Anesta And Mahesa
Bee

"Hi, have you been waiting for me?", I honestly feel awkward. Moreover, he invited me to the campus.

I've been through a long time of being single. So it feels weird that suddenly someone picked me up. I hope I didn't have the wrong attitude in front of him.

And one more thing, I don't want my friends to know about this. I'm not ready for questioning, teasing or anything.

Now, what should I call him?. Honey, Beb, Darling, Love, Girlfriend or call dear what is suitable for her.

The status of a friend to be a lover is sometimes confusing and awkward.

"No, about 15 minutes"

"Do you know I'm here?", one stupid question that comes out of my mouth if the wrong behavior.

It must be from Dea. She knew my whereabouts without asking.

"Dea who told you, just before here I stopped by your boarding house first. Dea said you rehearsed the choir on campus. Dikasih know the complete position of the training room. Fortunately, they did not draw the same floor as him". It was actually Dea who told me.

"I'm sorry, Nes, I didn't call if I wanted to see you. I want a surprise"

"Yes, and I was really surprised. But I like the surprise. Thanks", I said sincerely.

"Yuk, go straight to the boarding house or where do I take the Princess?"

"Oh yes, ummmm then immediately prepare a carriage because I want to go somewhere I really want. I've been imagining it since".

Ah, good to play this drama too. The princess and her handsome bodyguard. It seems like one day I will write it into a novel.

"Well Princess, I'll deliver wherever the princess will go"

"Hahaha, please play the drama. I want to eat!"

"Where do you eat?"

"Eat rames rice near kos. It's delicious, the rice portion is a lot"

"Hahaha Nes, does every time you finish your meal training have to be a lot?"

"Often the hell, that singing exercise drained all my energy. Eat a lot but cheap"

"OK, who was afraid to accompany the princess who ate a lot", I saw Mahesa withhold her laughter and I immediately landed a pinch on her waist "No need to suck!".

He laughed out loud, "You're so funny, Nes!"

On the bike we didn't talk much. I saw Mahesa concentrating on riding the bike.

He's actually a guy who doesn't talk much. Every time we met, I was like a monologue and he just chimed in. Sometimes he starts the conversation and tells the macem-macem. Then I let it go and I just looked at it. He usually stops the story.

Sometimes he's too pushy if I keep staring. "Why Nes? Is something wrong?".

"Nothing's wrong, I love it when you tell me", and then he'll just smile and look at me.

If the situation is like this, I am grateful to always have a lot of story supplies. Either a story about my cute friends or about my activities. Including stories about the novels I read.

"Nes, are you seriously eating that much?"

"Barbar is eating it?"

"Ehmmm, can your stomach hold that much food?"

"Can dong, I'm actually a laper"

And after looking at my very barbaric portion of the meal, I just hope that he doesn't turn away from me. Women who are small and thin can eat a lot.

"Where was your script after meeting the lecturer, smoothly?"

"Current, smooth, kayak toll road. There's just a little revision. The day after I'm going forward for chapter 2, I did half the work yesterday"

"I think you want to graduate quickly, huh, Nes?"

"Yes, I don't really like lingering around asking mama for money. I feel like a burden to my mom. If you can quickly pass trus fast work is good. At least I can support myself. Thank you for helping my mom with my sister's school fees"

"I didn't expect a grandiose Sa"

"If I just wish you hadn't gone far away from me, Nes". I held one hand that was free.

"I'm serious Anesta".

"Yes, I know"

Soon we left my food stall, which all the servants knew me.

So if Mahesa had a hand-holding event, I'm sure they'd be wondering whether tomorrow or the day after.

Frankly I've never been comfortable talking for long in the dining hall. At any time I can meet my college friends here. I'm afraid I have to answer their questions.

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"Mahesa, I know you're serious. I am serious about this relationship too. But right now I can't promise you anything. Let's just pray, I can keep working here after graduation"

"We live what is there now. Don't worry about making us unhappy"

"You know what? Until now I haven't told my mom about you and our relationship"

"I'm not ready to hear my mom's 'anger' because I'm reckless to date you" I caught my breath.

"Mahesa, I just want to enjoy this relationship for what it is, that's all"

There was a long pause, he just kept looking at me. I know he understands what I mean.

Later then...

"Ehm, Um! What do I call you?"

"I mean?", his eyes looked confused. From a serious attitude, I turned a ignorant smile at him.

"Honey, honey, baby, mas, love, or what is it? Usually everyone who is just dating has a friendly call", I began to tease this quiet man.

"Ohhhhh, hahaha. Whatever you!. Calling my name is okay too"

"Dannnn, what do you want to call me?", I'm even happier teasing her.

I saw him start to misbehave, scratching his head. I also became happier teasing him.

Suddenly both of his palms held my cheeks and held the position of my face in order to look into his eyes.

"Whatever call you want to mention, whatever. As long as you're happy" her voice shriveled and then she kissed my lips gently.

I could only be flabbergasted, I did not expect such a response.

After kissing me, she said "Hmmm, it looks like you can call me dear and I'll call you Bee".

A few seconds ago she had broken my heart with her soft kiss on my lips. My heart beats so fast. After that, she teased me.

"Bee? The bees? How is that anyway?"

"For me you're funny and adorable, your presence always gives a cheer. And secondly, I just wanted to call you a different call"

"Okey, I agree. So now I call you baby and you call me bee?"

"You keep calling me Mahesa but I'd rather you call me darling"

"Alright sweetheart".

Ah, sweetness is also heard in my ears. Or because I haven't called someone dear for too long.

"Tonight I'll stay up late again working on my script. I hope the day after tomorrow is over. I'm not good with my guidance counselor if it's not finished. Though I'm the one who asked for the guidance schedule to be advanced"

"Recomm"

"We'll talk again tomorrow, we'll have tomorrow and we'll see me tomorrow"

"Yes, I'll go home first. Take care of your health, as much as possible do not stay up"

"Oh yes, Sunday I want to take you somewhere, hopefully the weather is bright. Because the place is far away"

"Where the hell?"

"If I say now it's not a surprise anymore"

"Okay, I'm patiently waiting". In my heart I almost screamed and forced it.

"I came home first, Love you Bee", kissed my forehead. I bought the top of my head.

Suppose it was this beautiful, why did not God bring me to him.