

“You are emang.” Fania's Law on John. “Lo don't bring a car too, right, Brother?.”

“Iya my time from Germany by car.” Tympal John's.

“Ya already so go back with me aja.” Fania. “Prit, I stay yes?.”

“Iya Kak.”

“Mana car key lo. Let me drive.” John said to Fania and Fania immediately took out his car keys from his pants pocket and gave them to John.

“Yuk me first, Prit.” John glanced at Prita and walked straight away.

“Iya ..”

“Yuk Tristan, stay well. Sorry I can't go. Afraid of becoming a mosquito repellent!.”

Fania say goodbye to Tristan while teasing the – boy and his sister.

“Iye, iye. Not very sad ah.”

‘Lazy I am here long – long.’ Inner the bule koplak keki.

John and Fania leave Fania's cafe and garage.

**

“Lo texting who the hell?. Seriously very?!.” Chirps Fania as she and John are about to enter the car.

“Away.” John Sahut.

“Cece – cece sure.”

“Do not like slander.”

Fania chuckled while getting into the car.

**‘Christ ...’

John sent a message to someone named Christ.

‘Yes Mr John? Do I need to contact Master now?.’

‘No need. (Ga needed). You get to Madame Fania's cafe right now. And watch and take care of Miss Prita.’

‘Good Sir, I'll be leaving there soon.’

‘And don't let him know where you are.’

‘Good Mr.’

‘Make sure he stays in the cafe until later I come.’

‘Good Mr.’

‘Ya. Don't forget my info if Miss Prita leaves the cafe.’

‘Good Mr.’

****

“Jol.”

“Hemm?.”

“Si Prita back to where?.”

“Tadi not lo ask directly the same person?”

“Lupa.”

“Lo number has not been blocked by Priwitan right?.”

“Iya has done it anyway.”

“Nah lo phone ape texting aje the boy. Ribet very idup lo.”

“Lo can't see me driving again?.”

“Iya udeh yes, I asked him to come home kemane.”

‘Awas aja if you go home to that guy jerk!.’ Inner John.

****

“Eh Brother John, who is the same?.” Prita asked after a few hours and then John again came to Fania's Cafe. After his men carry out his orders to keep an eye on Prita.

“Self.” John and Prita are oh ria. “What time are you home?.”

“Learn again.”

John mangosteen – mangosteen.

“Why?.”

“Ga what – what. Brother John just tanya.”

“Lo come back here again, make a deal with people?.”

“Pick you up to take you home safely.”

“Kak Fania told you to?.”

“Engga.”

“Lo back, rest there. Why also you bother – bother pick me up?.”

Prita said flat and a little tart.

“You're dating that same jerk guy?.” Ask John cynically.

Prita looked at John cynically.

“His name is Tristan and he's not a jerk!.”

“You're dating her?.” John repeated the question.

“Not business lo!.” Sahut Prita ketus.

“If I want to take that as my business?.” Said John. “Gue doesn't like it guys. And he doesn't deserve you.”

“Lo dreadin me good – good yes Kak.” Prita spoke slowly, yet firmly and sounding sharp. “Lo has no right to interfere in my personal affairs! Know lo?!. You better take care of your own business!.”

****

“Thank’s.” In the end John still drove Prita to his friend Diana's apartment. All the way, they did not talk to each other. But at least John managed to get Prita into his car.

Prita pressed Diana's apartment bell. Before long the door opened and Diana's head poked out from behind the door.

“Ish the encun, disrupt my sleep aja lo!. You will have access to enter here, why tick the bell anyway?.” Cerocos Diana's.

“Sorry, I forgot.”

“Eh, Brother John?.” Diana realizes that Prita is not alone. “Sorry, sorry Brother, I'm not ngeh.” Diana. John smiles.

“Ga what – what.”

“Suk Kak.”

“Ga per! He wants to go straight back!.” Prita who replied.

“Iya Diana, I just drove Prita here. Better you guys continue the break.”

“Sister John would like to take a break here also can, hehehe.” Diana said, John smiled.

“Yuk Diana.” Said John. “Sister John came home Prita.”

“Hemm...” Sahut Prita only with deheman.

John also walked away.

“Kak!.”

John turned around because Prita called him.

“Ya...”.

“From now on you don't need to self-repotin you for me. I have Tristan!.”

****

John was in his own apartment.

After John also told Fania, that he had stopped by the cafe and all of you drove Prita to his friend's apartment and informed him that he did not return to the main residence in Jakarta tonight.

John felt like he wanted to own things for a moment.

John threw himself on the couch in his apartment. He sighed.

“From now on you don't need to self-repotin you for me. I have Tristan!.”

John remembered Prita's words. He rubbed his face rough.

‘PritaEriselena .. You can really drive me crazy for love. Even more than I ever felt on Aila ..’

****

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