WHY LOVE

Vacation (2)

A group of five adult men sat around a round table in a coffee shop. They sit back and enjoy the weekend at one of the malls in the Menteng area. Then tares the mall visitors who look crowded, do not interfere with the excitement of the fifth because the caffe area is blocked by clear glass.

One of the handsome men who participated in the hangout was Candra, and the other four men were her friends. Being alone at home makes it fun. So he accepted his friend's invitation to coffee together. Five cups of coffee and snacks filled the table in the room No smoking area. Casual chatter with laughter just flowed by. Until it does not feel like they have 2 hours of enjoying the afternoon while playing their respective phones.

"Go to the toilet first!" candra's farewell to her friends was answered only with a nod.

Step strapping handsome man named Candra who wore blue jeans was so confident. His muscular arms seemed to pop out from behind the black press body t-shirt that also wrapped around his queen belly. The look of love and admiration is also seen from the women who saw the pointy-nosed man typical of Arab descent passing by.

Crazy one! macho is so.

I really want to be her boyfriend.

Uwu.how the sensation if hugged him.

Lucky yes, the girl who became his partner.

That is, among them whispers of women see the figure of a cool Candra. He walked nonchalantly, towards the toilet which was a little far from where he was hanging out.

After the bathroom business, Candra again stepped her long legs to go to the coffee shop. His straight gaze pointed forward, capturing the familiar female figure standing on the glasses stand, dabbling through the glasses he had chosen.

Candra reviewed a thin smile. He did not turn to the coffee shop, but walked towards the graceful figure of a beautiful long black haired woman.

"Well, that's a good fit" said Candra who was standing at the side 1 meter away, giving an assessment.

Suddenly the yellow-skinned woman turned her face, feeling familiar with the sound of the bus.

"Eh, Mr. Candra! Wow, I can meet you here. Another walk with a girlfriend, sir?"

That woman, Salma. He felt surprised to accidentally meet his boss at the mall. Even more stunned, with a casual look that wraps his athletic body, which looks younger than when wearing a formal suit.

"I'm hanging out with my friends there" Candra pointed to a coffee spot that was headed for an increasingly crowded afternoon.

"Who are you?" Candra looked at Salma who looked elegant and fashionable with a blue jeans suit and a white top.

"I'm alone, just taking a walk. In kosan jemu alone. Children in the homecoming. Instead of hanging out at the boarding house, then wash your eyes here."

"Salma, wait a minute here. I want to say goodbye to my friends. Let's go for a walk!"

The new Salma opened his mouth to make a rejection, not to speak. Because Candra keburu ran with wide steps.

Oh God. He wants to take me for a walk. Huft, my heart's getting stiffer.

Spontaneous, Salma's hand held onto her left chest, feeling her tight thump.

"Come on! pay for the glasses." Candra who just arrived back, took the glasses that had been tried Salma. Give it to the waiter for a note.

"Eh, Mr. Candra, no! I didn't mean to buy it. Just try it." Salma panic. He is unlikely to pay for sunglasses that will drain his savings. Can-can until the end of the month just eat instant noodles.

"Relax, I paid. You'll need that when we work in the field. The model also matches your face. It looks so pretty." Said Candra with a faint smile.

Salma lowered her face, trying to hide the red hue that rose on both of her cheeks. The boss' praise made him misbehave.

"Please, Salma. Don't call me 'Sir'. It's out of work, Sal. Call Abang, just like Saints. Okay?"

Candra is protesting. He was uncomfortable with Salma's formal call.

"All right, sir uh brother." Salma nodded her head, Reviewing a thin smile even though her tongue felt stiff saying it.

"Smart kid." Candra raised both her eyebrows while giving a thumbs up.

The table on the side of the wide glass wall becomes the choice of seating Candra and Salma. Then the highway and the dense parking area is clearly visible from the top floor where he sits.

"Salma, why don't you go home?" While waiting for waiters to deliver orders for two packages of steak, Candra opened the topic.

"I'm lazy to go home, Bang. Parents always ask when they want to get married. If I didn't have a candidate, my parents would have betrothed the son of the hajj, the richest man in my village." Salma poked her lips. He was most lazy to receive a call from his father because he was often asked which girlfriend.

"Do you have a boyfriend yet?" Candra stared intently at the brown bead eyes that sat opposite her.

Salma shook her head. "I don't have a boyfriend. But there's a guy I've been cabing for a long time. Unfortunately, the guy's insensitive." Relaxed and calm, Salma slightly opened up her pent-up sense.

"That means he's a stupid man. Yesterday a beautiful and nice girl like you wasn't glimpsed."

If you knew, that stupid guy was you, Bang.

Salma chuckled with her own thoughts. "He's not stupid. But I'm the one at the height dreaming. He's a man who's not easy to reach, his heart's hard to touch." Bela Salma's.

"Stay away. I think only a stupid man would ignore you." Candra was overwhelmed by his opinion. Make Salma just shrug.

Right, he's insensitive. It means he doesn't have any feelings for me.

The complaint can only be voiced in the heart.

"Yes, don't talk about it anymore. Now we enjoy the day off with happy." Candra invites Salma to enjoy the steak that has just been delivered waiters.

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After performing the Asar prayer, Candra invited Salma to watch the cinema. Salma did not refuse. For him the opportunity close to the lover of his dreams is not necessarily come twice. Let him not have his person, but have his memories.

"Sal, pick the top seat huh! position's free. Buy the snacks too. I'll take the phone first." Candra gave her wallet to Salma's hand. He passed to the waiting chair as his phone kept ringing.

Bang, please don't act like this. I feel like your wife. The husband's wallet. Hixes

With slightly trembling hands, Salma opened the black leather wallet. His eyes were not ready to accept reality if there were photos of women inside.

Salma took two pieces of money pictured by Soekarno Hatta to pay for tickets and buy snacks. He did not dare to check the contents, very disrespectful, he thought. Just a glance he saw a row of cards and sheets of money that did not know how much. There is also a photo of two people in their teens smiling. Salma could guess it, it was a photo of Candra and Saints.

Candra and Salma were sitting side by side in the waiting chair while playing the phone. Waiting for the announcement of the theater door opened. Once in a while Candra plucks the corn pop that Salma holds. Indeed, people who steal the view pay attention to the interaction of the two, thinking that the two people are lovers or husband and wife.

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At nine or fifteen minutes, Candra's car arrived in front of a female boarding gate. They are satisfied and entertained after watching the Hollywood product action film.

"Bang Candra, thank you for today, also for all the treaties. I'm so happy." said Salma smiled sincerely after opening her safety belt. He still makes distance, not out of control in joking. Candra is the boss.

"Either. Met break yes!" Candra also replied with a faint smile.

Salma was still standing in front of the gate, though Candra's car was already invisible in sight.

It's Sunday night, the girl's looking her face up. Staring at the dark sky sprinkled with flickering stars. His face was crisp, never thought to be able to enjoy togetherness, which is usually present in wishful thinking and hope. Today's moment will be poured into his blue-covered diary.