Unknown Love's

Ananta and Giovani

Today is exactly one year Kinara left Indonesia.

This afternoon he was enjoying the sky of Paris accompanied by a glass of warm chocolate that he had just made to kill the cold air this morning.

Eight o'clock Paris time. Kinara was tidy, preparing to go to campus. He chose ESMOD as his destination campus for further studies. There she majored in Fashion Design.

Indeed, the fashion world is a new world for him, but Kinara has long loved this field. He likes to make some clothes designs, only since the first teacher lecture his interest had receded.

"Hmm.my lecture schedule today is not too dense. I can take part time", he murmured himself after observing his schedule today.

Paris gave him a place to treat the regret, sadness and loss he experienced after the departure of Erlangga. In this city he also rebuilt his dream without ever forgetting the figure of a man who he believed was happy up there.

"Mas.today I have a test. Pray that my exam goes well and the results are good, yes, mas", Kinara always speaks for herself while staring at the photo of Erlangga that she keeps on the nightstand.

The exam he took today was quite challenging because he had to present a work with a spring theme.

"Hai Kinara", said Ananta. She's Kinara's best friend at ESMOD. Just like her, Ananta is also from Indonesia, only she has been living in Paris since her teens because her parents are businessmen here.

"Hai Ana", replied Kinara sumringah. He held back his steps in the lobby to wait for a small running Ananta to approach him.

"May our test today go well yes, Ra", Ananta said.

"Yes, I'm nervous" said Kinara putting on her nervous face.

"Let's do the best", Ananta support.

Exams began, one by one students presented their work. There are many interesting designs, ranging from dresses, dresses, T-shirts, blouses, skirts to pants.

Kinara presented a cold shoulder with peach-colored long sleeves. This work he combined with mini skirts colorful flower motifs.

Kinara explained every detail of the shirt perfectly. While Ananta presented a backless blouse with a bright red color that he combined with old gray trousers. Ananta also appeared confidently presenting his work.

Two hours passed, the exam was over.

"It seems like sometime we should try to wear this work of ours" Ananta said as they spent time in a cafe not too far from campus.

"Yes, but we have to wait for spring to come. I think the current season is less friendly with the clothes we make" Kinara replied. Paris is entering winter.

Four o'clock in the afternoon. Kinara had already changed her clothes with a uniform.

Yes, during her time in Paris, she chose to fill her time working part time and she was lucky enough to get the opportunity at a well-known boutique owned by the Ananta family.

Rosse Boutique and Design, the name where Kinara works part time. After getting tired at the cafe, Ananta drove her to the boutique.

"There are always new models every time I come here" said Ananta who looks busy looking at some of the dresses on display. Indeed, only occasionally he visited the boutique owned by his mommy.

"Yes. Your mother is amazing, every time I come to work, I can see a beautiful and slick new design. It seems like your mother never ran out of ideas", Kinara praised the owner of the boutique.

Ananta smiled at Kinara's praise for her mother.

"That's mommy. She's a box idea" she said, accompanied by a crisp-sounding laugh.

Kinara was still engrossed in talking to Ananta while arranging some new model outfits for display in the storefront and in the mannequin. Ananta helped him.

"Hi girls.you looks busy", the voice that came suddenly surprised Kinara and Ananta.

"Ck, this is mommy's boutique, An. Whenever I want to come, yes I just come" replied Giovani lightly. His eyes watched Kinara's movements focused on her work and did not notice her presence there.

"Don't try to disturb my best friend huh!", Ananta warned his sister. She knew that ever since Kinara worked at her mommy boutique, her sister was always looking for reasons to come there just to see her best friend

Giovani smiled his sweet smile, he did not care about his little sister's warning.

"Wouldn't you like to greet me?", Giovani stepped on his feet, approaching Kinara who was still busy putting on a dress in a mannequin.

"Sister!", Ananta shouted at his brother, but he ignored it.

Kinara only smiled faintly as Giovani's distance from her was so close. Giovani was happy to see that smile.

"This dress will be better if you wear it" said Giovani holding the end of the dress dangling from the mannequin.

"It's for sale, Gio", that's all Kinara said, and he went to the other mannequin.

Giovani's eyes are not off him. I don't know since when, but Giovani always tried to get close to Kinara whenever there was an opportunity, like this time.

"I'm sorry, brother, yes. She's still bothering you", Ananta comes up to Kinara and comes back to help her.

"What's wrong", replied Kinara shortly.

Feeling ignored, Giovani finally chose to find mommy in the second-floor workspace.

"Mommy.", he said as he entered the room.

"Oh hi dear. Tumben you here?", asked Mommy Rosse who seemed to focus on coloring some of the clothes he had just made.

"Mom...can I take Kinara out?", asked Giovani without further ado.

Mommy Rosse paused for a moment the movement of his hand, his eyes turning to look at his beloved son.

"What for, dear?", asked Mommy Rosse, astonished.

Giovani settles down on the couch, "I just want to take her out, that's all, mom. Please...".

Mommy Rosse got up from his seat, he walked over to Giovani.

"Gio..are you interested in him?".

Giovani smiled at his mommy's question.

"Who wouldn't be interested in a girl like her, mom".

"Hmmm...is it? all right, you can take her out, but take your sister, too, yeah".

"What's? why should I take Ana too, mom?. I just want to go alone with Kinara", complained Giovani.

Mommy Rosse moves her right index finger, a sign that she will not allow her son to leave alone with Kinara.

Giovani took a deep breath, "Ok, mom. I'll take Ananta too", he knows his mommy is indisputable.