Anti Romantic
Moving house
The Soekarno International Airport – Hatta.
After the decision to leave the princess to her two friends, Arum and his wife and youngest child went straight to the departure point. Here the three men say goodbye to Raufan and Aira did not forget also with Argan.
Deana hugged her firstborn tightly after her husband broke her arms against Grey, rubbed her soft shoulder and kissed her cheeks and forehead, he cannot bear the grief of leaving Grey unattended without knowing how long.
“Peach yourself well, dear.” Deana breaks her arms caressing Grey's right cheek with her index finger.
Grey nodded in agreement, his lips twisting a smile as thin as possible can even be said to be just a pull without intention, in fact Grey heavy to see the departure of both his parents and his sister, want it to feel he held back and whined not to be left but stopped him doing.
“So don't miss Dennis, yeah!” The 10-year-old boy hugged Grey by sticking his head against Grey's chest.
“Yes, I won't miss Dennis.” Said Grey lying, honestly from his parents-Sister that's the hardest he got off, all this time they never separated. Sometimes both parents leave town
or their country will be left alone at home with the workers. But now, Dennis is leaving considering his papal duties that cannot be determined at the time of completion.
Grey cupped Dennis's cheeks together until the child's lips resembled his funny cone. “Don't be naughty there, don't make mami equal papi distress, smart school!” His message to his beloved sister.
The handsome boy nodded as he raised his hand fused his index finger and thumb to form an OK sign. The interaction of the two brothers did not escape the attention of the person who took the family Arum Arum is no exception Argan, the direction of view leads to the high-nosed girl alternating with the boy who hugged her, the direction of the view, I don't know what Deana cravings for until her two children have a parasol
both of them look amazing.
Argan was pensive until Aira's voice resuscitated him while patting him on the shoulder, “Ar, that loh aunt Deana invite you to talk.” Said.
“Ah, yes. Why why. Bund?”
Aira shook her head in anxiety, “Tante Deana talking to you!” Aira's birthday, “Malah bengong kayak like that.”
Argan immediately turned his gaze to Deana while smiling awkwardly, “Sorry aunt, Ar was no longer focused.” Clearly, “Tante would like to say what?” Ask later.
“Tante just wants to talk, maybe this will trouble you. But, auntie hope you can join in guarding Grey.” Deana's message was hopeful, immediately Argan looked at the girl behind Deana who seemed not to hear their conversation. Grey's busy tidying Dennis' hair.
Argan agreed and was greeted with a smile of relief by a woman who was the same age as the mother.
Grey with his flat expression looked at the plane being boarded by his parents and sister who had taken off from behind the airport glass wall, not to mention the sadness and happiness that was painted on his face. The flat was very flat, even Argan who saw it could only link his two eyebrows confused.
Raufan and Aira had gone home first to prepare the room that would be occupied by Grey later, he said, while Argan still accompany Grey at the airport because after that Grey will go home to take his equipment while staying at the home of his parents' friends.
There was no chatter during the trip which took about an hour and it made the man behind the wheel feel only accompanied by an invisible girl, his hands raised turning on the radio intending to eliminate
the silence he did not like.
Well, Argan is a man who can't stand the silence, the crowd for him there's something fun. And now he has to be one car with a girl like Grey who is opposite to him
Ed Sheeran's song Shape Of You is a beautiful song. Argan's long fingers are knocked on the steering wheel while his singing mouth lives the song. Just one song was twisted but his forehead suddenly folded in when he accidentally found the girl sitting next to him reaching into his bag and pulled out an earphone and covered her ear hole with it.
Argan snorted at a glance and then raised his hand even more hardened the volume of the radio no matter with the girl named gray beside him like it or not. In fact Grey is closing
his eyes were peaceful whether he pretended not to hear or indeed did not hear the noise made by Argan.
“Down!” Grey opened his eyes, his eyes swept outside the car and they reached the house where he would stay as long as his parents were outside.
“Lo can bring your own stuff, right?” Argan asked as he dropped two of Grey's suitcases from the trunk of his car.
Grey noiselessly just nodded in response and it was a success to make Argan bite his deep cheek angrily.
“Gue can take him.” As if understanding the expression of the man in front of her Grey started to make a sound.
Grey walks towards Argan where the two suitcases are, pulls one by one and takes them inside the house. There were already Aira and Raufan who were welcoming, both of their eyes immediately glared at Argan who was tailing behind Grey saw the son who was even casually walking without helping Grey who pulled the suitcase by stumbling.
“Yes Allah Ar, how can you really not help Grey bring his suitcase?” Omel Aira while taking over the suitcase that the wavy-haired girl was carrying.
“Bund, he wants.” Kilah Argan
“It wasn't that lo that I could or didn't bring this sendri?”