Waiting for Love for Me

04 ICE CREAM

A few days later, it was time to return the toga shirt to campus, as well as pick up graduation papers.

On the terrace of Alila's house, Dimas had waited half an hour without informing her of his arrival.

Finally he took his phone and sent a message to Alila.

"When are you going out?"

"Have you come, Dim?"

"Half hours."

Shortly after, Alila was already standing beside Dimas' chair.

"Why didn't you tell me that it came from earlier, Dim?"

"Why can't I feel my coming from earlier, Al?"

"You think I'm a fortune teller?"

"Your heart is insensitive, Al."

(Why am I wrong, Dim?)

Dimas stood up and stepped into the car. Alila followed behind him, stuffing her paperbag containing a toga shirt in the back seat, next to Dimas's paperbag. Then opened the front door, sitting next to Dimas. The car drove too.

"Don't stay on campus for long." Dimas finally made a sound without turning his face away.

"Why, Dim?"

"The company I watched."

"Why isn't your boyfriend the one you're asking?"

"Don't talk about anyone else, Al."

(Alright, it's up to you, Dim.)

"What do you want to see, Dim?"

"Circus."

"What movie am I talking about, Dim? Don't be funny, you're not funny."

"I'm not a comedian."

"Already know not a comedian, why make a crunchy joke."

"I'm not funny, just answer your questions."

"Huuftt.., I better shut up. It's free to talk to you, Dim."

Alila turned her face to look out the window. He always loses in a fight with Dimas.

Dimas glanced at Alila. A small smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

(You're so adorable, Al.)

Arriving at the campus, the atmosphere at their faculty is still quite crowded because the lecture schedule takes place as usual.

Dimas immediately took Alila to the toga dress room. They immediately handed over their paperbags, then received a map containing their graduation files. After that they immediately left the room.

Because there they did not meet anyone including Tama, Sandy and Nayla, Dimas finally invited Alila to leave the campus.

"We go see, Dim?"

"Where are you going first?"

Alila shook her head.

Dimas saw the watch in his hand. The screening time in the bishop is still an hour more than now.

They arrived at the mall parking lot. Dimas immediately took Alila upstairs in an elevator. Arriving at the intended floor, Dimas holding Alila's hand walked into the food court area.

They walked into an ice cream shop at one corner of the foodcourt. Dimas was already very familiar if that place was Alila's favorite place.

Alila only smiled when she realized Dimas was taking her to the tavern.

After choosing his order, they sat face to face waiting for the ice cream to come.

Accidentally their eyes met again.

Alila tried to hide her nervousness that burst out instantly. He immediately turned his gaze out of the foodcourt and tried to regulate his fast-paced heart rhythm.

(Stop that look of yours, Dim. Don't make me misbehave because of it.)

While Dimas, he persisted in keeping his eyes on Alila. He kept staring at that uneasy looking face. The longer, the more he enjoyed every change of expression on Alila's face.

(What are you hiding from me, Al? Why does your face change like that?)

Their orders came. They began to enjoy the ice cream without saying a word. Dimas quickly devoured the ice cream. He started taking Alila's ice cream with his ice cream spoon. She really likes to annoy and tease Alila, from the past.

Satisfied bothering Alila, she stood up about to leave him.

"Recycle your ice cream. I'll get the tickets first."

This morning, she booked the ticket online.

Alila silently looked at Dimas step by step who was walking out of the foodcourt towards the cinema area opposite her.

Soon Dimas was back in front of Alila.

"It's over?"

"It."

Alila stood in front of Dimas. His feet will begin to move. But Dimas' left hand held his arm.

His gaze swept that lip clean. Her eyes stared at my thin lips Alila without blinking.

(I'm sorry, Al. Yours is very tempting.)

Alila took the tissue from Dimas' hand. Repeating cleansed his lips while pulling Dimas' hand away from the place. He was embarrassed to have been a spectacle of some visitors around them.

"Don't do that again in public, Dim. If anyone sees us and reports to your lover, I can be mistaken for a punter!"

Dimas laughed at Alila's words.

"Okay, I'll do it while we're alone, it looks like it'll be more romantic, Al."

Alila gliding by herself.

"It's not like that I mean, Dim.."

"You said it yourself. Do not do it in public. Isn't it obvious that means you want us both.."

"Stop, Dim."

"I'll do it..."

"Dim..!"

"When we both will..."

"It...!!"

Dimas still continued to talk as he wished to make Alila could not stand it anymore and pulled over in a long chair, then quietly lowered her head.

Realizing that his arm had slipped off, Dimas stopped and looked for Alila. He saw her sitting at the end of the chair and immediately approached.

"I.."

Alila was silent. His feelings are clashing. On the one hand he is happy to be alone with the person he loves and always gives him more attention. But on the other hand, he must also know that the person he loves has been owned by another woman.

He was just in a dilemma, not knowing how to respond to the attention Dimas always showed him.

"O..!" Dimas called again.

"I'm fine." Alila stood up and strengthened her heart.

"I'm sorry for my words, Al."

"Forget it." Alila walked ahead of Dimas.

"I.." Dimas.

"Al, tell me what's going on?"

"I told you there's nothing."

Alila continued walking towards the cinema area and then sat down to lean on the sofa of the waiting room.

Dimas sat next to Alila. He kept staring at Alila, asking for an explanation.

(Why is my heart sad to see you shut up to me, Al.)

"Al, please don't shut up. Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Alila took a deep breath and took it out slowly, trying to organize her fragile heart.

"Lately I feel your attitude towards me is different, Dim. Or maybe it was just my feeling. I don't know."

Dimas breathed heavily. He still wanted to listen to Alila.

"I just don't want our closeness to be a bully in your relationship with your girlfriend, Dim. I don't want him to misunderstand me."

Yang Alila knew, the woman who became the lover of Dimas at this time did love Dimas, unlike the previous women who just wanted to have a moment of fun with Dimas.

Dimas finally understood everything. Everything Alila felt. He felt guilty, for hiding something from Alila, to make Alila feel this way.

(Should I tell you everything now, Al?)

Dimas wanted to talk more freely and calmly with Alila, but their current place was not the right place. His heart kept weighing.

"Wait here for a second, Al."

Dimas ran small towards the counter. He talked to the officer there and returned the ticket he had brought and the officer handed him a new ticket.

Dimas returned, he pulled Alila's hand and clasped it tightly carrying her out of the cinema area and down towards the car park.

Alila followed with questions in her mind. But he had not dared to ask Dimas anything.

Dimas drove his car at a moderate speed.

"Where are we going, Dim?"

"To my house."

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