The Taste That Ever Existed

At the end of the horn

A tiring day for their friendship filled with endless misunderstandings. That night the three were immersed in each other's increasingly tangled thoughts and made misunderstandings become tapered.

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Next day

The sunlight had already infiltrated from behind the curtains of Delia's room. The alarm clock has sounded many – times but it is not ignored. Delia was just looking for the origin of the alarm clock to turn it off and re-submerge her tiny body into her warm blanket.

Mother who has provided breakfast for Delia, was astonished because not usually Delia has not appeared in the kitchen to help her. Mother also approached Delia's room, she called Delia and knocked on her bedroom door.

Looker ... Toook ... Toook ....

“Del ... Delia ... come hunt son, later you are Late darling.” Call the mother many times but there is still no answer from the inside, until finally the mother opened the door to Delia's room and found her only child still hiding behind her favorite blanket.

“Yaaaa pardon Delia ... Mommy thinks you're ready, the smell is still slurred. Let's get up for a shower. It's already noon Delia, later you're late to get stuck in traffic.” Mother said as she unfolded Delia's blanket.

“Mother, today Delia is not working. Delia ga feeling good.” Delia said ogah-ogahan, trying to grab her blanket back.

“You sick son?” said mother, fingered Delia's forehead.

Delia resigned when mother checked the condition of her body.

“But you don't have a fever, why was it late yesterday?” said mother.

Delia simply shook her head with her eyes still closed.

“So which part hurts?” Ask the mother with a serious look because Delia's condition has not recovered properly.

This time Delia answered her question by looking at her mother, her eyes withered and her eyes looked a little damp from crying last night.

“Here mother, pain once.” Delia answered by pointing her hand to her chest.

“Delia sad mom. Here it feels like pain once.” Said again.

“So it's still about last night? " ask mom.

Delia just nodded her head.

"Delia you're an adult and not a child anymore. Do not because of your personal problems that you to the detriment of others, you get to the office.” Mother said advising Delia.

“Iya mother, sorry Delia.” Delia.

Delia rushed to take a shower and got ready and left for the office in a hurry.

***

Arriving at the office

“Del, are you late? Where is that messy hair anyway. You shower anyway? How messy?” Sapa Riska who turned out to have been waiting for the arrival of Delia.

“Duh Riska, early in the morning your cry had damaged my ears. I had bad luck so I went up ojol.” Delia answered, tidying her hair with her hands.

“That's why your eyes are puffy? You have a problem?” Ask Riska.

“I have not used make up, this face has not used putty and his friends so gini deh.” Delia said while she heard a grin.

“So, I can disturb you for a moment ga?” ask Riska.

“Depends on the amount of tribute you love.” Canda Delia's.

“I'm serious about Del?” said Riska.

“Iya can if only for a moment. So why?” answer Delia.

“I want to know about Ozwin? I think I like him, since the first time I met him.” Reveal Riska, which made Delia speechless in shock.

“If I can answer yes I will answer.” Delia said as she pulled some files out of her desk drawer.

“So what about his family? Is Ozwin the tajir mlintir? Is the house big? Or maybe he ever told you that he has a number of deposits for his future.” Ask Riska, who Delia says is not an important question to ask when people fall in love.

“Iya Del, make it my soul mate.” Riska said in a slightly flirtatious tone.

“But your question was not wanting to know how Ozwin, but rather looking for an ATM running.” Delia.

“Yes I want to have a husband who is not Del. It would not be wrong if the criteria of my future husband must be dirty, handsome, handsome models Lee min ho.” Answer Riska.

“He's a commoner, if he's afraid he'll have to work with us here. He is also an emotional and violent person. If about other gono gini treasures I do not understand.” Answer Delia.

Their conversation stopped because Delia had an incoming call.

Tiiirriiirt ... Tiririt .. tiiiiiiiiiit ... Tttiiiiiit ....

Riska also gave a sign of pleading from the room. Delia reached into her phone still in the bag and saw who called her. Delia is reluctant to pick him up, it looks like Ozwin still wants to continue the matter yesterday.

The phone keeps ringing ...

Tiiirrrrriiii.it ... Tttiiiiiit ....

Delia still ignored him, until the incoming phone call stopped and changed with the incoming message.

Piiipp ... Piiip ....

Wechat 1 from Ozwin

“Thank you for the phone, I'll explain why I behave like that.”

Wechat 2 from Ozwin

“I'll be here this afternoon and we'll have lunch together.”

Wechat 3 from Ozwin

“Do NOT GR ... I just want clarification, so please give me time to clear everything.”

Ozwin continued to send messages that made Delia even more furious. Delia finally replied to Ozwin's message that had disturbed her that morning.

“If you still like maksa mending we do not need to be friends again. If you still feel we are friends please give me a little space.”

Delia was upset and started to remember last night. Ozwin is rude when they have no special relationship. Ruzel was too polished and seemed to not care about what happened.

Delia tried to shift her sense of regret to the work that was waiting for her. Delia began to focus on struggling with the numbers until she missed her lunch, until unwittingly the wall clock had shown at 16:30 which meant that it was soon time to go home from work.

“I'm going home today, it looks like I need refreshing” muttered Delia.

Delia tidied up all the documents on the table and prepared to go home.

“Hmm ... I'd better hang out at the cafe for a moment. Huf ... Too bad today I ride ojol.” Mumbled again.

***

Arriving at the Cafe

Delia went into the cafe where she used to hang out. He began ordering some food and drinks, as usual when the mood was less good Delia had a more appetite than usual.

When Delia was about to enjoy the food served, she was surprised by a very familiar figure. Delia tried to observe from a distance like she was stalking.

“Hmm ... I have to say hello or pretend I don't see. Why he should be here too sih” Delia thought.

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