Waiting for Love for Me

02 AS USUAL

They were both in the cafe. Dimas circulated his gaze in search of his other three companions.

Sandy waved her hand at them. Immediately Dimas and Alila walked up to Sandy who was already sitting with Nayla and Tama.

"Why are you guys late? And hey.., why are you holding hands so tightly like that? Have you guys been dating..?!" Sandy's bucket mouth can't be controlled anymore.

As soon as she heard Sandy's words, Tama quickly turned her gaze downwards. He saw the hand.

"Many basket-sights here." Dimas answered briefly while glancing at Tama who was still watching his hand grip with Alila. Sandy and Nayla looked around them. It was true, many men were watching Alila.

"Ah, Alila is the dream of men. Naturally they always pay attention to him." Nayla plainly expressed her opinion.

"Just like Tama, from her coming, the women are also busy spreading charms on her." Added Sandy.

Alila was about to let go of her hand, but Dimas actually pulled her away from the others.

"We'll get food first."

Alila according to him followed Dimas' steps, who continued to hold his hand. There was a haru stuck in the corner of his heart.

(You're acting like this is enough to make me happy, Dim.)

They arrived at the food room.

Dimas took off his hand. He looked at Alila along with Alila who was also staring at him.

Alila looked nervous as they stared at her eyes unintentionally. His heart rippled softly. While Dimas only smiled as he looked at Alila.

"Ehmm, what do you want to eat, let me get you?" Alila asked while throwing her gaze away from Dimas.

"So just one with you. I'm not too hungry."

"habit." Alila smiled again as she began to choose the available food.

"I'll get the drink first." Dimas said then went to the drink table.

Alila went on to take food with some side dishes for herself and Dimas. They often do, eating both in one dish. Dimas was happy to do it. Disturbing Alila's food and drink until finally became a habit until now.

"Night, Al. You alone? Can I hang out with you while we chat?" Suddenly a man came near to Alila at the food table.

Alila saw. She is Dika, one of the men who likes Alila and still continues to pursue her despite having been rejected by her.

Alila was silent. He was already lazy to serve a stubborn man like Dika.

"Come, Al. We'll talk there." Dika wanted to invite him to sit on the edge of the room.

"He's with me..!" Dimas came with two drinks in his hand. His body deliberately pushed Dika slightly away then he stood beside Alila. Alila was relieved to see Dimas coming.

Dimas put down the two glasses of drink he brought. Then with his left hand, he took out a plate full of food that Alila was holding.

"You just bring the drink, Al. Let's go back there."

Dimas waited for Alila to be ready to bring two glasses of drink in his hand. Then his right hand grabbed Alila's shoulder gently and took her away regardless of Dika at all.

(Dim, why is it that tonight all your attention I feel is different?)

They both arrived at the place of his friends. Tama, Sandy and Nayla were already sitting lined up in one corner, leaving an empty spot in the other. Alila put the drink glass on the table, then immediately sat down next to Nayla. Dimas followed sitting beside her while handing the food he brought to Alila.

"Eat first."

Alila started to scoop up her food. He inserted his first wedge along with Dimas's left hand curled backwards hugging his shoulder back.

Alila coughed at Dimas' treatment, while her mouth was still filled with food. Dimas immediately brought him a glass of drink.

Alila drank it until her throat was relieved. Dimas took back the glass that Alila was holding and drank it and put it back on the table.

Alila continued to eat but Dimas first picked up his spoon and went along to eat with him. Then they took turns enjoying the food.

"Are you out of plates and spoons again at a cafe this big?" Tama began to quip the habits of the two of them.

"Thank God they don't run out of glasses either, Tam. Haha.." Sandy chimed.

"But still drink one glass both tuh." Nayla added.

"Whispering ah.." Dimas continues to eat with Alila.

"What are you not worried about, if you say your people like indirect kissing?" Sandy asked.

"What does that mean, San?" Nayla asked without sin because she did not understand such things.

"Yes like them, Nay. Eat one plate, one spoon, drink one glass. It was the same spoon of glass, used up touch Alila's lips, then used change to touch Dimas' lips, keep alternating like that. Indirectly, their lips meet in the same place." Sandy explained at length like an expert.

"Keep, you guys think that's not it?" Ask Tama again.

"No." Alila and Dimas answered simultaneously, with the same answer.

"Where is the name of the kiss, use the lips. Lips meet lips. Where there try, lips far away like this can be called a kiss." Refuse Dimas does not want to lose.

No matter where the urge came from, Dimas suddenly turned to Alila who was still finishing his meal, then stared fixedly at the lips of the woman he was hugging.

(Geez, why am I looking at her lips.).

Dimas hurriedly turned his gaze in any direction, not wanting anyone to know his strange behavior earlier.

"After what other events?" Alila asked because she and Dimas had arrived late, so did not know the arrangement of the event tonight.

"Entertainment means, from the same cafe band to the faculty band." Answer Sandy.

And sure enough, before long the music began to play. The band cafe opened the event, followed by the appearance of the faculty band.

Alila and Nayla who sit next to each other are very enthusiastic to enjoy the songs presented by the performers. They both dissolve in the romantic atmosphere of love songs that some vocalists sing alternately.

Without Alila knowing, Tama and Dimas are both watching her who is still late enjoying favorite songs sung tonight.

If Tama had to hold herself back and watch Alila secretly, that was not the case with Dimas.

He calmly continued to watch Alila who was humming along singing his favorite song.

Until finally the time has shown ten o'clock at night. Dimas takes Alila home, and so do Sandy and Nayla.

"Tam, come home now?" Ask Dimas.

"Later. I don't have to take anyone home anyway. You guys go home first." Answer Tama.

The four of them leave Tama alone.

As when they came earlier, from their seats Dimas immediately clasped Alila's hand tightly, walking through the crowd in the cafe until they both got into the car.

In the car that has been driving, Dimas refocused with his wheel. She let Alila get engrossed with her phone which she had turned off during the event.

"Is anything important?" Ask Dimas.

"Nothing."

"We're going straight home or, as usual, Al?"

"As usual." Answer Alila.

"OKAY. As usual." Dimas smiled without changing the position of his face that remained focused on staring at the streets.

And as usual, they would spend time touring the city enjoying the nightly atmosphere, waiting until Alila fell asleep, then Dimas would drive her home.

Alila's parents never worried if Alila came home late. Because surely Dimas was always with Alila and looking after her.

Fifteen minutes later, Dimas saw that Alila had fallen asleep next to him with her head facing the window. It usually takes at least half an hour to put Alila to sleep.

(Why are you sleeping so fast, Al. I still want to be with you.)

Dimas pulled his car over. He arranged the backrest of Alila's chair to be more tilted back, so that Alila slept more comfortably.

After that he took the blanket that he always put in the back seat and immediately enveloped Alila's body to the tip of her foot.

Yes, the ritual as usual it was only him and Alila who knew. Because they only do it when they are both gone.

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