Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 1

" Oh..." I fell when someone hit me from the front.

It felt like my mouth was spitting out spicy words for the impactor who didn't see the road. It could be in the shoe store not paying attention around.

" I'm sorry, I'm helping you!" He stretched his hand towards me.

Oh my good... My eyes almost jumped off his petals. How not, his appearance is almost perfect. With a high body like a basketball athlete, a sharp nose, thick eyebrows and clean white skin, of course, he dreams of women. And I was one of them.

I've stood up. But the man still stretched out his hand.

" I'm sorry, I didn't accidentally. Erik's.." He said his name.

I, who was fascinated at first sight, did not want to waste time. I took his hand and said my name, "Zahra." Answer's short.

I tried to cover up the nervousness that was attacking me all of a sudden.

" Beautiful as the name, as pretty as the person." Smiling words.

I knew it was just a boy's crush, but somehow the fight succeeded in making me blush in shame. Don't ask me what my face looks like, it's possible that my face has been flushed like a boiled crab.

" Can I have her mobile number?"

I don't know why I'm following the buffalo in his nose. I quickly mentioned my twelve-digit phone number.

" Thank you, I'll see you next time." We shook hands and he walked away from me.

While I was still standing looking at his lost back in the crowd.

" Yahra..! "

I woke up from my daydreams because of the princess's grip on my shoulder.

" Look what the hell until I don't respond to my call ? Uda ready to pick her shoes?" Ask pouting.

" Don't be angry later get old soon." I said to the princess. I refocused on my main goal of finding shoes.

Yup! Finally the white shoes I was looking for. I went to the cashier's desk to pay. While my best friend, he was busy sitting in the corner while licking his ice cream that almost melted.

Princess Uda gede but never forget to eat ice cream. I chuckled to myself to see it.

" Yuk's home!" Take me.

He followed me walking beside me.

We walked towards the parking lot of the car. Mr. Anwar is on standby waiting in the car.

" Sir we go home yes.but princess anterin first." My orders are with papa's driver.

" Prepared non." Anwar answered, raising one thumb in his hand.

Beside me the princess was engrossed in sniffing about the book she had just bought. My best friend is a nerd. I love him even though sometimes his looks always make me gemes.

I didn't chimed in on the princess's words. I was busy with my own thoughts. About the man I met.

I was a fifth semester student. And this is the first time I've felt such a great tremor in my chest. Could I be in love?

I closed my eyes, trying to frame the man's face. Erik, even his name was immediately imprinted on my heart. Saying her name alone can attract my lips to smile.

" Zah, wake! I have arrived uda. Smile to himself, the new demon hates taste." The princess shook my body.

I opened my eyes. I grimaced at him.

" Why pout? Didn't stop by yet?" Rose princess to me.

I shook my head because I was already gone.

" Thank you, Mr. Anwar.." The princess waved her hand.

We also left the Princess's home page.

" We go home, non?" Ask Anwar sir.

" Yes sir. " My answer is short.

After fifteen minutes we finally arrived home. Bik Darmi opens the door.

" Not non, maybe there's extra tutoring."

I didn't respond to Darmi's words. Today I just want to rest at home. For me the room is the most comfortable place to get rid of fatigue.

I lay my body on the soft bed. I recalled meeting with Erik. I guessed his age, maybe twenty-six, twenty-seven or even thirty years. If it's still the limit of three heads not far adrift with my age.

But I doubt again, could he remember me? Or am I the only one who remembers this meeting? Or even I'm just a persimmon with charm.

I peeked at my forehead, there was a sense of dizziness that whack at the thought of this incident.

While I was thinking about Erik, suddenly my phone rang. I saw the number on the screen there was no name. Who the fuck? My heart was busy wondering.

This is the second call I have not answered. It's still the same number. My heart was moved to find out who owned this number.

(Hello.) I said on the air.

(Hello too, still know me?)

Oh lord... That voice! How could I forget that all day he was the only one in my head.

(Who is it?) I pretended to forget to keep the image.

(Sometimes forgot? I just can't forget you?)

(Gombal) I answered briefly. It turns out he's really good at making seduction. But why do I like it?

From across the street, only a laughing voice sounded. (I'm Erik, we met this afternoon at the shoe store. And we accidentally collided) he said again.

(Oh) That's all I can do. While my heart was beating like it was about to jump from its place. Is it too fucking me? Or is this my first love.

(I just want to let you know that this is my phone number. Maybe next time we can meet.)

(Oh okay! I'll save your number.)

( Ok. Yea)

(Bye.).

Phone connection disconnected. I jumped up in excitement, until I didn't realize there was a face behind the door that was peeking at my activity from earlier.

" What is Zah?

The alamak... The sound of mama. How could I not hear my mother coming.

I covered my face with a pillow because I was embarrassed to be in my mom's pergoki.

" Why are you? How does it go to jump like that? Like a little boy." Mama's lips while poking my chin.

" What the hell ma? Very much the same with the girls' business." I answered while scowling and turning my face away from the eyes.

" Something seems to be in love?" Guess mama.

Tuh kan's! Why the hell could mama's guess be right, I murmured inwardly.

" Take your guess." Mama raised her eyebrows teasing me.

" What's going on in my room?" I tried to divert our conversation.

" Don't divert our conversation, Zah!" My mom looked at me seriously.

" Nobody's hiding Zahra ma." Reply slowly.

" Remember Zah, you can get to know anyone, you can be friends with anyone, but only one that you should not do. DATING!" mom's message.

"Zahra tau ma."

Mama stroked the top of my head, "Well yeah, I believe you're an adult. You can choose what is good and bad. Don't misunderstand the belief that mom and dad gave."

I just nodded. Mama came out of the room, leaving me still stuck in this room.

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