Blind Dating Dates
First Meeting

Azalea walked very carefully. She was wearing a dusty pink dress, wearing heels ten inches tall. In his hand carried a small black bag containing only a mobile phone, because his wallet had been confiscated by his brother. He has strongly rejected this match, but still can not do anything but obey.

“Let you not escape.” So Jasmine said before Azalea got off the car earlier.

Jasmine had managed to change Azalea's appearance. From a cute sixteen-year-old girl, she now appears like an adult girl. Yes, even if carefully observed, the innocence left from his face can still be seen.

Azalea repeatedly fixed her dress. She tugged so that the length of the dress could slightly cover her legs. To be honest, Azalea was still not used to wearing clothes like this. He prefers to wear jeans and a t-shirt. During this time, he had never attended an event that required wearing a dress.

Azalea had been greeted by the restaurant's waiter. He was delivered to a table that had been booked with a well-dressed, formal man sitting there waiting for his arrival.

Azalea's heart was ready to jump out of the nest. For the first time he had dinner alone with a stranger in this very luxurious place. He walked slowly towards the man who was now standing to welcome his arrival.

In the head Azalea was busy remembering the personality lessons she had received. He did not want to embarrass himself or his family in front of the stranger.

“Goodnight ...”

“Azalea. My name is Azalea,” sahut Azalea be careful. It seems that the man does not know who he is.

One same. Azalea Inner. For, he also did not know the ins and outs of the man at all.

“Goodnight, Azalea.”

“Night ...” Azalea hung up her sentence.

“Reynand. Call me Rey,” said the man politely.

“Thank you, Brother .. uh, Rey.” Azalea thinned lips. He almost slipped. It would be impolite if he called the man 'Silver' though, Azalea was very sure that Reynand was very suitable to be called 'Om' by him.

Azalea welcomes Reynand's hand. He stared for a moment, as the man kissed the back of his hand gently. The treatment managed to freeze the blood flow within his body. A moment later, Reynand retreated his chair and Azalea sat down with a clumsy feeling.

A few seconds later, the appetizer arrived. Azaleas began scooping the food in front, feeding it into the mouth very carefully. When his head looked up, looking at Reynand in front, he immediately choked because the man was also staring at him.

“Be careful,” said Reynand while giving a glass of drink towards Azalea. He helped the girl drink until her cough subsided.

“Thank you.” Azalea said nervously. It seemed, as hard as he tried not to be ashamed in the presence of Reynand ended up in vain. Because, there was a mistake he made from the first second they were together.

“What are your activities now?”

Again, Reynand's question made Azalea cough.

“Is there something wrong with the food? You have been coughing continuously. Are you sick?” Reynand asked.

Azalea admitted that Reynand was a man of considerable concern. The few minutes they met, the man gave her enough good treatment.

Without waiting for an answer from him, the man asked the waiter to replace all the menus that had been served with other menus.

“The food made my partner cough,” said Reynand seriously. It was precisely these words that made Azalea cough again.

Good Lord! What's wrong with him tonight. This nervousness had managed to kill Azalea slowly.

“Are you allergic to something?” reynand asked puzzledly looking at Azalea's face that was as red as the boiled crab.

Azalea shook her head weakly. He drank a glass of water. Forget about the table manner that has been studied as well as manners that will not make him and his family embarrassed.

“I'm not allergic to any food,” Azalea is weak.

Reynand took off the suit she was wearing. He moved quickly over Azalea's open shoulder. She thought the girl might be cold.

“Maybe you can't stand cold air,” he said gently. “So, what are your daily activities?” reynand asked after returning to her seat.

“How old are you now? I did not expect that you are a student because your face is more suitable as a high school boy,” said Reynand commented.

Azalea grimacing clumsy. “25 years,” reply shriveled.

“Your life is suitable for marriage. You know, ‘kan, if our meeting is not just a blind date that has no purpose. I'm old enough to get married and my grandfather is looking for a son-in-law, not just a prank girlfriend.

Azalea could no longer hear Reynand. In his heart he wished that this was their last meeting, no more meetings.

“How?”

“Ha? What?” azalea was confused.

“We're home now. Or you want to go where you used to .. gitu.” Reynand stood up, preparing to leave from there.

“Oh, no. I want to go home.” Azalea said quickly. He didn't want to waste the opportunity to get out of here.

“I drive you home,” Reynand said as the two walked out of the restaurant.

“Oh, actually I was picked up by Brother ...”

Azalea instantly covered her mouth using the back of her hand. He's flippant.

“You have a Brother?” Who would have thought that Reynand asked enthusiastically.

“Ah Yes. Jasmine name. She was away with her future husband and was planning to pick me up.” When talking about her brother, there was no nervousness on Azalea's face.

“I'll take you, Azalea.” Reynand said seriously. His gentle gaze was full of firmness, indicating that he did not want to be refuted.

On the way home, no one started the conversation. Until the car stops in front of the fence of Azalea's house, and Reynand goes down first. The man circled the front of the car, opening the door for the passenger next to the wheel.

One thing that Azalea did not expect was Reynand who gave her the paper bag.

“For you. Had not had time to eat well,” said the man. The two stood facing each other.

“Oh, thank you.” Azalea nodded clumsily. He held the paper bag on his chest with both hands.

In the next second, Reynand stole her first kiss quickly. “See you soon, Azalea,” said the man with the slanted smile on his lips.

How foolish was the reaction Azalea gave. He stood there, saying nothing until the car that Reynand was driving went out from before him. Unknowingly, his hand moved to touch his lips. The taste was still imprinted, even until Azalea walked into her room.

Azalea did not realize that the door to her room had opened. Jasmine walked in with a wide smile on her lips.

“It looks like there's another one of these senengs,” the twenty-five-year-old woman's tease.

“Kakak, if you enter a room people knock on the door first dong,” complained Azalea. He sat down while arranging his dress.

“So anyway, I want to ask you how your date is tonight. It turned out to be successful.” Jasmine sat on the edge of the bed.

“Where did you know?” Azalea asked confusedly. He hasn't told anyone.

“So Mama who told you. Tomorrow morning, Reynand will be here early in the morning. Mumpung holiday—“

“Ha? What?”

Lothawat! Perhaps, the Azalea charade will be revealed on the second day of their meeting.