Woman, Don't Go From Me
CH - 27
The man that I saved his life turned out to be you Ndre, how could this happen? Destiny played me.
tok tok tok tok
Andreas knocked on the door of Citra's room.
" I'm going out, you lock the door. I think I'm home a little late." Andreas Said.
Chequek!
Citra opened the door of her room.
"About once?" Ask Citra.
"Yes, there's an important invitation I have to attend. You're not papa by yourself? I'll try to get home soon."
Hearing Andreas' short words was somehow like there was a rose in Citra's heart. At first glance the words imply Andrew's concern for him.
"okay.. "
"I'm going ya." Pamit Andreas's.
Citra nodded in agreement with Andreas' request.
Andreas immediately got out of his house and started driving his car to get out leaving Citra.
"God.. " Accidently, the image remembered something.
Immediately Image dialed someone's contact across there.
"*Hall*o? Aunty? "
"I forgot the show tonight."
"Yes.. Can image definitely be taken."
"Yes Citra with aunt."
"Oh yes Citra there aunty."
Image ended the call on his phone.
Aunt Riris, that's the name written on her cell phone contact. She is the mother of her best friend, Fiana.
Some time ago they accidentally met when Citra was shopping at the minimarket.
Citra opens an online ojek application to order. Before long he had the nearest driver. Within 15 minutes the driver will arrive.
The image immediately took advantage of that short time to change clothes and prepare to be ready.
15 Minutes later.
"Citra Maharani? "
The driver made sure when he saw the beautiful girl make thin up in a knee-high pastel dress standing in front of the house he was heading to.
"Rubber." Jawb Short imagery.
"According to the application, sis the address?"
"Yes.."
The online motorcycle driver gave his helmet to Citra.
Citra was going to ride her own motorcycle to get out of the house. But considering that he is now two-bodied he undoes his intentions.
Citra wore a denim jacket that she was carrying and wore a helmet from the driver.
*****
"Tante Riris?" Call Citra.
The middle-aged woman in the covered dress smiled seeing the arrival of Citra.
"Auntie.."
The image kissed the back of Riris' hand and hugged her tightly.
"Strouble finding a aunt's number you know? Finally got it. Say that after graduating from college. Never play at home again?" Riris touched the tip of Citra's nose with her index finger.
"Sorry aunt. Actually Citra was hit by a disaster, five years ago . Citra mobile phones got snapped up so contact at all. And fit Citra play to the house of aunty, aunt has moved. "
"You can call Fiana.."
"Yes aunty but.. " Picture does not continue the sentence.
"Yes, it's discussed later. The show's about to start we go in yuk."
Riris and Citra walked hand in hand towards the main floor of the magnificent building which of course belonged to the Andreas family. The Andreas family does often sponsor artists for this kind of event.
Sometimes they exchange stories with laughter.
****
On the center main stage stood a beautiful, graceful woman. The woman in a black dress with a low cleavage was singing a single song to Two.
All eyes in the room were of course fixed on the beautiful golden-voiced woman in the midst of the glitter of the stage.
The song ended and was replaced by the presenter who is now on duty.
"Fi. "Call Riris to the woman in the black dress who is now behind the scenes.
Fiana was stunned to see who the woman in front of her was. But he acted as if he was ordinary and tried to review the smile.
"He's here with mom." Riris.
Fiana looked at Riris with a hostile look as if she did not like what Riris did.
"FIs.. How have you been doing all this time? You moved house didn't say Fi." Citra Say.
Fiana only smiled cynically not answering or responding to Citra's words.
Riris who realized Fiana's attitude immediately made an excuse.
"It looks like Fiana is tired of Cit, you're just like aunty on the outside." Bring Riris.
"Ohh yes aunt.. Emm just so happens to Citr also want permission to go to the restroom."
"Ohh.. Okay!"
***
The image looked at his face in the mirror. She tidied up her slightly messy hair after washing her hands.
"Hehh…"
The image sees a shadow in the mirror. There was Fiana who was folding her hands leaning against the toilet wall.
"Gue wants to talk."
The image looks happy because it met Fiana in the toilet. But the way Fiana looked and spoke was so unfriendly that it faded the smile on Citra's face.
"Lo don't get along with me. " Say Fiana.
Citra was really surprised by Fiana's telling considering how close they used to be.
"We're not that close." Fiana who managed to make the heart of Citra sick.
"Don't 'cause my mama's good at you. Lo so benefitin he made pansos the same me. Denger yes!"
Fiana approached Citra.
"Our levels are different. You don't know me, and vice versa. " Whisper Fiana.
"FIANA.." riris jolt from behind the toilet door. I don't know since when the middle-aged woman was standing at that place.
Fiana said nothing. He just stared at Riris with a huff and passed ignoring her.
"Cit.. You don't enter the heart of Fiana's talk, son. He's got star syndrome. Sorry he is, son. "
The image shook slowly.
"Citra ngerti aunty. How Fiana looks."
"Yes yes already. Let's see Fiana's performance again yuk. He said there will be an important announcement. Aunt is curious."
Imagra.
They walked back to leave the toilet.
****
"I'm not pretty?" Tempted Fiana to the man who was playing his phone in the main artist's special room.
The man gave a quick glance at Fiana and then returned to playing his phone.
"Yes... Has the concert not finished yet?" Answer Andreas flat.
"One more song. Let's go, I'll take you to the VIP seats. "
Fiana took Andreas to the audience. Of course it attracts the attention of the paparazzi in that place and makes them immediately crowded.
Czech Czech
"Why are you getting married soon?"
"Is this news true? Please confirm, brother!"
Crowds of reporters constantly taking pictures of Fiana and Andreas, also looking for him with various questions.
Fiana commented on the sweet smile, while her assistant tried to protect her from the crowd of news seekers.
"For the news it is true. Yes I'm engaged." Fiana replied with a smile again.
Occasionally he looked at Andreas with a spoiled smile. "Well, baby?"
"Wahh really guys"
A bunch of gossip hunters whispered to each other.
"Guys is really guys." Whisper those reporters.
"So brother and Andrew Yudhistira are getting married soon?"
"Just pray for the best for us ." Fiana's smile grew again but not with Andreas.
Without them knowing it turns out that a pair of black eyes are watching them with tears that have flooded his smooth cheeks.
I knew I shouldn't have this feeling and had to be ready for whatever would happen given my status. But the more I tepis this feeling gets stronger. And the pain I think is getting deeper too.
