Beautiful Time

Beautiful Time
Daniel


My head feels like it's going to explode if I don't see it in person. I want to talk to him face to face. I'll apologize to him. It would be crazy if I continued working in the office while my mind was no longer here.


I hurried up to the top floor of the most prestigious place in this building. One floor occupied by the kobas, Koko Babas, was the nickname of Sofiyah when he was upset at my brother.


As soon as the elevator opens, Mike sits at the secretary's desk. Assistant and secretary who was appointed by Sofiyah. He does not want a female secretary. Be Mikail who handles everything.


The most loyal employee to my brother turned to me and looked at me without blinking. There is no respect for him. Don't know if I'm one of the heirs of the company where he works.


"Mek borrow the bike!" I said to the point.


"What for ?" Ask back with both hands together.


"Which spout is the key? I have to go home!" I said trying to bluff.


"It's not time to go home yet" Mikail answered while looking at her watch.


Make this sprain of a man.


"Abang Mike is handsome handsome..I want to borrow a motorbike to go home because there is something I have to do..." I said sulking while catching both palms to gain sympathy and compassion.


"Boss..... Sinyo wants to go home" Mikail reports to her boss over the phone.


"Let him go, make it dizzy if you see his face still milling around here but... Cut his salary by ten percent. Dikira company ancestor. As if I'd just come home...." Koko answered him with a loud voice.


"Stupid time...! buruan borrow his bike !!" My thrill doesn't care.


Because it was too long waiting for Mikail who was still sitting while looking at me, I immediately looked for the key to the motor contact but I did not find it . I impatiently tried to feel his pants pocket maybe that's where he kept it.


"Nyo... don't be insolent....! I'm still normal!!" Mikail tried to dodge but it was too late. My hand went into his pants pocket and found the key to his favorite motorcycle.


"Dapette!!" I said, looking up and....


glug


Our faces face facing. I pushed Mikail away from my body and vice versa. He pushed me so much that we both almost fell.


"You're not a rainbow, are you?"


We both turned our heads and found Koko leaning against the glass watching us both.


"What the f*ck...!!" mikail's Oath.


"Crazy.." I said back while leaving the sableng duo.


The trip to the house did not take long because I could slip here and there with the Mikail motor that he named Queen. There's crazy crazy him too. Cook a guy's motorcycle but his name is Queen.


Dejavu. I think I've felt the same way as this before. I was as scared as I am now when my ex left me for no apparent reason. Until finally it all unfolds on its own.


My ex came with my best friend with a wedding invitation. The world seemed to collapse before my eyes. I wanted to beat my best friend's face to pieces but I had no strength. My body immediately went weak without power. Even looking at the faces of both of them I couldn't. I just lowered my head reading the words in their invitation.


I was so stupid I didn't know my boyfriend was playing with fire behind me. Worse with my own best friend. And when they say goodbye home I can only look at the departure of the two with a pierced heart. How my best friend was holding my girlfriend's stomach that already looked a little bulging. It turned out to be that far they played with my feelings and betrayed me.


For days I lamented my stupidity for being deceived by such an innocent girl. The girl I thought was innocent and kind. I even got to the hospital because I had no appetite for food and dehydration.


Ever since then, I don't believe in a creature called a woman. I even fell into a black valley full of sin because of it. At first I did not heed their call but instead they came to tease me in various ways and offered me momentary happiness in bed in vulgar ways.


I'm a normal young man and naturally want to know his sensations and tastes. Although it took me a long time to convince my heart and take the women to bed.


It's not easy to conquer myself and take me to bed because I'm not the kind of person who likes to do**** with just anyone. So I need to build chemistry with my ex.


And strangely the women were increasingly curious to make. Trying to seduce me through anything in any way to be with me.


But I don't want to do it with the same person twice. There's no feeling anymore. So the women who came to the house felt like I was leaving and I just threw them away after we struggled in the devil's trap.


So too when I saw the innocent and innocent Beautiful. I just want to play with him. Self-satisfaction when I can conquer women and make them cry afterwards. I kind of took revenge on my ex-boyfriend when they were different people.


I am a psychopath too.....


Unfortunately beautiful I can't conquer easily. His appearance was like an old man, hick and a little stupid but he had a deeply held principle. My heart is captive to it.


Now I am made a fog by him. Somehow in my head always circled the shadow of his sweet face. His smile.


I even looked for ways to be with him. Stealing time to meet. I even started to approach her family. I have met his sister named Budi to launch my mission.


I hope that he will be my last heart, who will accompany me to death. I don't want to lose again like I used to. I'll do everything I can to make him accept me and be loyal to me.


The difference in belief is not a big deal for me. If love is what it is. We will continue to hold each other's beliefs without interfering with each other. It's a matter of heart with the Creator.


But unfortunately Beautiful has not opened her heart to me. My vulgar words yesterday made her angry with me.


Beautiful... don't go.. I need you.


I ran to the back looking for her figure. I hope he hasn't gone anywhere.


I was stunned when I saw him among the clothes that were waving. He is like an angel who came down to give the earth people a ray of happiness.


I hold my chest that beats incoherently. Running like running in a war.


Is beautiful.....