UNIVERSES

6. Grips

Desta and party are two different words. It means never synchronized even though almost the same. Desta hates parties but for the sake of his beloved best friend Desta willingly. Not really willing, rather forced.

Desta wears a white striped shirt, lined with a grey vest and black jeans. Don't forget the sneaker that made him look different tonight. Desta became the center of attention after the man got out of his car. His brown mane was blown off because the party was held outside the room. The arm part of his shirt was folded. Very different from Desta who always looks to wear a uniform. Because seeing Desta at a party is a rarity.

"Desta!" Call Keyra. The girl is no less beautiful, if usually in uniform alone is beautiful. Now Keyra is wearing a dangling dress. Her hair was covered with makeup that fit her face. Very elegant like famous models.

Keyra smiled towards Desta but was not responded to by a reply smile. The man continued walking coldly towards Keyra. "Happy birthday, wish you all the best." Said Desta, do not forget to give the gift that he had prepared beforehand.

Keyra was more enthusiastic to immediately open a gift from Desta. "What'sthis? Not a textbook." Gurau Keyra but not responded by Desta. Taking the man to joke is free. Desta's sense of humor is very high, small things like the jokes of the fathers will not be able to penetrate the laughing box of Desta.

"Gue go first, Desta, take care of the others." Keyra. Desta nodded in agreement before the girl who was the only one Desta knew went to see another guest. Desta sighed. Now what should he do? The last time Desta attended the birthday party was when his friend had a birthday, and it was a long time ago when Desta was still kindergarten. Afterwards Desta just studied, studied, and brought comics, now plus playing games.

Honestly, Desta is confused about what to do here. Although Keyra invited the average classmate, but Desta felt foreign here. Don't know anyone or maybe Desta is lazy to remember names. If asked to blend even Desta lazy. Introverted children do not seem to be in a crowd like this. Desta is wrong to agree to Keyra's compulsion to come to her birthday party.

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"the target! Don't stay away from me." Sema rolled her eyes lazy. Since ten minutes of travel passed Haru had more than a hundred times said the same sentence.

"Yes Haru, I didn't forget. Besides, I don't know anyone there but Lo." Sema Sahut. The girl tidied up the white hairpin that her Mama had fitted earlier. Not wrong with the taste of the mother eleven twelve with the fashion of today. Obviously, Papa said, Mama Sema is one of the most beautiful girls of the generation. Beauty is down to Sema but her feminism is not. Or maybe a little down but still, Sema lazy if you have to follow fashion. The exhausting is endless.

"Lo sure? We both dinner. I paid for it." Haru said again. How many times Sema said she wanted to attend this event because she was curious about what it was like to be present at a popular schoolgirl birthday event like Keyra.

"Jude, come home." Final Sema, his view is upset because Haru is too unstable according to him. Who told Sema to dress up this morning? It's beautiful even want to be enjoyed alone, delicious.

"Why go home?"

"To party or to go home?" Sema asked, deliberately with a sharp tone so that Haru knew she did not playfully want to go to the party. Haru sighed deeply, if the princess Sema had been this way it meant to be obeyed or later Haru could be inhabited for three days. It could be a week if Haru doesn't give something as a bribe.

"Yes-yes." Haru then drove his car to where the party was held.

"Inget, don't stay away from me!"

Some more! Sema was really sick of wanting to kick Haru out of the car. No, no, no, no. Haru is his family's asset if dying young is pity too.

Throughout the trip Sema just check her appearance makes Haru long-dead clucked. "It's beautiful." Said Haru who was careless with the girl. Sema looks at it at a glance but then chooses to dwell on her appearance again instead of replying to Haru's words or meeting. Not being able to, looking perfect at the perfect party is much more important.

Before long Haru's car had arrived at the party parking lot. Lots of cars lined up. Of course, because it is impossible for a Keyra to invite people carelessly. The party venue from the outside was already looking luxurious with two guards in front of him.

"Jude, brarti we can't get in. Let's go dinner."

Dinner, dinner, dinner. Dinner kept what the young man thought. "Haru, how the hell?" Tanya Sema was disappointed. Already beautiful and beautiful time in vain.

"Somehow you want to come in, let's see who the hell? Is there a Gebetan Lo in the dalem?" Tanya Haru. Then he looked quickly and then shook his head. "No!" The answer. Must sigh, between relief and confusion. Yes it is.

"Come on." Haru clasped Sema's hand without permission to walk towards the committee.

"But Haru—"

"Yes, let's try first, if we can't go in, we're Dinner."

Dinner again, Halah.

"Can you show me the invitation card?" Ask the committee to Haru.

"Eum, the card is missing, if you don't bring a card, can't you?" Ask Haru. He hopes he can't come in. Still dumb with his main intention. Dinners.

The two officials then discussed. "If you know what your name is?" Ask the committee. While opening an accounting book containing invited guests. If you do not bring an invitation, the only way is to check the name on the guest list.

"Magenta Radhika's Haru." Answer Haru. The committee that originally wanted to check suddenly turned their heads. Not continuing his activities and standing up.

"Oh mas Haru, please come in mas." Say the two committees.

"Well? Not in check?" Ask Haru.

"What's got to show is that Haru's mas is an important guest." Lah? Haru was confused.

"And that's it?" Ask the committee pointing towards Sema. Sema bit her lower lip, fearing she was not allowed in. Haru who understood then held Sema's hand again. "Oh, she's my girlfriend, Keyra said I can bring a partner or a friend." Haru replied making Sema surprised. Very frankly speaking without knowing the heart of Sema is beating twice as much as usual. Ngerepotin liver of the man Haru.

The committee nodded allowing Haru and Sema to enter the venue. With Haru still holding Sema's hand. And Sema was staring at that link.

This was not the first time his hand had been held by Haru. But this was the first time Haru's grasp felt so pleasant. Warming up until it feels like Sema does not want to take it off again, even though her hands are sultry.