The Temptation of the Former

Doesn't It Care?

The silent atmosphere began to feel the silence of the night. Johan stood on the balcony of his room while enjoying the canned drink he had in his hand.

Jihan's words this afternoon really made him restless, anxious to not be able to focus on work. Johan begins to wonder if he is too selfish to hold someone in love.

So much time has been missed, now it bears regret. Wanting to fix it again was not as easy as imagined.

There are only barriers, both internal and external factors.

Johan is still thinking of ways to cancel his silly engagement with Vita. How not, just because of the treasure, the throne, the child so tormented.

The matchmaking agreement is so laughable, children still stink in the tie and in the match after they grow up. So upset Johan wants to meet with the originator of this model matchmaking promise.

Johan finished his drink, then stepped on the can of the drink to crumble, while imagining Vita's smiling face in front of many people on the night of the party.

Vita seemed to dance on the sufferer, I don't know but Johan was fed up, lost patience with the woman he once greeted the friend.

Johan stepped on his feet, went into the room, not to sleep but he was going to Jihan's house. It's late, but he can't wait if he hasn't seen Jihan.

Upon entering the room, Johan was about to pick up his car keys, but his hand movement stopped when he saw the motor key hanging next to his car key. Johan thought, there is no harm if he uses the bike again.

The 250R ninja bike that used to be loyal to accompany him anywhere during High School. The machine is still okay, the casing is also still cool, Helmets should not be asked, located neatly in the glass cabinet.

Johan finally decided to ride the bike after a long time.did grab one of the helmets he always wear and then move out of the room. Fortunately, all the residents of the house were asleep.

Johan opened the garage, among the luxury cars parked in the garage there is one special place where the Johan motorbike is located. Do not forget to check the condition of the vehicle before leaving. Do not let there be incidents of traffic jams in the middle of the road, leaking tires or any misfortune related to the vehicle.

Not wanting to wake the sleeping Tiger, Johan pushed his motorbike up to the gate. He woke up the security guard he said, but in fact he was fast asleep like a snow white in the real world.

"Sir .. sir, wake up!" yelled Johan right in the security guard's ear.

The security guard was surprised by the loud noise that hit his eardrum, "Well, sir" he said firmly but still my eyes were sleepy.

"Open at the gate now" Johan asked.

"Master where are you going, it's late?" ask kepo security guard.

"It's none of your business .. And one more thing, shut up, don't tell anyone I'm leaving tonight" Johan tweeted.

"Ba-good sir," said the security guard nervously.

"Wait a minute, open quickly," said Johan again.

The security guard got out of his place and took the key he had hung near the door. He opened the towering fence, just a little enough to fit the Johan motor passing by said it was enough.

Johan immediately turned on his motorbike and drove away, he saw the watch in his hand that had shown at nine o'clock at night, he accelerated the speed of his motorbike to get to Jihan's house faster.

No one ever understood the workings of longing. Come suddenly, when the owner misses not in plain sight. Unmindful of the eyes can not sleep.

Being followed is even troublesome, especially when all the inhabitants of the earth are asleep in a dream. Johan entered the neighborhood area where Jihan lived, it looked like, there was only pecel lele stall that was still awake.

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Jihan was still sitting in front of the table, with a pile of files. That afternoon he was staring too much, until the work was abandoned. Panic is increasingly whacky when he remembers again giving a warning that the report must be collected tomorrow.

After she finished Jihan stood up from her position, to stretch her muscles, "eventually it's done as well."

Jihan tidied up the papers and also her laptop. His hand movements suddenly came to a halt as his phone trembled. He frowned when he found that the phone call came from Johan.

Jihan decides not to answer the phone call, but she starts to feel uneasy as her phone continues to vibrate endlessly. Jihan lazily picked up the phone from Johan.

[Why I picked up, I was in front of your house, come here]

[What! In front of my house]

Jihan stepped into the window beside the entrance, her eyes round as she watched Johan sitting on the motorbike, in front of her house, this late.

[Go home, it's late]

[I'll stay here if you don't come out]

Jihan breathed heavily. Why would Johan want to see her this late.

[Yes all right, wait a minute]

Finally Jihan gave up too, maintaining her stance, will only complicate the problem, what else if you look at the neighbors, can be a gossip when buying vegetables tomorrow.

Jihan peeked into Mela's room, looking at Mela who was sleeping very soundly along with Nino. Jihan stepped towards her room to pick up the jacket.

After leaving the house, Jihan did not forget to lock the door from the outside. He walked over to Johan who was still faithfully waiting.

Jihan frowned, looking at the surrounding conditions that were still monitored quiet.

"Why you?" johan asked when she saw Jihan's strange behavior.

"It's ten o'clock in the evening, the neighbors will be suspicious to see a man come at night like this to a woman's house and I can't bring you in, Auntie and Nino are sleeping," said Jihan.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to see you" Johan said.

"For what a man who is about to get engaged, wants to see another woman," said Jihan with a mid-section.

"Don't talk about that, you know I'll never be engaged to Vita" Johan said.

"Give up .. Now you've seen me, so go home" said Jihan.

"Can we go for a walk?" johan asked while thrusting a helmet at Jihan.

Jihan was down for a moment, she only realized that if Johan was riding the same motorcycle as seven years ago.Even the helmet was the same as before, it seems to look very well maintained not to fade in the slightest.

"If you refuse, I won't go home" Johan said.

"You threatened me" said Jihan with annoyance, but he still grabbed the helmet that Johan gave him, immediately put on and climbed on the bike.

"Let's go fast, it's almost ten in the evening" Jihan said.

"Every princess," said Johan was pleased.

Johan was happy because Jihan wanted him to walk around, although not as sticky as before.

Once upon a time Jihan would have hugged him tightly.

Johan's motorbike stole the streets of the capital that was getting more and more lively, because tonight in the city park is being held a car free night. Johan glanced at Jihan from the rearview mirror, Jihan seemed to notice the location of the free night car.

"Wanna stop by?" ask Johan.

"Whatever," said Jihan.

Johan is still memorized, if Jihan says whatever it means she wants, she wants. Women's language is very much like that, not only through words, but from body movements and facial expressions as well. Men who want their relationships to last long must understand all of those things.