TWELVE DAYS OF LOVE

Warteg

The first destination of this trip was a food stall. I must have had lunch before I left, but Scan must not have.

"Let's stop by lunch first" I told Scan after stopping the bike right at a warteg.

The girl complied by going down and stepping her foot into the warteg. He stopped in front of the warteg guard's mother, pointing at some of the menu. I kept going in and sitting on a table bench.

"Don't order food?" he asked after sitting in front of me.

"So we ate before we left. I feel full just looking at you."

"What?" his gerrick.

"Why indeed?"

"Boaster!"

I laughed, while he .. of course blushed.

The owner of the warteg also came to serve food order Cindai.

"Mom, iced tea two yes," I said to him who answered with a nod before he passed into his kitchen.

"So I ate it myself?" ask Cindai.

"What's? You want to eat a plate with me?" manya tease him.

"I didn't say that" he murmured.

I laughed and said, "Eat, baby."

He glares. "What?" snarl.

"Ow .. If you keep getting angry, eat it inexhaustibly."

"Stop disturbing!"

"OK .. okay," I said, lifting two fingers.

He began to put food in his mouth.

And I ... sat looking at him. Of course the figure I looked at became a misdeed.

"Don't look at me that way" he lamented again.

"Is there a law that prohibits?"

"Is there nothing else you can do?"

"All right." I took the phone out of my pants pocket and started playing it.

Cindai continued her lunch.

However, when it was cool to open various applications on the phone, a whatsapp message appeared.

The name of the sender of the message was written, I opened it.

"Naura," Ielse.

Cindai who heard me blur the name raised her head, looking at me questioningly.

An image of the invitation is emblazoned on the wa message from Naura.

The invitations were red with gold ink inscriptions. I read it carefully. Two names are listed there, Naura Salsabila and Reyhan Aldiano. They will hold a proposal event as well as an engagement.

Incredibly, this is an engagement but the invitation is already that grand. This is what Naura and her family wanted. Splendour.

And about the name of the man who will be with Naura, of course I know him. He is an office with Naura, serving as Account Officer at the Islamic bank.

Ah ... stop! Why I think about it.

[Congratulations. May you be happy forever.]

I returned the message. At least to let him know, I support his decision. Although maybe his intention to send me the invitation was to make me jealous.

No, that jealousy didn't cross my heart at all. I don't understand either. Is that how fast the love that used to be passionate about Naura disappeared?

On the contrary, what I feel is happiness. I'm happy that Naura is finally with the man who got her parents' approval.

Two blue ticks already marked our wa chat. It means he's been reading my message. And there's no more reply.

"Ehem .. who's chatting with a lover."

I raised my head, the girl in front of me was still eating, yet slightly glanced at me. Means he's been watching me secretly since.

You woman, you told me to look for other activities. After not bothering him, he was curious.

"Not a lover, but an ex" I said.

"The former can still be reversed" he said again.

Then I lifted the phone and pointed at him. Show me the picture of the invitation.

He looked at it seriously, then scrunched his forehead.

"Huh? Is your ex-boyfriend getting engaged to another man? That quick? And ... Look at the invitation is very good. Must be expensive. But ... for what are these fancy and expensive invitations? Because if the event is over, it will only be used as a chicken manure lifter that enters the house," he said later.

"Is there a time rule for moving on? Heh, in the city no chicken enters the house, the invitation will not be a chicken manure lifter. But ... will still be thrown away."

"It's the same, right?"

I thought for a moment, "Yes too, why make an expensive invitation when the intention is just to convey event information. It will only be rubbish."

"But ... Is Brother jealous?"

"What?"

"Yes, you guys haven't broken up long. Must be the remnants of flavor still there."

"How can the rest of the past still be there if my heart is struggling with the current taste?"

"I mean Brother?"

I put my face towards him, while he was fixated not wrinkled.

"I've fallen for another woman" I whispered.

"So fast?" ogre.

"Is there a time rule for falling in love?" my sigh.

Our gazes clung more and more tightly.

"Sorry, Neng, Bang, the iced tea is a bit old because the ice stone was used up, so I told my son to buy it to the shop." A voice with a Javanese dialeg made us disperse the scene earlier.

The owner of the warteg came to serve two glasses of iced tea.

"Oh, it's okay, Ma'am. Precisely the iced tea came at the right time," said Cindai as she quickly grabbed the iced tea and sipped it.

I just grinned, watching her nervous act.

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