Asking You In Every Bow
45. Arguing

"What's the matter for you menor? Yes it's okay, in my eyes you are perfect really." said Dylan with a big smile towards Hana.

"Whatever! My life is not in front of you. I will not buy that color. I'm disgusted," Hana replied annoyed, then shifted her eyes to choose the color of makeup according to her taste.

"Cong you buy that one, Han? It's like a deh liquid, mending this one, stick, will not spill let alone fade on your lips." proposed Dylan still shows the color of the lipstick earlier, which is, when looking at Hana who was holding a regular red liptint, it was not dark and not also light or bright.

Hana gave her rough breath. "Dieeeem!" hana's word with great emphasis.

Dylan raised both of his eyebrows upwards, "OK." he replied.

Hana walked away irritated. Dylan was still following the girl's footsteps. Now they were standing at the cashier's table. Hana immediately put all her shopping on the table. Letting the cashier calculate the cost of expenses.

While Dylan prepared to take his wallet out of his pocket. "Let me pay" said Dylan, trying to be a sensitive man. While Hana who got it, only responded by turning the lazy eyeball.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand in total, Mas." said the cashier with a friendly smile.

Dylan rounded his eyeballs upon hearing the total cost of some small make-up that Hana had bought. When viewed, there are only four items purchased by Hana, which include folding powder, hand body, face cream, and liptint. It didn't make sense to Dylan.

"Why diem? So pay me?" hana asked resuscitated Dylan who still looked dumbfounded.

"So dong" replied Dylan. Then opened his wallet which looked skinny from the outside.

Seen in the wallet, two fifty thousand coins, as well as two thousand coins. Hana who saw that, opened her mouth in disbelief. Then he clenched his lower lip and turned his eyes in embarrassment to the cashier. Hana smiled wryly after that. The cashier looked at them with a confused face.

"Han, can I pinch your money first?" dylan asked half a whisper.

Hana took a deep breath and held him long, "Make what? So, I just paid! Shame to know!" hana's reply whizzed towards Dylan. Dylan only smiled slightly and scratched his nape.

Hana took the money in her little sling bag, then gave it to the cashier. Hana then took the pink plastic given by the cashier.

"Thank you, Ma'am, Mas." said the cashier kindly. Hana and Dylan only responded with contrived smiles. Hana was embarrassed, just like Dylan. The two of them are now out of the make up shop.

"Han, I'm sorry about that." said Dylan.

Hana suddenly stopped her steps, "Make it next time do not be pretentious to pay! You don't know what, the price of make up in this day and age?!" hana's reply was upset.

"Don't know." Dylan.

"Lo why is it so amazing?!" hana Tukas.

"Well, you were right, nanya" replied Dylan as he was.

"Not that, I mean!" hana before she leaves her feet again. Dylan was still with his intention of following the girl's steps.

"Where are you going now?" dylan asked who had walked to Hana's right.

"You nanya?" reply Hana with the upper lip lifted and the lower lip raised. Hana follows a syndrome that is trending in cyberspace.

"That's the syndrome of my duplicate. Why are you following?" dylan asked, but there was no answer from Hana.

Looking at her, Hana still looked annoyed and did not want to see her.

"Where are we going?" ask Dylan again.

"Huh? What did lo say? We were? Lo aja kalee," Hana replied raising her eyebrows and looking at her. Makes Dylan can't answer and can only cleared his throat.

"Okay, where are you going?" Dylan answered that question.

"Go home." replied Hana without looking at the man.

"Do you want me to take you?" ranya Dylan offers a ride.

"No need." replied Hana quickly.

Now they're out of the mall and in the parking lot. Dylan just stood by his motorbike and watched Hana ordering a bulge on the side of the road.

Hana turned to look at Dylan who was staring at her. Honestly, he felt uncomfortable because of it. Dylan flashed a big smile towards Hana, but Hana did not respond and instead turned her gaze forward, a stretch of highway.

After five minutes of waiting, the ojol ordered by Hana never came, two seconds later Hana's phone rang indicating there was an incoming voice call.

"Hello?"

"What's? The Ojol I ordered is cancelled?"

"Lho, why is that? I have been waiting for this,"

"So I order again, so long dong later."

"Yes already."

Hana ended the voice call in annoyance. It could be that the ojol he ordered was cancelled because of the sudden business of the ojol. If he orders again ojol, then the time he has to wait is getting longer. Because he knows, it is very difficult to find ojol around this region. I don't know because of what.

Hana turned her head towards Dylan who was still faithfully staring at her. Hana was so astonished, why was Dylan still there and not coming home.

On the other hand, Dylan who does not know what is the problem that makes the bulge ordered by Hana never come, but he understands something. The Ojol won't come. Eventually, Dylan chose to ride his motorcycle. Now he has put his motto out of the parking lot. But not in the direction where Hana was standing.

While Hana who saw Dylan go with his motorcycle, smiled wryly because she thought that Dylan would take his motorcycle towards Hana and drive her home. But his guess was wrong, Dylan went in a different direction. Maybe Dylan's going home.

Hana circulated her gaze staring at her mobile screen, about to order a back ojol. But he had not had time to order, the sound of the motor telakson managed to surprise him and immediately turned to the front.

Dylan was seen on his motorcycle in front of Hana. Dylan opened the helmet glass covering his eyes. Of course Hana was surprised. Didn't Dylan go in a different direction? Why is he here now? Didn't he come home?