Waiting for Love for Me

22 SIGNS OF LOVE

On Sunday morning, Dimas arrived at Alila's house. Before Alila came out, she had a casual chat with Alano on the front porch.

"Mas Dimas is serious about Al?"

Ever since Alano asked Dimas to take his place to look after and accompany Alila every day, the young man began to notice Dimas' relationship with his older brother.

He knew they were friendly and very close. But what he saw lately, precisely since they graduated from college, Dimas and his brother's relationship got closer in a different sense.

"Seriously what do you mean?"

"Seriously the relationship. More than friends. You guys been dating?"

Dimas looked at Alano with his sharp gaze. Alila's sister although her nature is not much different from her, but when it comes to her brother she is very protective and full of worries.

With only two years of age, they are very close as brothers even though at home they more often look like rats and cats that are always crowded and reproachful.

But more than all that, Alano is very loving and protecting Alila, as well as Dimas, but in the sense of affection that is not the same.

"You think?" Dimas threw back his question.

"I'm not really interested in this kind of thing, ma'am. Only this time inevitably I should know because it's also my responsibility."

Dimas smiled thinly. He knows Alano loves Alila very much, although he rarely shows it in person. Sometimes he sees himself in Alano. It was only Alano's nosy nature that he didn't have.

"I love him."

"Only baby? There are also many others who love the same mbak Al, mas."

Alano was dissatisfied with Dimas' answer. He was sure there must have been a sense of more than that between them.

Dimas looked back at Alano. During these three months he had already interfered a lot with the young man's time. Alano even helped her give some information about Tama and Dika which she did not actually ask to do.

"I love Alila."

He finally told Alano the truth.

"That's dong mas, confess too.." Alano smiled widely feeling pleased to get the latest hot news directly from the source.

Simultaneously, Alila came out and was shocked to hear Dimas's words to Alano. He looked towards Dimas who already knew of his whereabouts near the door.

Dimas knew that Alila had heard his words earlier. He gave Alano the code with his eye movements.

Alano, who had captured the code from Dimas, remained silent in his chair. She pretended not to know her brother was standing behind her.

"But be careful mas, mbak Al is a lot of lack you know. He was originally fierce and angry indistinct, but if the same you he can only be tame and sweet-ass."

Suddenly Alila's eyes glared at the words of her careless sister.

"She is also very crybaby, especially if you miss the same mas, can cry all night while hugging a photo of Dimas mas on her phone. It's so fucking bucin."

Alila further rounded her eyes to hear Alano's mouth still speaking at will.

"Yes, one more. He's a molder, mas. You can sleep anywhere. And when he's asleep, it's hard to build."

"Remember no mas, the time to go home those nights. Carrying from the car until the room alone he still did not wake up. It seems very comfortable to carry with you. Putting her on mas, being kept on with you."

Alano smiled satisfied with all his chatter which he deliberately said louder for Alila to hear clearly.

And suddenly a punch from Alila's hand landed on Alano's head. Not only that, Alila also pulled her ears. Alano grimaced in pain holding her head and ears, although she did not actually feel too much because she was satisfied to be able to tease her brother.

"Auww.., ouchh..!! Mbak pain, KDRT is his name. It's so rough being a girl. Anybody wants to be just as brutal a girl as you are, mbak.."

Alano's mouth still continued to issue a can to provoke Alila's anger.

"Shut up, Lan!"

Alila's face was red between holding her shame on Dimas and also her anger on the sister who was acting out.

"Already, Al. Don't be angry anymore. Let's just go. I'll stay, Lan."

Dimas got up and pulled Alila's hand to follow her towards the car.

"Be careful, mom. The patient, the angry has not lost it."

Alila turned her head back leaving a look of anger for Alano who only replied to her with a wide laughter full of satisfaction.

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In the car that had gone, Alila was still upset by her sister's actions that made her ashamed of Dimas, especially now that they were only two in the car.

"Without Alano saying anything, I know what you are, Al."

"But not everything he says is true, Dim. He overestimated everything."

Dimas smiled at the defense that Alila was trying to do. For a moment he turned his gaze towards Alila. Seeing her pouting face and still leaving a shy hue made Dimas feel very anxious.

"Oh yeah? Tell me, which is incorrect or excessive?"

"You're not a bad-tempered person? But I saw for myself you were angry at your sister.."

Alila just shut up.

"You never cry because of me? Even hugging my picture?"

Alila grew quiet and embarrassed.

"You're not a sleepyhead? Aren't you my favorite Sleeping Princess, Al?"

Alila smiled hearing Dimas mention the nickname that had long been given to her. His view shifted to Dimas who was still focused on driving.

"I'm sorry, Dim. I'm just embarrassed that Alano told you everything."

"I told you before, without him even telling me I already know what you are, Al. Just as you have understood how I am."

Dimas turned the car into his yard. There was another car parked in the open garage.

"There's a guest, Dim?"

Dimas did not answer. He turned off the car engine but the door was still locked by him.

"Al, close your eyes first."

Dimas had already changed his sitting position facing towards Alila, with a slight lift of his left leg up on the steering chair.

"What's up, Dim?"

Alila was still waiting for Dimas' reply with a confused and unsettled face. His heart kept wondering and guessing‐duga.

"Just close your eyes. Just for a second."

Finally Alila complied with Dimas' request and immediately closed her eyes.

Looking at Alila who had complied, Dimas took something from the car drawer. A small box was in his hand. With a visible face starting to stiffen, he opened it and took out the contents inside.

Although his face was tense and nervous, Dimas steadily grabbed Alila's left hand and pinned a ring on Alila's ring finger. Her tense face began to disappear and changed with a smile.

"Now open your eyes, Al."

Alila who had felt something attached to her ring finger, immediately opened her eyes and looked towards her hand that was still being held by Dimas.

Her eyes began to wateryly observe the ring that had adorned her ring finger and looked extremely beautiful.

"Dimas, here....."

"This is a sign of my love for you, Al. Proof of my true feelings for you."

"I want us to be close and together. I don't want to be separated from you anymore."

"Just three months ago I had to be away from you, Al. I don't want to lose you from my days anymore."

"With this ring, I hope that my heart and your heart will continue to be bound and look after each other forever."

Dimas kissed Alila's hand very gently just above the perfectly circular ring on her ring finger.

"Dim, this is all like a dream.."

Alila covered her mouth with her right hand, trying to refrain from letting out sobs. However, tears still flowed down both of her cheeks.

"If it's a dream, then keep dreaming and go through it with me."

Dimas further tightened his hand grip. She tries to convince Alila that everything is real between her and herself.

"I love you, Alila."

Alila brightened up a smile shrouded in happiness, representing the expression of all the feelings in her flowery heart.

"Thank you, Dim."

Dimas wiped the remaining tears that were still left on Alila's pretty face. He let go of Alila's hand slowly.

"Let's get down. Somebody wants to see you, Al."

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