[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 52

Alka sighed many times. He did not know what to do to Meira who continued to cry even though they were in Alka's apartment. Well, Alka did bring Meira to her apartment because she didn't stop crying. Not without reason, Alka just didn't want Hanin and Arya to think no to her.

Alka who was sitting on the sofa inching closer to Meira who was lowered with both hands clinging to each other on the lap. The girl's shoulder shook with tears that fell into her hands several times.

“You want me to hug or you are hugging?” ask Alka.

Hearing that, Meira grew sobbing. Not because of being moved by Alka, but feeling sorry for herself who could somehow fall in love with a guy as insensitive as Alka. Why do you think of Meira? The guy should just hug her without having to ask first.

“Gue just don't want to be considered rude to hug people without permission.” As if knowing with the girl's mind, Alka said so. “You don't, nih?” ask Alka again.

Meira looked up and looked over. The girl nodded with teary eyes.

Alka chuckles and pulls Meira into her arms. Letting the girl cry in her arms. Alka did not know, what feeling lay in her heart as she hugged Meira. Clearly, Alka was comfortable.

“So I don't want to ask why, so?” ask Meira suddenly. The girl pulled a little Alka T-shirt and rubbed her watery nose there.

Seeing that, Alka just hissed softly. Feeling sorry for her shirt which became Meira's impromptu handkerchief. “Gak. Not my business.” Alka then took off her embrace and stood up from the sofa. Let Meira look up at him.

“Where are you going?” ask Meira. Wiping away the traces of tears on her cheeks.

Alka did not answer. The man disappeared behind the door and returned after a few minutes. In his hand was a grey cloth.

“Nih.” Meira stared at the cloth in the form of hand shirts. He frowned and looked at Alka.

“Make what?” tanyakanya.

Alka gave a faint snort then sat back down near Meira. Pulls the girl closer to him and begins to erase Meira's trail of tears.

Meira riveted. Sipped his hard-earned saliva as his face with Alka was within a very close distance. Even Meira could feel the smell of mint from the man's breath.

“Wash, yeah!”

Meira jerks. The girl moved her lips as the handkerchief landed right on her face because Alka threw the handkerchief. Can't that guy be gentle for even a minute? Think Meira.

“Mahardika.” Meira's brows frowned at the writing in the lower corner of a photo frame with a TV. He smiled softly. Why can Meira be so stupid as to not realize that the last names of Alka and Samuel are the same.

“Why?” ask Alka. She heard faintly as Meira mentioned her last name.

Meira shook her head and put the handkerchief into her backpack.

“So Brother is really the same brother, Sam? Samuel Arion Mahardika's. Fam you guys are the same,” Meira said without looking at Alka. After putting a handkerchief into the bag, Meira leaned her back against the back of the sofa.

Alka was silent for a few seconds before she cleared her throat. He put his body aside and supported his head on the back of the sofa. Staring at Meira-yang closed his eyes-from the side.

Meira sighed softly and put her body aside to face Alka, letting their eyes collide in silence. Meira likes those black eyes, eyes that used to stare flat and sharp but hold a lot of weight.

Unknowingly, Meira's hand raised stroked Alka's black hair. Surprised, Alka cleared her throat hard enough to resuscitate the girl's actions.

Meira pulled her hand and chuckled.

“Reflex,” said.

Alka rolled her lazy eyes and changed her body position to look at the ceiling of the room. Meira remained in her position, she wanted to stare at Alka from the side.

According to Meira, Alka was much more handsome when viewed from the side. His nose is pointed, his eyelashes are plump, and his eyebrows look thicker. Meira was lulled in her admiration before anything dawned on her.

He straightened his body and saw Alka who was now looking at him with her right eyebrow raised.

“Kak, Al.”

“What?”

“Can we still be convinced after Kak Gilang realized?”

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